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good and wyse, dissembling her griefe, and coueringe the venome
hidden in hir mynde, began so well to play the hypocrite before
hir husbande, and to counterfayte the simple Dame, as albeit he
was right politike, yet he was within hir Snare intrapt, who
flattered him wyth so fayre Wordes, as she won him to goe to
Casal, to visite the lands of hir Inheritaunce. We see whereunto
the intent of this false Woman tended, and what checkmate she
ment to geue both to hir husband, and hir honour: whereby we
know that when a woman is disposed to giue hir selfe to
wickednesse, hir mynde is voyd of no malyce or inuention to sort
to ende any daunger or perill offered vnto hir. The factes of
one Medea (if credite may be gieuen to Poets) and of Phædra, the
Woman of Theseus, wel declare with what beastly zeale they began
and finished their attempts: the eagles flight is not so high,
as the Foolyshe desires, and Conceiptes of a Woman that trusteth
in hir owne opinion, and treadeth out of the tract of duety, and
way of Wysedome. Pardon me, good Ladies, if I speake so largely,
and yet think not that I mean to display any other but sutch, as
forget the degree wherin their Auncestours haue placed them,
and whych digresse from the true path of those that haue
immortalized the memory of themselues, of their husbands, and of
the houses also whereof they came. I am very lothe to take vppon
mee the office of a slaunderer, and no lesse do mean to flatter
those, whom I see to their great shame, offende openly in the
sight of the worlde: but why should I dyssemble that which I
know your selues would not conceyle, yf in conscyence yee were
requyred? It were extreame follye to decke and clothe vice wyth
the holy garment of Vertue, and to call that Curtesie and
Ciuylity, whych is manyfest whoredom and Trechery: let vs terme
ech thyng by his due Name, and not deface that whych of it selfe
is faire and pure: let vs not also staine the renoume of those,
whom their own Vertue do recommende. This gentle Countesse
beeing at Casal, making mutch of hir husbande, and kissing him
with the kisse of treason, and of him being vnfainedly beloued
and cherished, not able to forget his sermons, and mutch lesse
hir own filthy lyfe, seeyng that with hir Counte it was
impossyble for hir to liue and glut her lecherous lust,
determined to runne away and seeke hir aduenture: for the
brynging to passe wherof she had already taken order for money,
the interest wherof growing to hir daily profite at Millan:
and hauynge leuied a good summe of Ducates in hande, vntyll hir
other rents were ready, she fled away in the night in companye
of certayne of hir men which were priuie to her doeings. Hir
retire was to Pauie, a City subiecte to the state and Duchy of
Millan, where she hired a pryncely pallace, and apparelled the
same according to hir estate and Trayne of hir husband, and as
her owne reuenue was able to beare. I leaue for you to thinke
what buzzings entred the Counte’s head, by the sodayne flight of
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