There was in this _Nunnery_, a young _Nun_, call’d, Sister _Katteriena_,
Daughter to the Grave _Vanhenault_, that is to say, an Earl, who liv’d
about six Miles from the Town, in a noble _Villa_; this Sister
_Katteriena_ was not only a very beautiful Maid, but very witty, and had
all the good qualities to make her be belov’d, and had most wonderfully
gain’d upon the Heart of the fair _Isabella_, she was her Chamber-Fellow
and Companion in all her Devotions and Diversions, so that where one
was, there was the other, and they never went but together to the
_Grate_, to the Garden, or to any place, whither their _Affairs_ call’d
either. This young _Katteriena_ had a Brother, who lov’d her intirely,
and came every day to see her, he was about twenty Years of Age, rather
tall than middle Statur’d, his Hair and Eyes brown, but his Face
exceeding beautiful, adorn’d with a thousand Graces, and the most nobly
and exactly made, that ’twas possible for Nature to form; to the
Fineness and Charms of his Person, he had an Air in his Meen and
Dressing, so very agreeable, besides rich, that ’twas impossible to look
on him, without wishing him happy, because he did so absolutely merit
being so. His Wit and his Manner was so perfectly Obliging, a Goodness
and Generosity so Sincere and Gallant, that it would even have aton’d
for Ugliness. As he was eldest Son to so great a Father, he was kept at
home, while the rest of his Brothers were employ’d in Wars abroad; this
made him of a melancholy Temper, and fit for soft Impressions; he was
very Bookish, and had the best Tutors that could be got, for Learning
and Languages, and all that could compleat a Man; but was unus’d to
Action, and of a temper Lazy, and given to Repose, so that his Father
could hardly ever get him to use any Exercise, or so much as ride
abroad, which he would call, Losing Time from his Studies: He car’d not
for the Conversation of Men, because he lov’d not Debauch, as they
usually did; so that for Exercise, more than any Design, he came on
Horseback every day to _Iper_ to the _Monastery_, and would sit at the
_Grate_, entertaining his Sister the most part of the Afternoon, and, in
the Evening, retire; he had often seen and convers’d with the lovely
_Isabella_, and found from the first sight of her, he had more Esteem
for her, than any other of her Sex: But as Love very rarely takes Birth
without Hope; so he never believ’d that the Pleasure he took in
beholding her, and in discoursing with her, was Love, because he
regarded her, as a Thing consecrate to Heaven, and never so much as
thought to wish, she were a Mortal fit for his Addresses; yet he found
himself more and more fill’d with Reflections on her which was not usual
with him; he found she grew upon his Memory, and oftner came there, than
he us’d to do, that he lov’d his Studies less, and going to _Iper_ more;
and, that every time he went, he found a new Joy at his Heart that
pleas’d him; he found, he could not get himself from the _Grate_,
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