The First Part.

WHen King Henry VIII. ascended the Throne, he was Young, Handsom, Active, Amorous, Liberal, and Valiant: And having been Edu­cated by a severe Fa­ther, to be an Ecclesiastick; as soon as he wore the Crown, he determin'd to in­dulge himself, for all the Austerities he had suffer'd, while he was destin'd to the Priesthood.

The whole Kingdom, at so brave a Prince's being their Head and Example, began to assume a new Face; and from [Page 2] that affected Gravity which the Nobili­ty and Gentry had put on, to please the deceased King; they dedicated them­selves to that way of Life, which was more sutable to their own Genius, as well as to their Monarch's: And by their so warmly embracing the Change, mani­fested it was the product of their Inclina­tions.

King Henry, for some Reasons of State, (with none of which I resolve to meddle) was married to the Widow of his Bro­ther Arthur, whose Virtue being greater than her Beauty, had a much larger share in his Esteem, than in his Love. For that [...]assion will receive no Laws but what it freely gives unto it self; and is a King over Kings, nay, some presume to say, has been even a Pope over Popes.

While the Complements of Sorrow, were paying to Henry VII. our young King, attended by Howard, who was af­terwards Duke of Norfolk, went pri­vately in disguise, to divert himself a Hunting in the Forest near Greenwich; but his own Apartments at Baynards Castle, were lock'd up, as if he himself had been a close Mourner in them; which [Page 3] the unknowing and good natur'd of the Court, ascrib'd to an excess of Grief; for when 'tis real, it hates to have Lookers on. And believing this themselves, easily and gladly infused it into others. So that the first five years of Nero's Reign, gave not greater hopes to the Romans, than this supposed Mourning did to the English; so apt are good Subjects to be­lieve well of their Princes, when they have but the least Rise to do it.

But while the Ignorant were entertain­ing themselves, with the prospect of Feli­cities to come, our Henry and Howard, were entertaining themselves with the Recreations of the Countrey, and contri­ving how to employ their Youth, in those enjoyments, which are most relished by it.

They went to a Keepers Lodge in the Forest, who knew not who they were; but finding them Liberal to the height, they were proportionably served.

The morning being fair, it invited them to hunt a Stag; the Chace was long, and the Hounds often changing; the Compa­ny was dispers'd: whereby the King was as much alone in the Forest, as he was [Page 4] thought to be in the Court. When he had even tyred himself with hard Riding, and by the heat of the day, came to a large Tree which oversha­dowed a Brook; the shade and the murmur, invited him to alight, and to cast himself on the Grass, where he soon fell asleep.

By accident a young Gentleman, whose name was Charles Brandon, was then re­turning from his Travels, and from the High-way, hearing the Cry of the Hounds, spur'd his Horse into the Forest, to share in the Sport which Fortune seem'd to Present him. He therefore leaving himself absolutely to her con­duct, laid the Reins on the Horses neck at the meeting of three paths, that he might take his choice; the Horse took the mid­dlemost, which he had not walked in a Furlong, but his Rider saw in the same path, a young Gentleman, handsom to admiration, coming towards him, with his Arm interwoven, in that of a Gentle­womans, whose Beauty, Stature, Shape, and Motion, struck him with new asto­nishment.

And to speak the Truth, never any [Page 5] Mans admiration was paid with greater justice, than his was to that adorable Stranger; her Natural Perfections, need­lesly owed something to the Dress she was then in, which resembled that of Di­ana in the Chace; and the Habit of a Nymph which she then wore, discover'd so many Charms to Brandon, that his Eyes saw more captivating shapes than his Fancy could have imagin'd.

While he was entertaining himself in Raptures, at the sight of so much Beauty; and with Envy, at the person who seem'd to be the Monarch of it; he saw the hunted Stag, all imbos'd, brush into the path these Lovers were in; who were so intent, in what they said and did, that they neither saw Brandon, who was be­fore them; nor heard the Stag, who was galloping after them.

But Brandon being sensible of their danger, cryed out to them aloud twice or thrice to look to themselves; for the in­raged Beast was burnished, and it was near Rutting-time: had he been certain the fury of the Stag would have been onely employed against the Gentleman, possibly he had not given the warning [Page 6] which he then did; since to have been freed from such an Enemy, by such an ac­cident, was more desirable, than to dis­possess him of such a Mistriss was hope­ful, or so much as promising.

The two Lovers, at the repeated cryes of the Stranger, turned their eyes towards him, and observing he pointed earnestly at something behind them, they instantly looked that way; but the notice his ci­vility and care had given, was so far from being beneficial to them, the danger be­ing so near, as the Gentleman, to avoid it, flung himself into the Wood; and the Lady having three times shreek'd, fell all along, having no more the courage to stir out of the place, than her Lover had to stay in it.

The Stag immediately began to run at her, with his Antlers; but before he did her any hurt, though he twice pierc'd her cloaths, Brandon had leap'd off of his Horse, drew his Sword, and had made the furious Beast quit the assault of a de­fenceles [...] Enemy, to mind the attack of an assaulting one.

But when Brandon had got between the Lady and the Stag, both his and her [Page 7] greatest apprehensions were past; and though she got up, with all the agility which Fear does usually inspire, yet she could not abandon her generous Pro­tector; and being unable, but by her Prayers for his safety, to contribute to­wards it, she was making those for him on her knees, and with too much ardency, to be singly the Product of Gratitude.

For the service he then did her, could not be greater than her sense of it, or the merit and good meen of the person who paid it; since, in one word, he was in our Sex, what the Lady was in hers.

The place in which this Accident hap­ned, was so near to that where our Mo­narch lay asleep, as the cryes and shreeks had awak'd him; and by their continu­ance, being guided to the place from whence they came, he saw what put him in mind of that Hero, the Noble Order of whose Knighthood, he himself was the Head; whether this remembrance, or his admiration of the beauty of the Nymph, which his heart, by some secret emotions, told him was, or sooner would be his Conqueror, did awhile make him conti­nue moveless, I cannot tell; but as soon [Page 8] as he had seen the danger her Protector was in, (for his Cloaths were all bloody) or rather to participate in the Duty and Honour of her deliverance, his Genero­sity, or growing Flame, made him imme­diately draw his Sword, and by a mena­cing Cry, compell'd the Stag to turn to­wards him, and then to run so fiercely at him; that by his too intent gazing on his new Mistriss, he had like to have recei­ved from the irritated Beast more fatal wounds, than had been yet given him by the Beauty he was serving.

How many glorious Successes had our Nation been rob'd of, and how many stupendious Vicissitudes had the World avoided, if the fury of the Stag had not been diverted by the destiny of the King; but though the mournfullest ef­fects of it, were hinder'd by his Agility, yet he could not avoid the shock, but was by the impetuosity of it, cast upon the ground, with such violence, that it de­priv'd him for a moment of the use of his senses.

The Stag had so overshot himself, by missing what he meant should only have stopped his career, that before he could [Page 9] turn about to finish what he had in part failed of, our Monarch had recover'd spi­rits enough to see his danger, but not to revenge or prevent it; and just as the Stag was running at him the second time, at which the Nymph made a great shreek, Brandon generously bestrid the Kings body, and with undaunted courage, and great dexterity, defended it long e­enough for our Prince to get up, and with his Sword in his hand to contribute to the death of that Enemy, which had been so near acting his.

