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al others in light behauiour and vnbrideled desires, whereuppon
hee resolued to take order and stop hir passage before she had
won the field, and that frankly she should goe seke hir ventures
where shee list, if she would not be ruled by his aduise. The
foolish Countesse seeing that hir husband well espied hir fond
and foolysh behauior, and that wisely he went about to remedy
the same, was no whit astonied, or regarded his aduise, but
rather by forging complaints did cast him in the teeth sometymes
with hir riches that she brought him, sometime with those whom
she had refused for his sake, and with whom farre of she liued
lyke a sauage creature amid the mountaine deserts and baren
dales of Sauoy, and tolde him that by no meanes she minded to be
closed and shut vp like a tamelesse beast. The Counte which was
wyse, and would not breake the Ele vppon his knee, prouidently
admonished hir in what wise a Ladye ought to esteeme hir honor,
and how the lightest faults of Noble sorts appeare mortal sinnes
before the world: and that it was not sufficient for a
Gentlewoman to haue hir body chast, if hir speach were not
according, and the minde correspondent to that outward
semblance, and the conseruation agreable to the secret
conceiptes of Mynd: “And I shall be ful sory swete Wife” (sayd
the Counte) “to giue you cause of discontent: for wher you
shalbe vexed and molested, I shall receiue no ioy or pleasure,
you being [such one as ought to be the second my self,
determining] by God’s grace to keepe my promise, and vse you
like a wyfe, if so be you regard me with duety semblable: for
reason will not that the head obey the members, if they shew not
themselues to be sutch as depend vpon the health and life of it.
The husband being the Wyue’s chiefe, ought to be obeyd in that
which reason forbiddeth: and shee referring hir selfe to the
pleasure of hir head, forceth him to whom she is adioyned, to do
and assay all trauayle and payne for hir sake. Of one thinge I
must needes accuse you, which is, that for trifles you frame
complaynt: for the mynde occupied in folly, lusteth for nothinge
more than vayne things, and those that be of little profite,
specially where the pleasure of the Bodye is onely considered:
where if it follow reason, it dissembleth his griefes with
wordes of wysedome, and in knowing mutch, fayneth
notwithstanding a subtile and honest ignoraunce: but I may bee
mutch deceyued herein, by thinking that a Woman fraught with
fickle Opinions may recline her eares to what so euer thing,
except to that whych deliteth hir mynde, and pleaseth the
desires framed wyth in hir foolyshe fantasie. Let not thys
speach be straunge vnto you, for your woordes vttered without
discretion, make me vse thys language: finally (good madame) you
shall shew your selfe a Wyse and louing wyfe, if by takinge
heede to my requests, you faythfully follow the advise thereof.”
The Countesse whych was so fine and malicious as the Earle was
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