French fiction -- Translations into English; Italian fiction -- Translations into English
comelines of your noble Personage, wil despoyle you of your
goods and honour, and then take his Legs into som straung
countrey.” The simple Lady, albeit greeuous it was vnto hir to
heare sutch speech of hir husband, yet helde hir peace and
dissembled what she thought, glad and wel contented with the
curtesy done vnto hir, fearinge before that they came to kyll
hir and thought hirselfe already discharged, hopinge vppon their
courteous Dealinges, that shee, and hir Chyldren from that tyme
forth should lyue in good assuraunce. But she was greatly
deceyued, and knew within shorte space after, the good will that
hir Brethren bare hir: for so soone as these Gallants had
conducted hir into the kyngdome of Naples, to one of the Castels
of hir sonne, she was committed to pryson wyth hir chyldren, and
she also that was the secretary of hir infortunate mariage. Til
this time Fortune was contented to proceede with indifferent
quiet against those Louers, but henceforth yee shall heare the
Issue of theyr little prosperous loue, and how pleasure hauing
blinded them, neuer forsooke them vntil it had giuen them the
ouerthrow. It booteth not heere to recite any Fables or
Hystories, contenting my self that Ladies do reade wythout to
many weping teares, the pitifull end of that myserable
princesse, who seeing hir selfe a Prisoner in the company of hir
litle chyldren and welbeloued Mayden, paciently liued in hope to
see hir Brethren appaysed, comforting hir selfe for the escape
of hir husband out of the hands of his mortal foes. But hir
assurance was changed into an horrible feare and hir hope to no
expectation of surety, when certayne dayes after hir
imprisonment, hir gaoler came in, and sayde vnto hir: “Madame,
I do aduise you henceforth to consider and examine your
Conscience, for so mutch as I suppose that euen thys very day
your Lyfe shall be taken from you.” I leaue for you to thinke
what horrour, and traunce assayled the feeble heart of this
poore Lady, and wyth what eares she receyued that cruell
message, but hir cryes, and moanes together with hir sighes and
lamentations declared with what chere she receyued the
aduertisement. “Alas” (sayd she) “is it possible that my
brethren should so far forget themselues, as for a fact nothing
preiudicial vnto them, cruelly to put to death their innocent
Sister, and to imbrue the memory of their fact, in the bloud of
one which neuer did offend them? Must I against al right and
equity be put to death before the Iudge or Maiestrate haue made
triall of my lyfe, and knowne the righteousnesse of my cause? Ah
God, most rightfull and bountifull father, beholde the mallice
of my Brethren, and the Tyrannous cruelty of those which
wrongfully doe seeke my bloud. Is it a sinne to marry? Is it a
fault to fly, and auoide the sinne of Whoredome? What Lawes be
these, where marriage bed, and ioyned matrimony is pursued wyth
lyke seuerity, that Murder, Theft, and Aduoutry are? And what
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