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the Virgins chastity is a dangerous Treasure, I wyll be mindfull
of the same to your contentation, and she matched in sutch wyse,
as she shall thynke the tyme hitherto well delayed. In the meane
while marke dylygently whyther she bee in loue wyth any, to the
end that we haue not so greate regarde to goodes, or the
Nobylity of the house wherein we meane to bestow hir, as to the
Lyfe and Health of our Daughter who is to me so deare as I had
rather die a Begger without Landes or goods, than to bestow hir
vpon one which shall vse and intreat hir il.” Certayne dayes
after that the Lorde Antonio had bruted the maryage of his
daughter, many Gentlemen were suters, so wel for the excellency
of hir Beauty, as for hir great Rychesse and reuenue. But aboue
all others the alyaunce of a young Earle named Paris, the Counte
of Lodronne, lyked the Lord Antonio: vnto whom lyberally he gaue
his consent, and told his Wyfe the party vppon whom he dyd mean
to bestow his Daughter. The mother very ioyful that they had
found so honest a Gentleman for theyr Daughter, caused hir
secretly to be called before hir, doyng hir to vnderstande what
things had passed betwen hir father and the Counte Paris,
discoursing vnto hir the beauty and good grace of the yong
Counte, the vertues for which he was commended of al men,
ioyning therevnto for conclusion the great richesse and fauor
which he had in the goods of fortune, by means whereof she and
hir Fryends should liue in eternal honor: but Iulietta which had
rather to haue ben torne in pieces than to agree to that
maryage, answered hir mother with a more than accustomed
stoutnesse: “Madame, I mutch maruel, and therewithal am astonned
that you being a Ladye discrete and honorable, wil be so liberal
ouer your Daughter as to commit hir to the pleasure and wil of
an other, before you do know how hir mind is bent: you may do as
it pleaseth you, but of one thing I do wel assure you, that if
you bring it to passe, it shal be against my wil: and touching
the regard and estimation of Counte Paris, I shal first lose my
Lyfe before he shal haue power to touch any part of my body:
which being done, it is you that shal be counted the murderer,
by deliueryng me into the handes of him, whome I neyther can,
wil, or know whiche way to loue: wherefore I praye you to suffer
me henceforth thus to lyue, wythout taking any further care of
me, for so mutche as my cruell fortune hath otherwyse disposed
of me.” The dolorous Mother which knewe not what Iudgement to
fixe vpon hir daughter’s aunswere, lyke a woman confused and
besides hir selfe went to seeke the Lord Antonio, vnto whom
without conceyling any part of hir Daughter’s aunswer, she dyd
him vnderstand the whole. The good olde man offended beyond
measure, commaunded her incontinently by Force to be brought
before him, if of hir own good will she would not come: so soone
as she came before hir Father, hir eyes full of teares, fel down
at his fete, which she bathed with the luke warme drops that
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