French fiction -- Translations into English; Italian fiction -- Translations into English
But who would euer thynck (my Lady deare) that a Lyght Opinion
could so soone haue deuided your good iudgement, to condempn
your Knight before you had heard what he was able to say, for
himself? truely I thought no more to offend you, than the man
which you neuer knew, although you haue bene deceiued by colored
words, vttered by those that be enuious of my happe, and Enimies
of your ioy, who haue filled your minde full of false report.
I swere vnto you (by God, my good Lady) that neuer thinge entred
into my fantasie more, than a desire to serue you alone and to
auoide the acquaintance of all other, to preserue for you a pure
and entire heart. Whereof longe agone I made you an offer. In
wytnesse whereof I humbly beseech you to beleue, that so soone
as you see this Birde (the cause of your anger and occasion of
my mishap) torne and pluckte in pieces, that my heart feeleth no
lesse alteration or torment: for so long as I shall vnderstand
your displeasure to endure against mee, assure your selfe my
Life shall abide in no lesse paine than my ioye was great when I
franckly possessed your presence. Be it sufficient (Madame) for
you to know, that I neuer thought to offend you. Be contented I
beseech you, with this sacrifice which I send you, if not that I
doe the like vpon myne owne body, which without your good will
and grace can no longer liue. For my lyfe depending vppon that
only benefit, you ought not to be astonned if the same fayling
his nourishment doth pearish, as frustrate of that foode,
propre, and apt for his Appetite: and by like meanes my sayd
life shall reuiue, if it may please you to spread your beames
ouer mine obscure and base personage, and to receiue thys
satisfaction for a fault not committed. And so wayting a gentle
aunswere from your great curtesie, I humbly kisse your white and
delicate handes, with all humility, praying God sweete Lady,
to let you see how mutch I suffer without desert, and what
puissaunce you haue ouer him that is all your
Faythfull and euer servaunt
most obedient, Dom Diego.
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