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gave the onely meanes to my revenge: Alas! therein you deceive your

selfe; for I have a thousand crochets working continually in my brain,

whereby to entrap a wiser creature then a woman, yet veiled all

under the cunning cloake of love, but sauced with the bitter Wormewood

of hate. So that, had not this hapned as now it doth, of necessity you

must have falne into another: but, as it hath pleased my happy stars

to favour mee therein, none could proove more to your eternall

scandall and disgrace, then this of your owne devising; which I made

choise of, not in regard of any ease to you, but onely to content my

selfe.

But if all other devises els had failed, my pen was and is my

prevayling Champion, where-with I would have written such and so

many strange matters, concerning you in your very dearest

reputation; that you should have curst the houre of your conception,

and wisht your birth had bin abortive. The powers of the pen are too

many and mighty, wherof such weake wits as have made no experience,

are the lesse able to use any relation. I sweare to you Lady, by my

best hopes, that this revenge which (perhappes) you esteeme great

and dishonourable, is no way compareable to the wounding Lines of a

Penne, which can carracter downe so infinite infamies (yet none but

guilty and true taxations) as will make your owne hands immediate

instruments, to teare the eyes from forth your head, and so bequeath

your after dayes unto perpetuall darkenesse.

Now, concerning your lost lover, for whose sake you suffer this

unexpected pennance; although your choise hath proved but bad, yet

still continue your affection to him: in regard that I have another

Ladie and Mistresse, of higher and greater desert then you, and to

whome I will continue for ever constant. And whereas you thinke, the

warme beames of the Sunne, will be too hot and scorching for your nice

bodie to endure: remember the extreame cold which you caused mee to

feele, and if you can intermixe some part of that cold with the

present heat, I dare assure you, the Sun (in his highest heate) will

be far more temperate for your feeling.

The disconsolate Lady perceiving, that the Schollers wordes savoured

of no mercy, but rather as coveting her desperate ending; with the

teares streaming downe her cheekes, thus she replied. Wel Sir,

seeing there is no matter of worth in me, whereby to derive any

compassion from you: yet for that Ladies sake, whom you have elected

worthy to enjoy your love, and so farre excelleth mee in Wisedome;

vouchsafe to pardon mee, and suffer my garments to be brought me,

wherewith to cover my nakednesse, and so to descend downe from this

Tower, if it may stand with your gentle Nature to admit it.

Now beganne Reniero to laughe very heartily, and perceiving how

swiftly the day ran on in his course, he saide unto her. Beleeve me

Madame Helena, you have so conjured me by mine endeered Ladie and

Mistresse, that I am no longer able to deny you; wherefore, tell me

where your garments are, and I will bring them to you, that you may

come downe from the Turret. She beleeving his promise, tolde him where

she had hid them, and Reniero departing from the Tower, commanded

his servant, not to stirre thence: but to abide still so neere it,

as none might get entrance there till his returning. Which charge

was no sooner given to his man, but hee went to the house of a neere

neighboring friend, where he dined well, and afterward laid him

downe to sleepe.

In the meane while, Madame Helena remaining still on the Tower,

began to comfort her selfe with a little vaine hope, yet sighing and

weeping incessantly, seating her selfe so well as shee could, where

any small shelter might yeelde the least shade, in expectation of

the Schollers returning: one while weeping, then againe hoping, but

most of all despairing, by his so long tarrying away with her

Garments; so that beeing over-wearied with anguish and long

watching, she fell into a little slumbering. But the Sunne was so

extreamly hot, the houre of noone being already past, that it meerly

parched her delicate body, and burnt her bare head so violently: as

not onely it seared all the flesh it touched; but also cleft and

chinkt it strangely, beside blisters and other painfull scorchings

in the flesh which hindred her sleeping, to help her self (by all

possible means) waking. And the Turret being covered with Lead, gave

the greater addition to her torment; for, as she removed from one

place to another, it yeelded no mitigation to the burning heate, but

parched and wrinkled the flesh extraordinarily, even as when a piece

of parchment is throwne into the fire, and recovered out againe, can

never be extended to his former forme.

