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THE SECOND BOOKE 131<br />

a man to weare out a whole night, in all opportunitie<br />

and libertie, in companie of a faire mistresse, long<br />

time before sued-unto, and by him desired ; religiously<br />

keeping his wo<strong>rd</strong>, if he have engaged himselfe, to be<br />

contented with simple kisses and plaine touching. I<br />

am of opinion that the example of the sport in hunting<br />

would more fit the same: wherein as there is lesse<br />

pleasure, so there is more distraction and surprising,<br />

whereby our reason being amazed, looseth the leasure<br />

to prepare her selfe against it: when as after a long<br />

questing and beating for some game, the beast doth<br />

suddainiy start, or rowse up before us, and haply in<br />

such a place where we least expected the same. That<br />

suddaine motion, and riding, and the earnestnesse of<br />

sbowting, jubeting and hallowing, still ringing in our<br />

eares, would make it verie ha<strong>rd</strong> for those who love that<br />

kind of close or chamber-hunting, at that verie instant,<br />

to withdraw their thoughts else-where. And poets<br />

make Diana victoriously to triumph both over the firebrand<br />

and arrowes of Cupid.<br />

Quia non malarum quas amor curat habet<br />

Hoec inter obhvisatur ? ¹<br />

While this is doing, who doth not forget<br />

<strong>The</strong> wicked cares wherewith Love's heart doth fret ?<br />

But to returne to my former discourse, I have a verie<br />

feeling and tender compassion of other mens afflictions,<br />

and should more easily weep for companie sake, if<br />

possible for any occasion whatsoever I could shed<br />

teares. <strong>The</strong>re is nothing sooner moveth teares in me<br />

than to see others weepe, not onely fainedly, but howsoever,<br />

whether truly or forcedly. I do not greatly<br />

waile for the dead, but rather envie them. Yet doe I<br />

much waile and moane the dying. <strong>The</strong> canibales and<br />

savage people do not so much offend me with roasting<br />

and eating of dead bodies, as those which torment and<br />

persecute the living. Let any man be executed by law,<br />

now deservedly soever, I cannot endure to behold the<br />

execution with an unrelenting eye. Some one going<br />

¹ HOR. Epod ii. 37.

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