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Extremity of griefe and sorrow, withheld his tongue from returning

any answer, and she perceiving her end approaching, held the heart

still closer to her owne bare brest, saying; Here Fortune, receive two

true hearts latest oblation; for, in this manner are we comming to

thee. So closing her eyes, all sense forsooke her, life leaving her

body breathlesse. Thus ended the haplesse love of Guiscardo, and

Ghismonda, for whose sad disaster, when the King had mourned

sufficiently, and repented fruitlesly; he caused both their bodies

to be honourably embalmed, and buried in a most royall Monument; not

without generall sorrow of the subjects of Salerne.

THE FOURTH DAY, THE SECOND NOVELL

REPREHENDING THE LEWD LIVES OF DISSEMBLING HYPOCRITES; AND

CHECKING THE ARROGANT PRIDE OF VAINE-HEADED WOMEN

Fryar Albert made a young Venetian Gentlewoman beleeve, that God

Cupid was falne in love with her, and he resorted oftentimes unto her,

in the disguise of the same God. Afterward, being frighted by the

Gentlewomans kindred and friends, he cast himselfe out of her

Chamber window, and was bidden in a poore mans House; on the day

following, in the shape of a wilde or savage man, he was brought

upon the Rialto of Saint Marke, and being there publikely knowne by

the Brethren of his Order, he was committed to Prison.

The Novell recounted by Madam Fiammetta, caused teares many times in

the eyes of all the company; but it being finished, the King shewing a

stearne countenance, saide; I should have much commended the kindnesse

of fortune, if in the whole course of my life, I had tasted the

least moity of that delight, which Guiscardo received by conversing

with faire Ghismonda. Nor neede any of you to wonder thereat, or how

it can be otherwise, because hourely I feele a thousand dying

torments, without enjoying any hope of ease or pleasure: but referring

my fortunes to their owne poore condition, it is my will, that Madam

Pampinea proceed next in the argument of successelesse love, according

as Madam Fiammetta hath already begun, to let fall more dew-drops on

the fire of mine afflictions. Madam Pampinea perceiving what a taske

was imposed on her, knew well (by her owne disposition) the

inclination of the company, whereof shee was more respective then of

the Kings command: wherefore, chusing rather to recreate their

spirits, then to satisfie the Kings melancholy humour; she

determined to relate a Tale of mirthfull matter, and yet to keepe

within compasse of the purposed Argument It hath bene continually used

as a common Proverbe; that a bad man taken and reputed to be honest

and good, may commit many evils, yet neither credited, or suspected:

which proverbe giveth me very ample matter to speake of, and yet not

varying from our intention, concerning the hypocrisie of some

religious persons, who having their garments long and large, their

faces made artificially pale, their language meeke and humble to get

mens goods from them; yet sowre, harsh and stearne enough, in checking

and controuling other mens errours, as also in urging others to

give, and themselves to take, without any other hope or meanes of

salvation. Nor doe they endeavour like other men, to worke out their

soules health with feare and trembling; but, even as if they were sole

owners, Lords, and possessors of Paradice, will appoint to every dying

person, place (there) of greater or lesser excellency, according as

they thinke good, or as the legacies left by them are in quantity,

whereby they not onely deceive themselves, but all such as give credit

to their subtile perswasions. And were it lawfull for me, to make

knowne no more then is meerely necessary; I could quickly disclose

to simple credulous people, what craft lieth concealed under their

holy habites: and I would wish, that their lies and deluding should

speed with them, as they did with a Franciscane Friar, none of the

younger Novices, but one of them of greatest reputation, and belonging

to one of the best Monasteries in Venice. Which I am the rather

desirous to report, to recreate your spirits, after your teares for

the death of faire Ghismonda.

Sometime (Honourable Ladies) there lived in the City of Imola, a man

of most lewd and wicked life; named, Bertho de la messa, whose

shamelesse deedes were so well knowne to all the Citizens, and won

such respect among them; as all his lies could not compasse any

beleefe, no, not when he delivered a matter of sound truth. Wherefore,

perceiving that his lewdnesse allowed him no longer dwelling there;

like a desperate adventurer, he transported himselfe thence to Venice,

the receptacle of all foule sinne and abhomination, intending there to

exercise his wonted bad behaviour, and live as wickedly as ever he had

done before. It came to passe, that some remorse of conscience tooke

hold of him, for the former passages of his dissolute life, and he

pretended to be surprized with very great devotion, becomming much

more Catholike then any other man, taking on him the profession of a

Franciscane coldelier, and calling himselfe, Fryar Albert of Imola.