The Stag was no sooner fallen, but our Monarch and Brandon forgetting to ac­knowledge to one another, the mutual obligations they had so recently given, and received, went hastily as it had been by Concert, to offer their Services to the Beauty to whom they had paid such sig­nal ones, who received them both, with the Retributions which their good Meens and their Actions so abundantly meri­ted.

Her fear being vanished, which had too much conquer'd the vermillion of her Face, the lovely red re-assumed the Throne again, with so much lustre, as [Page 10] never two hearts at once, were vanquish'd with so much celerity, and so little resist­ance, as our Henry's and Brandon's were.

But when together with her exterior Charms, those of her Discourses had uni­ted themselves, neither of our Gallants could tell by which of the Senses, Love made the shortest approach to their Hearts.

She saluted them both, with a grace peculiar to herself, and with words as inchanting as her eyes so that they both began to believe that what Poets fancied, was to them a reality, and that this was the Goddess of the Forest.

But as soon as she perceiv'd Brandon's cloaths all wet with his blood, and that some still trickled from a wound he had in the Neck; his could not run faster from the Hurt, than hers did from her Face; so that taking hastily an Incarna­tion Skarf, which was cast about her shoulder, she went with it trembling and blushing to her new Adorer, and desired his permission with her hand to stop that blood, which had been so obligingly shed in her service.

[Page 11] Brandon received the charming favor on his knees, and told her, trembling and blushing more than she, I thought, Madam, the delight of being wounded in the honour of your service, was incapable of any acces­sion; but this unmeritable condescention of yours, has convinced me of that error; and nothing could diminish my joy, but that 'tis rais'd by your trouble.

But, Madam, (he continued) how could the person, whom you blest with such evi­dences of your favor, before your danger, abandon you in it? Ah! how unworthy was he of those felicities I saw you confer on him.

These last words he accompanied with a sigh, and she heard them with a smile; which our young Lover knew not how to interpret.

But our Monarch more sensibly woun­ded, by this kindness of his new Con­queress to his Rival, than he had been by the Stag, leaning against a Tree, and fold­ing his arms one within another, by some sighs, which reached the Ladies ear, made her turn hastily towards him, and then to ask him, Whether he had also received any wound, which needed her assistance?

[Page 12]Our Henry reply'd, with a look which told her his passion, Yes, Madam, I have received a wound, and a more dangerous one than his; [...] that, if he of us two which most needs the happiness of your concern­ment, has the best title to it, your charity has hitherto been misemployed.

The fair Nymph was cover'd with blushes at this unexpected Declaration, and Brandon was so peek'd at it, that [...] she immediately interpos'd both her Prayers and Commands, and added her Promises, that she would forgive their dis­respect to her, if they forgave each other, as in a moment the calm was as great, as the storm else would have been.

And finding, by the temper of these two Gallants, that the fire she had sup­prest by her authority and presence, might revive in her absence, she conjur'd them for her sake to promise solemnly they would eternally become friends; and that they would evidence they had granted her earnest request, by an immediate em­bracing of one another: it was impossi­ble to tell which of them was most ex­peditions in paying his obedience; for though by accident they were engaged [Page 13] [...]n a difference, yet by inclination they had contracted so good an opinion of each other, that nothing less than being Ri­vals, could have hinder'd them at first sight from being friends.

The fair Mediatress of this Peace, was doubly pleas'd with it; for she not on­ly hinder'd a quarrel between persons to whom she was much obliged, but the manner of their obeying her, gave her a welcome evidence of the Ascendant she had over them.

Every one of the three being ignorant who the other two were, and all being desirous no [...] longer to continue in that unhappiness, she entreated her two Deli­verers, to acquaint her who they were. Our Monarch immediately acquainted her his name was Tudar, that he had the happiness to belong to the King, and the great honour to be his Kinsman; and that he was that morning come from the me­lancholy of the Court, to divert himself a Hunting.

Brandon immediately paid him those respects which his being of the Royal Blood, were justly due unto him; and with all the civility imaginable, beg'd his [Page 14] pardon, for what his ignorance of his quality had made him guilty of, and could only apologize for; protesting he so highly reverenced every one of the sa­cred blood of his Prince, that his own to the last drop of it, should be joyfully shed in the duty of their service.

Our Prince repaid his Civility with fresh Embraces, and there began that friendship which our most celebrated Hi­storians have Recorded, and with Justice too, since it never ended but with their Lives.

The fair Lady who had asked the que­stion, was so pleas'd, that she owed her safety to one of the Royal Blood, and with the celerity and chearfulness he had paid to her commands, that she could not but express her joy and gratitude at both; but in words and actions so taking, that if any part of our Kings heart did remain unconquer'd until then, it conti­nued so no longer.

And therefore begging to know her name, she told him it was Izabella y [...]t that she was Daughter to my Lord—that she was come from London, the usual place of her Fathers residence, to visit [Page 15] some Companions of hers, at a Palace near the Forest; that to divert the La­dies and Gentry of the Neighborhood, they were engaged to Act a Play called Endimion, in which she was to represent Diana, and therefore to try her Habit, was drest in it, that morning when walk­ing to enjoy the freshness of it, they had been more than Witnesses of her disaster, for they generously freed her from it.

Brandon then in obedience to her com­mands, told her his Name, and that he was a younger Son of a Noble Family; that one of the pleasingst and fatalst acci­dent that the invention or malice of Destiny could possibly contrive, had ne­cessitated him to Travel into Foreign Countries, to subdue, or at least mitigate his melancholy.

And then to divert the fair Izabella's more particular inquiry, and to satisfie his own impatience, beg'd her, with a vi­sible concernment, to let him know who the happy Gentleman was who had pos­sest the honour of attending her before her danger, and was guilty of forsaking her in it.

The King, who knew nothing of this [Page 16] before, and was not a little alarm'd at Brandon's sighing, when he asked the question, continued in a deep silence, ex­pecting her answer; which she made smi­lingly, and by desiring him to consider, if he were not too curious to press for that a second time, which she had denied the first.

Brandon beg'd her Pardon; which she assured him of, if he would, as they retur­ned to Charleton, for that was the name of the Palace to which she intended to go, acquaint her with that Story by Retail, which what he had said of it in Epitomy, made her desirous to hear.

Brandon conjur'd her more than once, to dispense with his obedience therein, since it would renew his grief, and he fear'd infect her with it. But this Reply adding to her Curiosity, he was at last vanquished by her, and the Kings intrea­ties, having put herself in the midst, and walking softly towards Charle­ton, Brandon having cast up his eyes to Heaven, and fetch'd a groan from the very bottom of his heart, began the ensuing Relation.

ENGLISH ADVENTURES BY A Person of Honour.
The Second Part.

WHen Brandon was a while re­cover'd of his fainting, and had learn'd where he was, by the Servants appointed to at­tend him, and to whose favor he owed, what he receiv'd, he blest those wounds, which had produced for him such advantageous effects.

As soon as his Physitian had told the company he might be seen, he received the Visits of all those Beauties; and she in whose service he was hurt, was the most assiduous about him▪ but though her being so, proceeded chiefly from her gratitude, and good nature, yet he ho­ped [Page 48] 'twas from a more obliging cause; so apt are Lovers to entertain what they most desire.

