French fiction -- Translations into English; Italian fiction -- Translations into English
The Foster louer singing this song, sighing sundry tymes
betwene, the tricling teares ranne downe his Face: which thereby
was so disfigured, as scarse could any man haue knowne him, that
al the dayes of their lyfe had frequented his company. Sutch was
the state of this myserable yong gentleman, who dronke with hys
owne Wyne, balanced himselfe downe to despayre rather than to
the hope of that which he durst not looke for. Howbeit like as
the mischiefs of men be not alwayes durable, and that all
thinges haue their proper season, euen so Fortune repentinge hir
euill intreaty which wrongfully shee had caused this poore
penetenciary of Gineura to endure, prepared a meanes to
readuaunce him aloft vppon hir Wheele, euen when he thought
least of it. And certes, herein appeared the mercy of God, who
causeth things difficult and almost impossible, to be so easy,
as those that ordinarily be brought to passe. How may this
example show how they which be plunged in the bottome of
defiaunce, deeming their life vtterly forlorne, be soone exalted
euen to the top of all glory, and felicity? Hath not our age
seene a man whych was by aucthority of his Enimy iudged to dye,
ready to bee caried forth to the Scaffolde miraculously
deliuered from that daunger, and (wherein the works of God are
to be marueyled) the same man to be called to the dignity of a
Prynce, and preferred aboue all the rest of the people? Now Dom
Diego attending his fieldish Philosophy in the solitary valeys
of the riche Mountayne Pyrene, was rescowed with an helpe
vnlooked for as you shall heare. You haue hard how hee had a
Neyghbour and singuler Frend a Noble Gentleman named Dom
Roderico. Thys Gentleman amongs all his faithfull Companions did
most lament the harde fortune of Dom Diego. It came to passe
that 22 moneths after that the poore Wilde penitent person was
gonne on Pilgrimage, Dom Roderico tooke his Iourney into
Gascoyne for diuers his vrgent Affayres, which after hee had
dispatched, were it that hee was gon out of his way, or that GOD
(as it is most likely) did driue him thither, he approched
towarde that Coaste of the Pyrene Mountaynes, where that tyme
his good Frende Dom Diego did Inhabite, who dayly grew so Weake
and Feeble, as if God had not sent him sodayne succour hee had
gotten that hee most desired, which was death that should haue
bene the ende of his trauayles and Afflictions. The trayne of
Dom Roderico being then a bowe shot of from the sauage Caben of
Dom Diego, espyed the tractes of mens Feete newly troden, and
beganne to maruayle what hee should bee that dwelled there,
considering the Solitude, and Infertility of the Place, and also
that the same was farre of from Towne or House. And as they
deuised hereupon, they saw a man going into a Caue, which was
Dom Diego, comming from making his complayntes vppon the Rock
spoken of before. From which hauinge turned his face toward that
parte of the worlde where he thought the lodging was of that
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