In this habite and outward appearance, hee seemed to leade an

austere and sanctimonious life, highly commending penance and

abstinence, never eating flesh, or drinking wine, but when he was

provided of both in a close corner. And before any person could take

notice thereof, hee became (of a theefe) Ruffian, forswearer, and

murtherer, as formerly he had-beene a great Preacher; yet not

abandoning the forenamed vices, when secretly he could put any of them

in execution. Moreover, being made Priest, when he was celebrating

Masse at the Altar, if he saw himselfe to be observed by any; he would

most mournefully reade the passion of our Saviour, as one whose teares

cost him little, whensoever hee pleased to use them; so that, in a

short while, by his preaching and teares, he fed the humours of the

Venetians so pleasingly, that they made him executor (well-neere) of

all their Testaments, yea, many chose him as depositary or Guardion of

their monies; because he was both Confessour and Councellor, almost to

all the men and women.

By this well seeming out-side of sanctity, the Wolfe became a

Shepheard, and his renowne for holinesse was so famous in those parts,

as Saint Frances himselfe had hardly any more. It fortuned, that a

young Gentlewoman, being somewhat foolish, wanton and proud minded,

named Madam Lisetta de Caquirino, wife to a wealthy Merchant, who went

with certaine Gallies into Flanders, and there lay as Lieger long

time: in company of other Gentlewomen, went to be confessed by this

ghostly Father; kneel. at his feete, although her heart was high

enough, like a proud minded woman, (for Venetians are presumptuous,

vaine-glorious, and witted much like to their skittish Gondoloes)

she made a very short rehearsall of her sinnes. At length Fryar Albert

demanded of her, whether shee had any amorous friend or lover? Her

patience being exceedingly provoked, stearne anger appeared in her

lookes, which caused her to returne him this answer. How now Sir

Domine? what? have you no eyes in your head? Can you not distinguish

between mine, and these other common beauties? I could have Lovers

enow, if I were so pleased; but those perfections remaining in me, are

not to be affected by this man, or that. How many beauties have you

beheld, any way answerable to mine, and are more fit for Gods, then

mortals.

Many other idle speeches shee uttered, in proud opinion of her

beauty, whereby Friar Albert presently perceived, that this

Gentlewoman had but a hollow braine, and was fit game for folly to

flye at; which made him instantly enamoured of her, and that beyond

all capacity of resisting, which yet he referred to a further, and

more commodious time. Neverthelesse, to shew himselfe an holy and

religious man now, he began to reprehend her, and told her plainely,

that she was vain-glorious, and overcome with infinite follies.

Heereupon, him call.ed him a logger headed beast, and he knew not

the difference betweene an ordinary complexion, and beauty of the

highest merit. In which respect, Friar Albert, being loth to offend

her any further; after confession was fully ended, let her passe

away among the other Gentlewomen, she giving him divers disdainfull

lookes.

Within some few dayes after, taking one of his trusty brethren in

his company, he went to the House of Madam Lisetta, where requiring to

have some conference alone with her selfe; shee tooke him into a

private Parlor, and being there, not to be seene by any body, he

fell on his knees before her, speaking in this manner. Madam, for

charities sake, and in regard of your owne most gracious nature, I

beseech you to pardon those harsh speeches, which I used to you the

other day, when you were with me at confession: because, the very

night ensuing thereon, I was chastised in such cruell manner, as I was

never able to stirre forth of my bed, untill this very instant

morning; whereto the weake-witted Gentlewoman thus replyed. And who

I pray you (quoth she) did chastise you so severely? I will tell you

Madam, said Friar Albert, but it is a matter of admirable secrecie.

