To thinke not, without cause, not to be viewed,
Dainties they are of loue of all despised.
O how glad would I haue beene, said Syluanus, to haue heard this Sonnet, when I poured out so many vaine teares, and had so many disfauours of ingratefull Diana. What comfort couldst thou haue had, saide Syrenus, since his purpose and intent doth maruellously import, that they are the pleasures and ioyes of loue, to faine (without any cause thereof) that they are not loued, so that to vnderstand, that they are not loued (hauing good cause to beleeue it) they should be no sweetes nor dainties of loue. Whereupon perceiuing so cleerely that Diana did not loue thee, thou shouldst haue had but small comfort by this Sonnet. I perceiued well enough, answered Syluanus; that I was despised, but yet for all that, would not conceiue, that I knew so much. It is well saide (saide Doria) talke no more of times that are gone and past, since both of you are content with this, that is present. And thou faire Stela for the loue of vs all proceede in thy sweet discourse. In many other songs (said Stela) they passed away a good time with sicice Gorphoâˆ£rost: and now that Titan went downe to visite the other earth, he tooke his leaue of them, requesting Parthenius to come and visite him sometimes, promising him, that when he came to passe ouer the riuer, he woulde not faile to come and helpe him ouer. That night I slept not soundly in my bed, nor with much rest, for so manie imaginations of things that I had passed the day before, & of many other more, ran vp and down in my troubled fantasies, that I could take no rest at all. For I thought of the goodly behauiour, graces, and beautie, and personage of the two Shepherds, each thing in them seeming to me (being not men of flockes as I supposed) more woorthie of greater things then my selfe. The sorrowfull wordes of Delicius song written in the tree, filled me full of pirie, and the frantike iealousie that (rooted in my hart) I had of Crimine for Parthenius sake, stung me mortally. On the one side I endeuoured not to loue, and was vnwilling on the other, that any should loue them besides my selfe. In the trouble of which considerations hauing a good while turâˆ£moyled my wearied spirits, at the very point when faire Aurora began to awake, a profound sleepe began to take more holde on me, then in the whole night before. I dreamed, but will not tell you what, bicause I desire to forget it: let it suffice, that th’extreme fear of so horrible a dream awaking me, eased me in som sort. Seeing my selfe free from that danger, as if my bed had beene in fault, the onely cause of my sorrowe, and full of stinging vipers, and fierie flames, with a sudden seare I lept out of it. At the noise whereof Crimine, who lay with me, awaked, and enquiring the cause of my sursault, I answered her, that it was nothing but a starte in a fearefull and vnacquainted dreame: which should not be a small one (said Crimine) since (my friend) it hath altered thee so much, that there is no colour left in thy face, but such as in dead & pale bodies; and thine eies swelling with seares, not yet sully ascended vp to issue foorth, seeme to burst, for the great force and desire they haue to weepe. It was so said I, for I would haue thought they had opened my brest. Crimine with a gracious smile (who is no lesse in all she doth) began to iest a little with me, and vnâˆ£lacing my bodie, & looking into my brest, said. Truely thy dreame hath not shewed thee any thing contrary to the truth, for it is open, and hath beene to receiue into it there all possibilitie of beautie. And yet if thou wilt giue me leaue, I will tell thee more. She had little neede to aske me leaue, that tooke it of her-selfe so frankly to tell me what shee did. But tell me what thou wilt (saide I.) Although thy brest, said she is open, yet hath Delicius his more open to receiue thee in. But rather thine