Yet the great Familiarities he had seen betwixt Izabella, and the handsom Gen­tleman she was walking with, before her late Adventure, gave him no little alarm; which was much heightened, by his never being able to learn from her, what, or who he was though he often and excee­dingly prest it: yet still Brandon flatter'd himself with a belief, that so mean an action of his Rivals, would ruine him in his Mistrisses favour; and when he trem­bled at the remembrance how partial Love is, and how it will overlook all faults in those to whom it is once given, yet he would again console himself with the belief, that who was kind to a Coward, might be soon induced to be­come so, to a Man of Valor.

While he recover'd, by the help of such pleasing hopes, the Comedy was Acted, and soon after most of the Assembly dis­persed themselves; but Izabella conti­nued with Vtresia, who was newly mar­ried to a Lord so young, as he was sent to Travel; and had committed the care of [Page 49] his House, his Lady, and his Estate, to his Sister, some seven years elder than he, her Name was Maria: and though she was handsom, yet not so to the degree she desired; whereby not being overlikely to be cryed up for a Beauty, she resolv'd to be esteem'd for her Judgment and Discretion.

Maria therefore to make her Sister-in-law pass the time of her young Brothers absence the least unpleasantly that she could, had got all the good company of the Neighborhood to that meeting, and by many other divertisements, endeavor'd to do therein what she had design'd.

Vtresia and Maria being almost never separated from Izabella, and she, at [...] hours, seldom absent from Brandon, those four persons spent not [...]ll their time.

And though Brandon chiefly made his Addresses to Izabella, yet he could not but observe in Vtresia's looks, something which seem'd to tell him, she was some­what more than civil.

Nay, at last, Maria herself became so diligent about him, as it appear'd rather the effect of Kindness, than Care, where­by Brandon found he had most favour [Page 50] from two, where he was not so covetous of it, than from one where he most desi­red it.

His condition permitting him only to divert the Ladies by his discourses, he at­tempted to do it that way, and was so successful therein, that they admired the Charms of his wit, as much as those of his good looks.

One Evening, while Izabella and Ma­ria were enjoying the cool of it, in the Garden, Vtresia came to visit Brandon ▪ but instantly made as if she would retire, pretending she was told, her two friends were then with him: But Brandon so civilly and pressingly conjur'd her not to deprive him of the blessing of her com­pany▪ because he was deny'd the happi­ness of theirs, that she blush'd, and obey'd.

He thought this was a fit opportunity▪ to learn from her, what Izabella had still deny'd him, and therefore earnestly beg'd her, to know who the Gentleman was, that [...]n her friends distress, had so criminally abandon'd her ▪

Vtresia, who found by the manner of hi [...] asking the question, how much he wa [...] [Page 51] concern'd in it; assur'd him, She was not a little troubled, that her friends Injuncti­ons had tyed her therein to Silence. But she added maliciously and smilingly, I am mistaken, if I guess not at the cause of your inquiry, and therefore all I can do towards satisfying you, is, that 'tis a person whom Izabella loves so entirely, as I believe you would repeat worse wounds than those you have, that she lov'd you as well.

Brandon sigh'd and blush'd; and Vtresia being thereby more peek'd, told him, I know not what temper the Beauties hearts are of in France and Germany, but if they are of the same as ours, 'tis an un­hopeful attempt, to remove a Lover who has once gotten the possession; and whatever your success may have been in those foreign Coun­tries, let me advise you to take care, how you embark your self in a Passion for Izabella, who I doubt you will find is as constant, as fair.

At the close of this warning, Izabella and Maria having ended their Walk, came to visit our Gallant; and Vtresia perceiving they were surpriz'd, to find her alone with him, told them in some confusion how it had hap [...]n'd.

[Page 52]Their entertainment that evening was of Love; and Vtresia being of a gay humour, began to inveigh against the Formality of making it in Spain and Ita­ly, and the dulness of it in Germany.

Maria, to keep up the discourse, made a satyrical one, against the Levity of the French Courtship, alledging▪ That Love, which is one of the most intent Acts of the Soul, was, by their airy humor, turned into ridioulousness.

This Contest was hardly begun, when one of the Pages came to acquaint Ma­ria and Vtresia, that Mr. Wilmore was come to wait on them.

They were loth to leave Brandon, and it had been uncivil not to entertain Wil­more; Vtresia therefore asked Brandon, If he would allow them to receive the Visit in his Chamber: And added, To incline you to it, I believe his conversation will di­vert you; for he has been bred in France, and makes it part of his business to introduce their Modes (especially in Love) amongst us, and I fear I shall need his help, to main­tain my Argument against my sister.

Brandon having assur'd them, That though the Stranger should be the very worst [Page 53] company in the World, yet he had much ra­ther admit of his, than be depriv'd of the honour of theirs.

Wilmore was call'd in, and when he had paid his Civilities to all the Company, Vtresia engaged him to be her second against Maria, a Province which he wil­lingly accepted; and then began so in­geniously to Raillé those who were con­stant in Love, without the speedy hopes of a return, making thereby an Amour a solemn business, when the nature of it is pleasant and gay, that he set all the Company a laughing: But Maria, who to continue her assum'd gravity and discre­tion, said with much seriousness, That it was in Love, as in War, where a General should be cautious how he undertook a Siege, but being engaged in one, he ought to dye, or carry the place. Then turning to Wil­more, she told him, Do you think, Sir, had you beleaguer'd a Fortress, you would suf­ficiently Apologize for raising your Siege, by saying, the Conquest was not worth the Pain▪ and you thought the Fort pregnable, but finding it was not you would attack ano­ther that was.

[Page 54] Pardon me, Madam, Wilmore reply'd, if I think you mistake the Case; for I never said I was for a Siege in Love: That is the dull method of those Countries whose Discipline in Amours I abominate, I am for the French Mode, where the first day I ei­ther conquer my Mistriss, or my Passion. Alexander the Great, lost more time in besieging Tyre, than he employ'd to conquer India. I instance this one example in War, because you made Love a parallel to it; by which, Madam, you may find, That the greatest Generals, as the wisest Lovers, should be storming, and not besieging, what they would take.

If this rational method were pursued, Women would be too wise to expect long ap­proaches, and Men not such Fools as to make them.

Nor indeed did I ever see any Woman ( I mean in France) cry up Constancy, but she was decaying; for when any thing but Love is to [...] Love, 'tis a proof Beau­ty cannot do it, and then also nothing els [...] can.

A young Gentleman who was my Fellow Traveller, undertook to besiege a Ladie [...] heart at Monpellier, in meer melancholy [Page 55] wilfulness, because he knew she had given it to another; I left him in that English Rode, and while he was not gaining that Mistriss, I had won and lost twenty: But at last he grew wiser, and then happier.

Vtresia being pleas'd at this Story, it netled Maria the more, who said, She had heard of a General, who because he would alwayes storm, and not besiege places, had never taken any; Experience also teaches us, that Fortresses which can soon be taken, will soon be lost. And, Madam, said Wil­more, Experience likewise teaches us, that some Fortresses cost more to take, than they are worth when taken. I who Court Beau­ties by dozens at once, play a hopefuller Game, than he who only Courts one all his life: he may think he has good luck, if he takes that one; but I am sure I have ill luck, if I take not many; nor did I ever fear that she would be an unconstant Mistriss, after she has been kind: for if she should be, it ought to be more her trouble, than mine.