Being alone by my selfe the same night in my Dorter, and in very

serious devotion, according to my usuall manner: suddenly I saw a

bright splendour about me, and I could no sooner arise to discerne

what it might be, and whence it came, but I espied a very goodly young

Lad standing by me, holding a golden Bow in his hand, and a rich

Quiver of Arrowes hanging at his backe. Catching fast hold on my Hood,

against the ground he threw me rudely, trampling on me with his feete,

and beating me with so many cruell blowes, that I thought my body to

be broken in peeces. Then I desired to know, why he was so rigorous to

me in his correction? Because (quoth he) thou didst so saucily presume

this day, to reprove the celestiall beauty of Madam Lisetta, who (next

to my Mother Venus) I love most dearely. Whereupon I perceived, he was

the great commanding God Cupid, and therefore I craved most humbly

pardon of him. I will pardon thee (quoth he) but upon this

condition, that thou goe to her so soone as conveniently thou canst,

and (by lowly humility) prevaile to obtaine her free pardon: which

if she will not vouchsafe to grant thee, then shall I in stearne anger

returne againe, and lay so many torturing afflictions on thee, that

all thy whole life time shall be most hatefull to thee. And what the

displeased God saide else beside, I dare not disclose, except you

please first to pardon me.

Mistresse shallow-braine, being swolne big with this wind, like an

empty bladder; conceived no small pride in hearing these words,

constantly crediting them to be true, and therefore thus answered. Did

I not tel you Father Albert, that my beauty was celestiall? But I

sweare by my beauty, notwithstanding your idle passed arrogancy, I

am heartily sorry for your so severe correction; which that it may

no more be inflicted on you, I do freely pardon you; yet with this

proviso, that you tell me what the God else saide unto you; whereto

Fryar Albert thus replyed. Madam, seeing you have so graciously

vouchsafed to pardon me, I will thankfully tell you all: but you

must be very carefull and respective, that whatsoever I shall

reveale unto you, must so closely be concealed, as no living

creature in the World may know it; for you are the onely happy Lady

now living, and that happinesse relleth on your silence and

secrecie: with solemne vowes and protestations she sealed up her

many promises, and then the Fryar thus proceeded.

Madam, the further charge imposed on me by God Cupid, was to tell

you, that himselfe is so extremely enamored of your beauty, and you

are become so gracious in his affection; as, many nights he hath

come to see you in your Chamber, sitting on your pillow, while you

slept sweetly, and desiring very often to awake you, but onely fearing

to affright you. Wherefore, now he sends you word by me, that one

night he intendeth to come visite you, and to spend some time in

conversing with you. But in regard he is a God, and meerely a spirit

in forme, whereby neither you or any else have capacity of beholding

him, much lesse to touch or feele him: he saith that (for your sake)

he will come in the shape of a man, giving me charge also to know of

you, when you shall please to have him come, and in whose similitude

you would have him to come, whereof he will not falle; in which

respect, you may justly thinke your selfe to be the onely happy

woman livng, and farre beyond all other in your good fortune.

Mistresse want-wit presently answered, shee was well contented, that

God Cupid should love her, and she would returne the like love

againe to him; protesting withill, that wheresoever shee should see

his majesticall picture, she would set a hallowed burning Taper before

it. Moreover, at all times he should be most welcome to her,

whensoever hee would vouchsafe to visite her; for, he should alwayes

finde her alone in her private Chamber: on this condition, that his

olde Love Psyches, and all other beauties else whatsoever, must be set

aside, and none but her selfe onely to be his best Mistresse,

referring his personall forme of appearance, to what shape himselfe

best pleased to assume, so that it might not be frightfull, or

offensive to her.

Madam (quoth Friar Albert) most wisely have you answered, and

leave the matter to me; for I will take order sufficiently, and to

your contentment. But you may do me a great grace, and without any

prejudice to your selfe, in granting me one poore request; namely,

to vouchsafe the Gods appearance to you, in my bodily shape and

person, and in the perfect forme of a man as now you behold me: so may

you safely give him entertainment, without any taxation of the

world, or ill apprehension of the most curious inquisition. Beside,

a greater happinesse can never befall me: for, while he assumeth the

soule out of my body, and walketh on the earth in my humane figure:

I shall be wandering in the joyes of Lovers Paradise, feeling the

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