Moreover, she was so grievously payned with the head-ake, as it

seemed to split in a thousand pieces, whereat there needed no great

the Lead of the Turret being so exceedingly hot, that it affoorded not

the least defence against it, or any repose to qualifie the torment:

but drove her still from one place to another, in hope of ease, but

none was there to be found.

Nor was there any winde at all stirring, whereby to asswage the

Sunnes violent scalding, or keepe away huge swarmes of Waspes,

Hornets, and terrible byting Flyes, which vexed her extreamely,

feeding on those parts of her body, that were rifte and chinkt, like

crannies in a mortered wall, and pained her like so many points of

pricking Needles, labouring still with her hands to beate them away,

but yet they fastned on one place or other, and afflicted her in

grievous manner, causing her to curse her owne life, hir amorous

friend, but (most of all) the Scholler, that promised to bring her

Garments, and as yet returned not. Now began she to gaze upon every

side about her, to espy some labouring Husbandmen in the fields, to

whom she might call or cry out for helpe, not fearing to discover

her desperate condition: but Fortune therein also was adverse to

her, because the heats extreamity, had driven all the village out of

the fields, causing them to feede their Cattle about theyr owne

houses, or in remote and shadie Valleyes: so that shee could see no

other creatures to comfort her, but Swannes swimming in the River of

Arno, and wishing her selfe there a thousand times with them, for to

coole the extreamity of her thirst, which so much the more

encreased, onely by the sight thereof, and utterly disabled of

having any.

She saw beside in many places about her, goodly Woods, fayre coole

shades, and Country houses here and there dispersed; which added the

greater violence to hir affliction, that her desires (in all these)

could no way be accomplished. What shall I say more concerning this

disastrous Lady? The parching beames of the Sunne above her, the

scalding heat of the Lead beneath her, the Hornets and Flyes everie

way stinging her, had made such an alteration of her beautifull bodie:

that, as it checkt and controlled the precedent nights darkenesse,

it was now so metamorphosed with rednesse, yea, and blood issuing

forth in infinite places, as she seemed (almost) loathsome to looke

on, continuing still in this agonie of torment, quite voyde of all

hope, and rather expecting death, then any other comfort.

Reniero, when some three houres of the afternoone were overpast,

awaked from sleeping: and remembring Madame Helena, he went to see

in what estate she was; as also to send his servant unto dinner,

because he had fasted all that day. She perceyving his arrivall, being

altogether weake, faint, and wonderously over-wearied, she crept on

her knees to a corner of the Turret, and calling to him, spake in this

manner. Reniero, thy revenge exceedeth al manhoode and respect: For,

if thou wast almost frozen in my Court, thou hast roasted me all day

long on this Tower, yea, meerly broyled my poore naked bodie, beside

starving mee thorough want of Food and drinke. Be now then so

mercifull (for manhoods sake) as to come uppe hither, and inflict that

on me, which mine owne hands are not strong enough to do, I meane

the ending of my loathed and wearisome life, for I desire it beyond

all comfort else, and I shall honour thee in the performance of it. If

thou deny me this gracious favour; at least send me uppe a glasse of

Water, onely to moisten my mouth, which my teares (being all meerly

dried up) are not able to doe, so extreame is the violence of the

Sunnes burning heate.

Well perceived the Scholler, by the weaknesse of her voyce, and

scorching of her body by the Suns parching beames, that shee was

brought now to great extremity: which sight, as also her humble

intercession, began to touch him with some compassion, nevertheles,

thus he replied. Wicked woman, my hands shal be no means of thy death,

but make use of thine owne, if thou be so desirous to have it: and

as much water shalt thou get of me to asswage thy thirst, as thou

gavest me fire to comfort my freezing, when thou wast in the luxurious

heat of thy immodest desires, and I wel-neere frozen to death with

extremity of cold. Pray that the Evening may raine downe Rosewater

on thee, because that in the River of Arno is not good enough for

thee: for as little pitty doe I take on thee now, as thou didst extend

compassion to me then.