The noise which was made in the Court, at the coming into it, of a Cha­riot, and some Horsemen, made Izabella, who seem'd least concerned in the dis­pute, [Page 56] look out at the Window, she knew it to be her Fathers, and one of the Gentlemen coming up, presented her a Letter, which when she had read, she gave it to Vtresia and Maria, and then ac­quainted Brandon with the Contents of it, which were, That her Father being the next morning early to go into Somersetshire (his Vncle being dangerously sick) she was to come away immediately to him, to re­ceive his orders, during his absence.

Izabella obey'd, but exprest more sor­row for losing so much good Company, than for her great Uncles danger; and having with much kindness and concern­ment recommended Brandon's Cure to Vtresia and Maria, (which their growing Passion for him, made a work of Super­ [...]rogation) making also excuses to him, That her Duty to her Father, drew her from her actual care of him, she took her leave; but left Brandon more wounded by her Absence, than by the Stag.

Vtresia and Maria waited on Izabella to her Chariot, and by many embraces in it, seem'd desirous never to leave her; yet the tears at their separation, were the ef­fects of their contentment, for they knew [Page 57] how powerful a Rival was remov'd; and their hopes were greater to win Brandon from each other, than to gain him from her; which evidences Friendship yields to Love, and Sincerity to Dissembling, when once we are throughly engaged in that Passion.

While Brandon is recovering of his wounds, and those two Ladies were con­triving the most promising waves to make him sensible of theirs, Izabella came to her Fathers, and found with him a Gen­tleman newly returned from his Travels▪ whose name was Goodman; he was young, rich, and had learn'd rather the empty and vicious Modes of Foreign Countries, than the solid benefit which Voyaging well improved, might have taught him, a fault too common in our young Nobless.

As soon as he saw Izabella, he start [...]ed, and made a great cry, to celebrate his ad­miration at her beauty; and in short (for Love which terminates in Marriage, is not of the essentials of my History) he fell so desperately in Love with her, that being of an ancient Family, wealthy, and at his own dispose, and my Lord—be­ing [Page 58] not over-able to give his Daughters Portion sutable to her Birth; together with Goodman's declaring, 'Twas Felicity sufficient to have such a Wife; the journey to the dying Uncle was put off, and in three dayes, our amorous young Travel­ler married Izabella: But with so much melancholy in her Face and Heart, as those few which were present at the Nup­tials, too visibly saw she sacrific'd her Happiness to her Duty; for her Father would admit of no excuses, much less of a denial.

Goodman finding himself in possession of so much beauty, minded not so much the title he had to it, as he did the enjoy­ment of it.

While our Henry was thus eternally deprived of what some squeemish Lo­vers are fondest of, he was so happy as to be ignorant of his misfortune, and was with Howard in the Lodge, hourly con­sulting how to obtain, what actually he had lost; but he had made a Confident of his Rival: for our young Norfolk, was shot as deeply as his Prince; and was as intently concerned to Cure his own wound, as his Monarch to Cure his. Yet [Page 59] he had the Art to disguise his own condi­tion, and to appear so warmly concern'd for his Masters, as it planted him in a higher station in his favor.

He knew the best and shortest Expe­dient to be well with a young and amo­rous Prince, was to be trusted and em­ploy'd in his Amours; and he more than hoped, being likely to become a Love Ambassador, with the greater facility to effect his own design, while he seemingly appear'd for his Kings.

The news of this hasty Wedding, was the day of it brought to Charleton, and was variously entertain'd by the three chief persons there; Brandon at the re­ceiving it, fell back into a Fever; and Vtresia and Maria had like to have been assaulted with the same distemper, but from a different motive; joy and grief, though most opposite passions of the Soul, often producing the like effects.

But Brandon, who from a deep sorrow for the death of one Mistri [...]s, was fallen passionately in Love with another, recol­lecting his thoughts, and summoning all his reason to his assistance, inquired dili­gently what kind of person Izabella's new [Page 60] Husband was; and being assured, He ow'd his success intirely to his Estate, and Izabella 's Obedience to her Fathers positive and stern Commands; he soon recover'd of his Relapses, concluding, That she who would make herself miserable to please a Parent, would be brought to recompence her self, the latter being the more natural Action.

Nor could he forget the Caresses he saw her bestow on her Gallant in the Forest, whose Name it was impossible for him to learn, from whence he judg'd her Constancy was not as great as her Beau­ty; and that meerly her Duty to her Fa­ther having made her marry another, she would satisfie herself, after she had pleas'd him.

Brandon also was not so much a stran­ger to his own merit, as to despair that she who could be anothers besides her Hus­bands, might be prevail'd with to love a third; for in such cases, the appetite in­creases with the eating.

While he fed his Hopes with this Diet, he mended so visibly, as his two Lovers concluded, his resentments had presented him with his Cure; whereby believing [Page 61] the Fortress was without a Garison, they had the firmer thoughts (but each of them a part) they might become the Possessor of it.

I will leave them awhile on their De­signs, and return to the Lodge, where our Henry, by the bruise of his Fall, and the emotions of his first Amours (which are commonly the most ardent) was so much indispos'd, as he stir'd not out for four or five dayes, during which, Howard's servant went to Charleton on the Scout; his first intelligence of impor­tance, was, that Izabella was hastily recal­led to London by her Father: which was unwelcome to our Monarch, who expect­ed better opportunities (all the circum­stances consider'd) to make his Court to her in the Countrey, than in the City: yet he hoped as she went away on a sud­den, her return would be the like; and he promised himself, that by the time she came back, his indisposition would cease, and he might renew his Addresses with more confidence of success.

But on the Intelligencers second return le [...]ing she was married, the certain News thereof was brought to Charleton, [Page 62] amazement and trouble was such, as had Howard been ignorant till then of his Pas­sion, he could have been so no lon­ger.

After half an hours silence and con­sternation, the King instantly took Horse, Gallop'd to the Banks-side by the dusk of the evening, where taking Boat, he cross over to Baynards Castle, stealing into his own Apartment, attended onely by our young Norfolk, whom with all the warmth and concernment of a young and first Lover, he in that moment em­ploy'd him to my Lord—House, giving him so many and such minute instructi­ons, as are too long to be repeated, and could only be dictated by a passionate Lover: But by them his Confident was convinced he had a hard Province, for he must either be false to himself, or to his Prince; he was very unwilling to be the latter, but more to be the former.

Howard being dispatch'd on that Em­bassy, and our Monarch having re-assur [...]'d his Purple, admitted a few of his greatest Counsellors to see him; who believing he had for the last six dayes declare [...]d himself to his Grief, began with all the [Page 63] Formalities of State and Devotion, To beg him at least to mitigate his entertain­ing it in such excess, lest it might be de­structive to his own Health, and consequent­ly to his Kingdoms.

Our Henry in his Heart smil'd at the Gravity and Seasonableness of their Ha­rangues; and at length seem'd to be so much conquer'd by their Intreaties and Reasonings, as he declar'd, That from thenceforth, he would give every day two hours to their Addresses on the Publick Af­fairs; but the rest of the day he would employ both in the duty of his sorrow, and to conquer the fiercest effects of it.

