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60 MONTAIGNE'S ESSAYES<br />

say truth, they had all beene wearied twice or thrice<br />

over, and were faine to shift severall times. Many<br />

remedies were presently offered me, but I tooke none,<br />

supposing verily I had beene deadly hurt in the head.<br />

To say truth, it had beene a very happy death : For,<br />

the weaknesse of my discourse hindered me from<br />

judging of it, and the feeblenesse of my body from<br />

feeling the same. Me thought I was yeelding up the<br />

ghost so gently, and after so easie and indolent a<br />

manner, that I feele no other action lesse burthensome<br />

than that was. But when I began to come to life<br />

againe and recover my former strength—<br />

Vt tandem sensus convaluere met— l<br />

At last when all the sprites I beare,<br />

Recalled and recollected were—<br />

which was within two or three houres after, I presently<br />

felt my selfe full of aches and paines all my body<br />

over; for, each part thereof was with the violence of the<br />

fall much brused and tainted; and for two or three<br />

nights after I found my self so ill, that I verily<br />

supposed I shold have had another fit of death : But<br />

that a more lively, and sensible one : (and to sneak<br />

plaine) I feele my bruses yet, and feare me shall do<br />

while I live: I will not forget to tell you, that the last<br />

thing I could rightly fall into againe was the remembrance<br />

of this accident, and I made my men many<br />

times to repeat me over and over againe, whither I was<br />

ooing, whence I came, and what houre that chance<br />

befell me, before I could throughly conceive it<br />

Concerning the manner of my falling, they in favour of<br />

him who had beene the cause of it, concealed the truth<br />

from me, and told me other Aim flam tales. But a<br />

while after and the morrow next, when my memorie<br />

began to come to itselfe againe, and represent the state<br />

unto me wherein I was at the instant, when I perceived<br />

the horse riding over me (for being at my neeles, I<br />

chanced to espy him and helde my selfe for dead : yet<br />

was the conceit so sudden that feare had no leasure to<br />

¹ OVID. Trist, 1. i. El. iii. 14.

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