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for the train, but Bologna offred vnto hym hys Palace for the
Ladye. So Bologna whych was already welbeloued in Ancona, and
newely entred Amytye and greate Aquayntaunce wyth the Gentlemen
of the Cytye, wyth a goodlye troupe of them, wente forthe to
meete hys Wyfe, to whom he presented his house, and besought hir
that shee and hir trayne would vouchsafe to lodge there. She
receiued the same very thankfully, and withdrew hir selfe vnto
his house, who conducted hir thither, not as a husband, but like
him that was hir humble and affectionate seruaunte. But what
needeth greate dyscourse of Woordes? The duchesse knowing that
it was impossible but eche man must be priuy to hir facte, and
know what secretes hath passed betweene hir and hir Husband,
to the ende that no other opynyon of hir Childebed should be
conceyued, but that whych was good and Honest, and done synce
the accomplyshment of the Maryage, the morrow after hir arryuall
to Ancona, assembled all her Trayne in the Hall, of purpose no
longer to keepe cloase that sir Bologna was hir Husbande, and
that alreadye shee had had two Chyldren by him, and agayne was
great with childe, with a third. And when they were come
togither after dynner, in that presence of hir husbande, shee
vsed vnto them these woordes: “Gentlemen, and al ye my trusty
and louyng seruaunts, hyghe tyme it is to manyfest to euery of
you, the thing which hath ben done before the Face, and in the
presence of hym who knoweth the most obscure and hydden secrets
of our thoughts. And needefull it is not to keepe silente that
which is neyther euyll done ne hurtfull to any person: If things
myght be kept secrete and styl remaine vnknowen, except they
were declared by the doers of them, yet would not I commit the
wrong in concealyng that, which to dyscouer vnto you doth
greatly delite me, and deliuereth my mind from exceeding grief,
in sutch wise as if the flames of my desire could break out with
sutch violence, as the fire hath taken heate within my mind, ye
should see the smoke mount vp with greater smoulder than that
which the mount Gibel doeth vomit forth at certayne seasons of
the yeare. And to the intent I may not keepe you long in this
suspect, this secret fire wythin my Heart, and that which I shal
cause to flame in open ayre, is a certain opinion which I
conceiue for a mariage by me made certain yeares past, at what
time I chose and wedded a husband to my fantasie and liking,
desirous no longer to liue in Widow state, being vnwilling to do
the thing that should preiudice and hurt my conscience. The same
is done, and yet in one thing I haue offended, which is by long
keepyng secrete the performed mariage: for the wycked brute
dispearsed through the realme by reason of my childbed, one
yeare paste, hath displeased some: howbeit my conscience
receiueth comforte, for that the same is free from fault or
blot. Now shall ye know therefore what he is, whom I acknowledg
for my Lord and spouse, and who it is that lawfully hath me
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