These grave Ministers fail'd not to ac­quaint the rest of the Court, how excel­lent a Prince they had; in whose Grief for the Dead, they might be convinc'd what his Care would be of the Living.

Nor did they omit by Inference, to make their Auditor [...] sensible how pow­erful their own Oratory was, which could so soon begin to vanquish an affliction, that without it, might have prov'd un­conquerable.

The new Queen, when her Father-in-law dyed, was by accident at Windsor, [Page 64] where she resolv'd to continue, till the Royal Solemnities of his Funeral were perform'd, whereby our Henry had the greater liberty: However, frequent Ex­presses were employ'd between them, to console each other; in which charitable offices, 'tis thought they were not long unsuccessful, since no mourning seems more capable of comfort, than his, which proceeds from wearing a Crown.

In the mean time Howard was not idle, for having a Servant who waited on him in his Chamber, called Ieremy, whom he had found by Experiment, had a Genius for all Intrigues, especially amorous ones, he took him apart, and began to consult with him, how to get a Correspondent in my Lord—House. Ieremy told him, You need, Sir, go no farther; for I liv'd a year in it, and had been deprived of the honour of your service, had I not been dis­mist thence, by the morosity of the Steward, who suspected (as the old are usually jealous of the young) I had been a little too fami­liar with Leticia, who was a kind of Go­verness to Izabella, and who still [...] the greatest Ascendent over her.

[Page 65]Our young Norfolk ravish'd to have met with such an Agitator, went with him hastily to an old Servants House of his own, which by fortune was next door to Izabella's; and from thence employ'd Ieremy into my Lord—House, with strict orders, to inform him of all things whatever, both how the Marriage was made, and how affairs went ever since, or were likely to proceed; and if he could, to get Letici [...] to come where he then was, which she might do without the least of­fence to her modesty, the House being a private one, and of good repute. But if he could not prevail with her to come, then that he should discover how the young Couple relish'd one another, and if possibly to engender some disgusts be­tween them; for which service, both he and Leticia should be most prodigally rewarded.

Ieremy, who was sollicitous to live well in the wide World, especially by the du­ty of his calling, for such he judged the serving of his Master was in any thing; bestir'd himself) so vigorously, as in less than half an hour, he usher'd Leticia to [Page 66] his Lord, whom he left alon [...] with her in to Parlor, being too well educated, to listen to his Masters secrets.

Leticia, who was no Novice, and had set up her Rest, to make a Fortune by being the sole Confident of the greatest beauty of England ▪ married by constraint [...]one she despis'd, and who she thought deserved a Monarchs Bed, had Fate been [...] obliging to her, as Nature was sh [...]e to the height▪ at the beginning of the [...] ­ [...]ey▪ Howard, who [...]on found that Gold was an Oratory, which she relish'd above that of Demosthenes, or Cicero, poured such a showre of it into her [...]ap, that from being stubborn as a Cantle [...], she became pliant as a Glove.

This golden Key, made Leticia unlock the secrets of the House, and upon pro­mises of greater Rewards, if by her as­sistance [...]e soon obtain'd the happiness of her [...] esteem, she took her leave to go about it, as well intentioned for him as he could wish and he as full of hopes, as the first lay of such a [...]ommerce could reasonably bestow on him.

[Page 67]While all this was Transacting in the Strand, the King was entertaining his Mi­nisters at Court, they retired just as How­ard came thither; who having resolved to serve his Masters Love seemingly, but really his own, made so unwelcome a Narrative of Izabella's fondness, if not doating on her new Husband, which he had discover'd by her onely Confident, whom he had won with large Gifts, and larger Promises, that our Monarchs Pas­sion being heightned, by the difficultie [...] he found, resolved to overcome all Ob­stacles.

And because he esteem'd it but a half Victory to conquer by the Title of King, he strictly commanded Howard, never to discover who he was, till he became suc­cessful; yet by him he sent Leticia such Presents to be his Sollicitress, under the name of Tudor, that had she overcome her Lady, as much as the Gifts did her, the King had been happy, and she rich.

But though Howard presented her with his Kings Gi [...]ts, yet it was for him­self; and she had with such celerity plan­ted [Page 68] in her Ladies Heart, a Contempt for her Husband, that she was the apter to listen to her Confidents Elogies, in favor of our young Norfolk, who by a thou­sand little services and assiduities, insen­sibly gain'd an interest in Izabella's esteem, and soon after in her Affection; for no progress in nature is more expeditious, than from liking to loving.

Howard who judg'd, notwithstanding these prosperous Advances, he should have a hard Chapter of it, unless he got the friendship of the Husband, as well as the affection of the Wife; set himself about it, and effected it with such suc­cess, as he was sca [...]ce more impatient, when he was out of Izabella's company, than Goodman was, while out of his; whereby had he been jealous of Howard, even that Passion could not have ren­der'd him more inseparable from Howard, than his friendship did; that which gave a beginning to this kindness, was by this accident.

Goodman one evening returning from the Theatre with Izabella, was unex­pectedly assaulted by a Hectoring Crew [Page 69] in the streets, and being pull'd out of his Coach by them, had suffer'd at their hands what they had pleas'd. By chance Howard returning also from the Play, his Chariot followed Goodmans; and hear­ing his Mistriss shreek, look'd hastily to find what might be the cause of it; and seeing those Ruffians begin to Bastonado Goodman, he leap'd out of his Chariot, drew his Sword, and followed by his Pa­ges and Footmen, soon rescued his Friend, by wounding and putting to flight his Assaulters.

Goodman, who never was guilty of any one act of courage, but that of marrying Izabella, was so sensible of this delive­rance, and so taken with the generosity and valor of his Deliverer, as from thence­forth he dedicated that life to him, which he confest he had preserv'd.

Howard, pretending an apprehension that they might attack him again, became his Convoy, and went home in the Cha­riot with Izabella and him; but she paid him so many thanks for what he had done for her Husband, as he began to fear she approv'd it.

[Page 70]As soon as they were got home, Good­man was advised immediately to be let Blood, and withdrew to do it; and Norfolk, in that juncture, made his ap­proaches so successfully, both by the Pre­paratory, and present assistances of Leti­cia, as some, from that hour, believe he possest his Mistresses Heart; who not having had her Education in a Court, or so much as ever frequented one, though she contemn'd her Husband, and lov'd her Gallant, yet she much scrupled to act any thing which might evidence the truth of either: so innocent, yet sensible is Nature, till Art and Example has de­proved it.

Goodman, who from a Countrey edu­cation in England, and an Academical one at Saumar, had leap'd into the Li­centiousness of London, and by his Fa­thers death into a plentiful Fortune, soon thought he should pass for a man that smelt of the Village, unless he was in the first File of the debauched, and there­fore so assiduously addicted himself to such Company, as he soon Commen­ced Doctor of those Liberal Scien­ces.

[Page 71]This false step was not forgiven him by Leticia, nor soon after▪ through her instigation, by Izabella, who inclining to revenge it to the height, was persuaded by her Confident, nothing could merit that Appellation, but being as kind to Howard, as Goodman was to many o­thers.