Miserable Woman that I am, answered Helena; Why did the heavens

bestow beautie on mee, which others have admired and honoured, and yet

(by thee) is utterly despised? More cruell art thou then any savage

Beast; thus to vexe and torment mee in such mercilesse manner. What

greater extreamity couldst thou inflict on me, if I had bin the

destruction of all thy Kindred, and lefte no one man living of thy

race? I am verily perswaded, that more cruelty cannot be used

against a Traitor, who was the subversion of an whole Cittie, then

this tyranny of thine, roasting me thus in the beames of the Sun,

and suffering my body to be devoured with Flies, without so small a

mercie, as to give mee a little coole water, which murtherers are

permitted to have, being condemned by justice, and led to execution:

yea Wine also, if they request it.

But, seeing thou art so constant in thy pernitious resolve, as

neither thine owne good Nature, nor this lamentable sufferance in

me, are able to alter thee: I will prepare my self for death

patiently, to the end, that Heaven may be mercifull to my soul, and

reward thee justly, according to thy cruelty. Which words being ended,

she withdrew her selfe towards the middest of the Tarras, despairing

of escaping (with life)

from the heates violence; and not once onely, but infinite times

beside (among her other grievous extreamities) she was ready to dye

with drought, bemoaning incessantly her dolorous condition.

By this time the day was well neere spent, and night beganne to

hasten on apace: when the Scholler (immagining that he afflicted her

sufficiently) tooke her Garments, and wrapping them up in his mans

Cloake, went thence to the Ladies house, where he found Ancilla the

Waiting-woman sitting at the doore, sad and disconsolate for her

Ladies long absence, to whom thus he spake. How now Ancilla? Where

is thy Lady and Mistris? Alas Sir (quoth she) I know not. I thought

this morning to have found her in her bed, as usually I was wont to

do, and where I left her yesternight at our parting: but there she was

not, nor in any place else of my knowledge, neyther can I imagine what

is become of her, which is to me no meane discomfort.

But can you (Sir) say any thing of her? Ancilla, said he, I would

thou hadst bin in her company, and at the same place where now she is,

that some punishment for thy fault might have falne uppon thee, as

already it hath done on her. But beleeve it assuredly, that thou shalt

not freely escape from my fingers, till I have justly paide thee for

thy paines, to teach thee to abuse any Gentleman, as thou didst me.

Having thus spoken, hee called to his servant, saying. Give her

the Garments, and bid her go looke her Lady, if she will. The

Servingman fulfilled his Masters command, and Ancilla having

receyved her Ladies cloaths, knowing them perfectly, and remembring

(withall) what had bin said: she waxed very doubtfull, least they

had slaine her, hardly refraining from exclaiming on them, but that

greefe and heavie weeping overcame her; so that uppon the Schollers

departing, she ranne in all hast with the garments towardes the Tower.

Upon this fatall and unfortunate day to Madame Helena, it chanced,

that a Clowne or Countrey Peazant belonging to her Farme or Dairy

house, having two of his young Heyfers wandred astray, and he

labouring in diligent search to finde them: within a while after the

Schollers departure, came to seeke them in Woods about the Tower, and,

notwithstanding all his crying and calling for his beasts, yet he

heard the Ladies greevous moanes and lamentations. Wherefore, he cryed

out so lowd as he could, saying: Who is it that mourneth so aloft on

the Tower? Full well she knew the voyce of her peazant, and

therefore called unto him, and sayd in this maner.

Go (quoth she) I pray thee for my Waiting-woman Ancilla, and bid her

make some meanes to come up hither to me. The Clowne knowing his Lady,

sayde. How now Madame? Who hath carried you up there so high? Your

Woman Ancilla hath sought for you all this day, yet no one could

ever have immagined you to bee there. So looking about him, he

espyed the two sides of the Ladder, which the Scholler had pulled in

sunder; as also the steppes, which he had scattered thereabout;

placing them in due order againe as they should bee, and binding

them fast with Withies and Willowes.

By this time Ancilla was come thither, who so soone as shee was

entred into the Tower, could not refrain from teares and complaints,

beating her hands each against other, and crying out. Madam, deare

Lady and Mistresse! Alas, Wher are you? So soone as she heard the

tongue of Ancilla, she replyed (so well as she could) saying: Ah my

sweet Woman, I am heere aloft uppon the Tarras; weepe not, neyther

make any noyse, but quickely bring me some of my Garments. When shee

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