French fiction -- Translations into English; Italian fiction -- Translations into English
who heard hir oftentimes sighing, and incessantly complayning,
coulde not forbeare to say vnto hir: “Daughter, if you continue
long after thys sort, you wyll hasten the Death of your good
Father and me, who loue you so dearely as our owne lyues:
wherefore henceforth moderate your heauinesse, and endeuor your
self to be mery: think no more vpon the Death of your cosin
Thibault, whome (sith it pleased God to cal away) do you thinke
to reuoke wyth Teares, and so withstande his Almightye will?”
But the pore Gentlewoman not able to dyssemble hir griefe, sayd
vnto hir: “Madame, long time it is sithens the last Teares for
Thibault were poured forth, and I beleue that the fountayne is
so well soked and dried vp, as no more will spryng in that
place.” The mother which could not tell to what effect those
Woords were spoken held hir peace, for feare she should trouble
hir Daughter: and certayne Dayes after seeing hir to continue in
heauinesse and continuall griefs, assaied by al meanes possible
to know, aswell of hir, as of other the housholde Seruauntes,
the occasion of their sorrow, but al in vayne: wherwith the pore
mother vexed beyonde measure, purposed to let the Lord Antonio
hir Husband to vnderstand the case of hir Daughter: and vppon a
day seeing him at conuenient leisure, she sayd vnto him: “My
Lord, if you haue marked the countenaunce of our daughter, and
hir kinde of behauior sithens the Death of the Lord Thibault hir
Cosyn, you shall perceiue so straunge mutation in hir, as it
will make you to maruell, for she is not onely contented to
forgoe meate, drinke and slepe, but she spendeth hir tyme in
nothinge else then in Weeping and Lamentatyon, delighting to
kepe hir self solytarye wythin hir Chamber, where she tormenteth
hir self so outragiously as yf wee take not heede, hir Lyfe is
to be doubted, and not able to knowe the Oryginall of hir Payne,
the more difficulte shall be the remedye: for albeit that I haue
sought meanes by all extremity, yet cannot I learne the cause of
hir sicknesse: and where I thought in the beginning, that it
proceded vpon the Death of hir Cosin, now I doe manifestly
perceiue the contrary, specially when she hir self did assure me
that she had already wept and shed the last teares for him that
she was mynded to doe: and vncertayne whereuppon to resolue,
I do thinke verily that she mourneth for some despite, to see
the most part of theyr companions maried, and she yet
vnprouyded, persuading with hir selfe (it may be) that wee hir
Parents do not care for hir: wherefore deare Husband, I heartely
beseech you for our rest and hir quiet, that hereafter ye be
carefull to prouyde for hir some maryage worthy of our state.”
Whereunto the Lord Antonio, willingly agreed, saying vnto hir:
“Wyfe, I haue many times thought vppon that whereof you speake,
notwythstandyng sith as yet shee is not attayned to the age of
XVIII. yeares, I thought to prouide a husband at leysure:
neuerthelesse things beinge come to these Termes, and knowing
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