The Hate she had to her Husband, and the Esteem, if not Passion she had for our young Norfolk, made him, as they say, sooner successful, than otherwise he would have been. But when once he had obtained her last Favors she aban­don'd herself so intirely to the dictates of her Passion, as she repented she had so long deny'd herself the pleasures she then enjoy'd.

But Howard, who found it less difficult to gain her Love, than to disguise his suc­cess from his King, did every day by new inventions endeavor to wean him from a Passion, in which he prophesied he would be unsuccessful.

Sometimes he would at once condemn and admire the Rigidity of her Virtue [...], and at other times, the vigilance of her [Page 72] Husband, who by himself, or incorrupti­ble Spies, was never absent from her; and then would tell his King, Though he ac­knowledg'd she was charming handsom, yet if Beauty were only what he would enjoy, in case he would make use of his zeal and in­dustry in the duty of his service, he durst undertake in a few dayes to bring into his Embraces as captivating a person as Iza­bella.

But our Henry, who had Idea's of Iza­bella too pleasing to be remov'd, or peek­ed with the glory of succeeding in his first Amour, or with the difficulties he found in it, resolv'd unmoveably to per­severe in his design; and therefore or­dered Howard to pursue it to the ut­most.

Yet believing it difficult, if not impos­sible, to vanquish so obstinate a Soul, as he judged Izabella's to be, by the report of Howard, unless he discovered he was her King; and having positively declar'd to him, He scorn'd to owe his Victory in Love, to his Title: ashamed to descend from his first height, he called into his Cabinet a young Gentleman named [Page 73] Denny, who he esteem'd and trusted; and there disclosing to him his Passion for Iza­bella, employ'd him in it, allowing him to discover, 'twas her King was her Ser­vant.

Denny, who knew how much his fu­ture hopes depended on his present suc­cess, gave himself up absolutely to the management of it; and being supply'd unlimitedly with Money and Jewels, he quickly learn'd the influence Leticia had over her Lady, and won the Confident, to betray the Mistriss; for whatever is to be sold in such Markets, he who bids the highest, is certain to be the Buyer▪ Le­ticia had so well improv'd her Fortune in the first Voyage, that she had readily embarked in any second, but greedily became the Factress for a King, who if he did reward her in proportion, to what his Subject had done, she knew she might ever after▪ live at ease with her Ieremy, which was then the utmost of her Am­bition; but as our desires commonly grow with our hopes, she became after­wards the Catholick Ambassadress of our Henry's future Amours.

[Page 74]One may easily believe, though Denny had gain'd her to his interest, yet her own made her keep from his knowledge the secret, o [...] her Lady with Howard, both that the gaining of Izabella might seem the harder, and the reward of it be the larger.

She also was loth to lose our young Norfolk's frequent Presents, which were considerable as being at a Kings expence, and distributed by a prosperous Lover; and she would often also mind herself, that Nature had not given her two Hands, to become rich but with one.

To give her her due, she was more troubled with the fear, that Howard should find she did betray him, than she was to do it.

Nor did Leticia find this so difficult an undertaking, as her first had been, since to seduce a chaste Wife, for a Subject, was a more hard task, than after she had made her flexible to the Duke, to make her become the like to his King.

Towards the better effecting thereof, she artificially contrived opportunities for our Monarch to see her a walking; but [Page 75] those Rencounters were so short, as they added to his passion: for she never ap­pear'd where he might long gaze on her, and alwayes drest to the highest advan­tage.

But our Prince, the more he beheld her Charms, the more impatient he was to possess them; and therefore by Den­ny, incessantly prest Leticia.

The name of being a Mistress (and the first) to a brave and young Monarch; the safety, as well as benefit of such a Lover; the felicity of a change from a lower Gallant to the highest, were so con­stantly the Matinades and Vespers, of the Confident, to her Lady, as Howard seem'd at last, to have no Title but possession; which though it be much in War, yet is little in Love, where the whole tenure is at will and pleasure; whereby the way was so well smoothed for our Henry, as the greatest difficulty was to find a fit opportunity, that what had been conclu­ded upon by Mediators, might be ratifi'd by the Principals.

Leticia, at length, lighted on this Ex­pedient; Goodman's Birth-day being [Page 76] near, she persuaded her Lady to Cele­brate it, by a Feast, a Ball, and at night a Masquerade: The King and Denny, were to be of the latter; who being about one stature, and dressed exactly alike, the one could not be known from the other; they were never to appear at once: so that having Vizards, and other disguises, if one were in the Dance, it was im­possible to know which of them he was.

The King, impatient to gaze on that Beauty he was so soon to possess, danced awhile among the Masqueraders, while Denny stood in a retir'd place, where the Butlers furnisht, those of them with Wine who were thirsty with the Exercise. He was cover'd with a long stuff Cloak, which was the false Scabberd to his dan­cing Cloaths, which he was to cast upon the King, when he himself was to thrust into the Masquerade.

Leticia had agreed, when the King (who passed for one of the ordinary Masqueraders) should step aside, preten­ding to drink, Denny should cast on him his Cloak, and leap into his place of the [Page 77] Dance to supply it; which was to be the signal for her, to conduct our Henry so muffled to her own Chamber, a [...] thence to Izabella's, which join'd unto it; and on her return from carrying the King to the field of the Duel, Izabella should counterfeit a fainting Fit, and by her, and Leticia's Maid, should be carried as in a Swoon, to her own Chamber.

Our Monarch having therefore awhile danced, the sooner to view his Conque­ress, and fancying he might more solidly please himself with the felicities to fol­low, suddenly leap'd to the retired place where Denny stood, who immediately casting his long Cloak on the King, jumpt himself in among the Dancers, and our Henry, by the ready guidance of Leticia, was brought by a Back-stairs into her Chamber, and from thence into her La­dies, where all the preparatives for his reception, were most tempting and mag­nificent.

She left our Monarch there in all the Heats of a longing Lover, and went to Present him with what she more than imagin'd would cure him of that Fever.

[Page 78]When Leticia came again into the room of the Ball, which was her signal to her L [...]y, she was then by accident talk­ing with our young Norfolk ▪ but she had no sooner cast her eyes on her Confident, then covering her Face, and fetching a deep sigh, she sunk into Howard's arms.

Leticia, in an instant, flew to her, cal­led aloud for her own Maid, to help to carry her up to Bed, there to give her some air and rest, which she said [...] had found in like cases, would in an hour or two restore her.

But the Maid not being able to come suddenly enough, by reason of the croud and disorder at this accident, Howard, who believ'd all this Farce to be Trage­dy, and having heard what Leticia had said, snatch'd up Izabella in his arms, and carry'd her up so hastily to her own Chamber, that he had almost entred it, before Leticia could overtake him; for the cro [...]d cleft itself to make him way to carry off the pretended Fainter and as soon as he was past, closed again▪ so as before she could make her way, he was [Page 79] gotten up the stairs, and had certainly gotten into the Chamber▪ had not Leti­cia's repeated cryes, of, Hold, [...]d, stop'd him, to ask her what occasion'd them: she being fled up, bid him instantly set Izabella down, or he would kill her▪ for the celerity of his motion, had taken away her breath, which had once before hapned to her in the like extremity▪ and then by rubbing her face, so cover'd it, as our young Norfolk could not see it; for if he had, it would have discover'd the fallacy: since Izabella so blush'd, at what she was going to do▪ and so [...]ugh'd [...] her hea [...], that chance had like to have made use of one of her Lovers, to be the Adjutant for the other, as if Howard had seen her face, he must have admir'd that a fainting person should have so much vermilion in her cheeks, and mirth in her looks.

While the Confident was thus op [...]or­tunely serving her Lady, and pressing Howard to retire, the Maid being then come to ease him of his office, (for sooner she could not get to them, out of the throng) the King was not without his [Page 80] alarms; he had heard one hastily coming up the stairs, whose tread he knew could not be hi [...] Mistresses, and the reiterated cryes, of, Hold, Hold, which he knew were made by Leticia, both which made him believe he was betray'd by de­sign, or some unhappy accident had dis­cover'd him to Goodman and his Compa­nions; he therefore within the Chamber door, drew his Sword, and having that in his Hand▪ he thought he was abler to give fear, than to receive any impressions of it, but those of being then disappoin­ted of his promised felicity.

But, on a sudden, the Vacarme ceased, Howard retired, and Leticia having ad­justed the fair Izabella's Hair and Cloaths, lead her cover'd with blushes, where our impatient Monarch expected her.

The Maid was order'd out of the An­ti-chamber, and Leticia having deliver'd the pa [...]ti [...]g Prey into the Royal Hun­ters hands, with great modesty and dis­cretion, retir'd into her own Chamber, saying, That so lovely a Subject could not be safelier left, than under the protection of her own King.

[Page 81]Let us imitate Leticia's discretion, and not intrude into a Monarchs secrets.

But while he and Izabella were doing whatever it was, Leticia, who had enga­ged some jovial Companions, to enter­tain Goodman in the Cellar, while the Company was dancing, out of a reaso­nable apprehension the Assembly might r [...]ent their being left without the Master or the Lady of the House, and so abruptly break up, went down for a moment to see that nothing was wanting▪ and to assure them Izabella began to recover out of h [...] distemper, and had commanded her [...] pay them all those respects and services, which it had hinder'd her from pre [...]nting them.

Howard afflicted to the last degree, a [...] his Mistresses indisposition, was ret [...]d out of the Dance, and longing to be sa­tisfied from her own mouth, of what he [...] Confident had assured the company s [...]ole out of it, and being perfectly acquainted with all the passages of the House, we [...] up the Back-stairs to Leticia's Chambers which join'd to Izabella's, and gently opening the door, went softly to [...] [Page 82] her Bed, the Curtains whereof were shut on the side. Our Monarch, who heard one treading warily in the Chamber, con­cluded it could be no other but Leticia; and he being then out of Function, but ravish'd with those delights which had necessitated him to that Cessation, and ha­ [...]ing a lively sense of Gratitude for her who had been the chief Agent of his feli­city, said, Come, come, Leticia, and receive a promise from thy King, of making thee happy in the effects of his fa [...], as thou [...] [...]de him, by those of thy care; the fair I [...]abella shall be the witness of this in­violable promise, and this Ring (taking a great Diamond from his finger) shall be an earnest of the performance.

Howard, who too well knew the voice, and too clearly heard the words, remain'd astonish'd and trembling, as if he had met his Mother's Ghost.

But the King, who admir'd Leticia, came not to receive the offer'd security of his favor, open'd hastily the Curtains, and with amazement saw his mistake. This Action of our Monarchs, recover'd Howard in part out of his conste [...]ation, [Page 83] at least as much as a Man could be, who saw his Mistress false, and in the embraces of a Rival, on whom he durst not dis­charge his resentments and fury.

Izabella, at the sight of Howard, shreek'd; and the King attributing it to her despair, at having such a witness to her kindness, leapt off the Bed in fury, and had in that instant, given his Favourite some fatal proofs of it, had not Izabella sea­sonably interpos'd, and had not Leticia also, who was newly return'd into her own Chamber, hearing from thence the shreek of her Lady, which she was not so ignorant as to imagine, was the Product of a Rape on her Chastity, come also into the Room hastily, where a while she stood amazed to find Howard with the King and Izabella; he with his Sword drawn, and she restraining the hand which held it: but her astonishment ceasing, she be­came her Ladies Assistant in so charitable an office.

Howard having recovered his wite, re­solved to put this misadventure into the least ill fold which he could, therefore lifting up his Eyes and Hands, and step­ping [Page 84] two or three paces back, sigh'd, and said, Have I, Sir, in one moment so lost your favour; that because fortune has brought me to see your happiness, I must therefore be deprived of my own: Alas, Sir, if this be your resolution, be pleas'd to mitigate so much cruelty, by one act of mercy; and if you will take away your favour, take away a life, which can last but by it. Yet, Sir, vouchsafe to know my Crime, is occasioned by my Duty; for not being ignorant of your Passion for the fair Izabella, I was ambi­tious to bring you early and true assurances [...]hat her danger was vanish'd▪ for I knew when you heard of the one, unless the other accompanied it, it would be fatal to you▪ But now I find the danger of her death is metamorphos'd into an Intrigue of Love, I will presume to hope, since my intention to serve you, produc'd my sin, your generosity [...]ill excuse an effect, of which that only is the cause.

These words spoken with a melancholy which was visibly real and great, (not for hi [...] fault, but for his Mistresses) together with her intercessions and Leticia's▪ so conquer'd our Henry, as at length to evi­dence [Page 85] he was appeas'd, Howard was made the Coufident in that Love, wherein he had been at first the principal; the justice of Destiny punishing his unfaithfulness to his King, by making an evidence of his favour, his torment, and yet obliging him to be seemingly thankful for it.

While these Disorders were thus paci­fying, and while they were advising on new Expedients, to give our Monarchs other charming appointments, (in which Cabal, one may think our young Norfolk, (without offending him) was but a sor­ry Counsellor) Fortune, who usually delights to favor those whom she has be­gun to oblige, presented them with an Accident, much better than all their uni­ted and best inventions could have con­trived.

Many Flambeaux being in the Room [...] and Cellars, where the Dancers and Drin­kers entertain'd themselves, the House by the negligence, or drunkenness of some which held them took [...], on [...] sudden, in two places; and the flame▪ [...] greedily devour'd all that fed it, as it was impossible for the King, Izabella, Howard, [Page 86] and Leticia, to fly out of it, either by the Great, or Back-stairs.

Denny, who knew his Princes danger, leap'd out of the lower Window of the Room in which they were dancing, and running into the street, by the gift of a handful of Gold, got a Ladder clapt up to the Window of our Lovers, and run­ning it up nimbly, freed them from a ru­ine, which till then they thought inevi­table.

Our Monarch more concern'd for his Mistriss, than himself, tore down the lights of it; in which Howard was also very active, and making a large passage, that she might the less uneasily get out, she first, then our King, and then Howard, Le­ticia and Denny, got all safely down; at the Backside of the House, the Confident bringing with her in a small Casket, all her Ladies, and her own Jewels.

Leticia, no longer terrified at the dan­ger, took the King aside, and advised him in the confusion which all the company and the street was in, to convey his Mi [...] ­triss to his own Apartmen [...]; and while the World believ'd she perish'd in the [Page 87] Flames, possess'd her undisturbedly in those of Love.

Our Henry in Raptures listen'd into, and observed this counsel, and immedi­ately lead Izabella, to the Tha [...]es side, from whence they undiscover'd got to Baynards Castle, wherein the most unfre­quented quarter of i [...], she and Leticia were joyfully lodged.

But what seem'd the most extravagant in all these Adventures, was, that our Henry, as a fresh and greater evidence of his being reconciled to our young Nor­folk, intrusted Izabella to his care, for his Lodgings were next to hers; and our King believing he was fitter for that trust, who had seen her in his Arms, than Denny who but thought i [...], sacrific'd so much to Izabella's modestly, as to let him who alone knew her kindness, be the on­ly Confident of it.

Howard admitted at the fantasticalness of his Destiny; and seeing Infidelity to his King, though but in an amorous affair, thus exemplarily persecuted, firmly re­solved, by his future Services, to repair his past Crimes, and so signally ever after [Page 88] served his King in his most celebrated Actions and Conquests, that nothing has more Tarnish'd the lustre of that great Monarchs Reign, than his severity (to give it the softest name) to that illustri­ous Subject, and his great Son the Earl of Surrey; which some attributed to his having discover'd in process of time, how Howard had deluded him in his first Amours.

For the offences of a Subject against his King, are not to be estimated by what they are in their own nature, but by the Resentment he is pleas'd to print upon them; who, if he be of an humor to value a gallantry in Love, more than the Conquest of a Province; an injury in the first, is engraven in Brass, while a ser­vice in the last, is written but in Air.

ENGLISH ADVENTURES BY A Person of Honour.
The Third Part.

WHile our Monarch was set­ling Izabella in Baynards Castle, that in her Embra­ces he might find an effectual cure for the late loss of his Father▪ Good­man, and his deboist companions, had been buried in the ruines of his burnt House, had not some charitable Neigh­bours, by forcing a passage through the wall of their own Cellar, drag'd them out of his; when drowning and burning seem'd equally to contend, which soonest should act their destinies.

[Page 90]After the fumes of his Wine were alay'd by sleep, he learn'd with some amazement and sorrow, that the fatal Fire, which had consum'd his House, had involv'd in the flames his Lady and Leti­cia, (for that was the general belief) he therefore put on deep mourning, but whether it were also the Livery of his Soul, I cannot determine; since though, when he was alone, he would weep for his loss, yet as often as he could, he would with his Camerades, endeavour to drown the remembrance of it.

Izabella and Leticia, who went abroad to divert themselves, but very well dis­guised, met him in a Chariot so cover'd with black, as a more mortifying fight had hardly ever been seen.

It gave them both not little cause of mirth; for it was a new thing indeed, for a Wife to see her Husband in mourning for her death.

However they both commended the decency of the performance, but much more their own good fortune, which made them live to be the Witnesses of it.

[Page 91] Howard, who so happily evaded the storm he had lately been in, and who just­ly fear'd in some of those soft moments, where Lovers keep nothing in reserve, Izabella might discover to our Henry, how false he had been to him in his attempt [...], though not how happy in his success, for that he easily believ'd, her interest would make her preserve a secret, em­ploy'd his most recollected thoughts both how to oblige her from detecting him, and how to make the King tear her from his heart; since while she posses [...] it, terrible apprehensions must possess him.

And though he had assum'd too ratio­nal and firm Resolutions, never again to be her Lover, yet her abandoning him, though it were for his King, (for Love is so just, as not to respect per­sons) had fill'd his Soul with revenge, so near all worldly extremes are to one an­other.

At last the result of his thoughts ter­minated in a double resolution, he court­ed her, by protesting, He so much valued he [...] felicity above his own, as he more re­joy [...]'d she was now his Kings, tha [...] ever be [Page 92] had, that she had been his. And then by new Vows, solemnly engaged to use his highest industry, to maintain her in that sta­tion, to which her Merit more than her For­tune had rais'd her. And at the same time also he attempted his Prince, but oblique­ly, and in moments well chosen, by put­ting him in mind, That she had been chiefly, if not onely, conquer'd by his Title, and not by the charms of his Person; for 'twas by the Magick of the name of Monarch, that Denny had more operated in one day, than he had done in twenty, by being forbidden to make use of it.

And then added, He could not be so unjust to himself, as to believe he was not as fit an Agent in such an Intrigue as Den­ny was; but his Competitor had been per­mitted to use a Spell, which had been abso­lutely prohibited to him.

These Assaults at first, and during the warmth of our Henry's passion, made but light impressions; but when Satiety ad­ded its Forces to Howard's Attacks, they began by degrees to give deeper Prints▪ [...]hich yet he confin'd from his Favorites knowledge, and he hoped from so much as his suspitions; for our Henry would [Page 93] often tell him, Though he might grant he owed his possessing her to his Title, yet even That itself made his Tenure the firmer, since she might like whom she would▪ but▪ if she would onely be kind to a King, she could be so [...]ut to him.

Howard, though young, yet was a re­fin'd Courtier enough to discern, since his Master would not only allow his Mistress to be assaulted, but would also defend her by such arguings, the flame was di­minish'd; for whatever Lover (espe­cially one who is a Sovereign) does per­mit his Mistress to be touched, and does not punish the presumption of him who dares do it, does therein manifest a les­sening of Love, which is of the nature of Tides, when they do not flow, they quickly ebb.

However, though our young Norfolk was pleas'd with this inference, yet he knew well the advances he had made in this ticklish affair for his own security▪ would but the more hazard it, if they were not push'd to the end with [...]ele [...]ity and success.

He therefore added to those [...]ttempts in which he was his own immediate [...] ­gent, [Page 94] another contrivance, on the proba­bility of which he more depended, than on his deluding Izabella by his vows and promises, or on his hopes of making his Prince to abandon her, on the Ac­count that she loved not Tudar, but the King.

For he had both to his satisfaction and his grief, experimented Izabella was amo­rous▪ and therefore as she had first for­saken her Husband for him, and after­wards him for the King, he did from thence conclude, That her Love would not be confin'd, and having now gratifi'd the height of her Ambition, by being Mistress to her Sovereign, she would also gratifie her i [...] ­clinations, by being kind, to one whom she should more like.

Howard had a young Woman, whom he secretly entertained for his Divertise­ment, who was admirably handsom, and her Ingenuity was equal to her Beauty▪ h [...], he acquainted with his design, and having engaged her in it, he drest her in one of his Pages Liveries, and prefer'd her to the immediate service of Izabella, more than hopeful, that so lovely a youth, might not be unregarded by an amorous Lady.

[Page 95]He spent daily many hours with thi [...] feigned Page, whom he call'd Horatio, to instruct him in the shortest, and likeliest methods, to make Izabella in Love with him▪ with express order when he had found her Passion so violent, as that she was impatient for the Cure, to acquaint him with it, and then to leave the rest to his conduct.

Horatio, who perfectly lov [...]d his Lord, and violently hated Izabella, for having gain'd the greatest share in that Heart, which she had intirely possest; being dictated both by Affection and Revenge, proceeded on the Design, with the [...]eal and industry, which one whom those two Passions Animates is usually inspired with. Howard, doubtless, made a very fit choice; for whoever attempts a re­venge, in which the Agents interest is not as well concern'd as the Principals, will be served but by halfe.

Horatio acted his Part, with such [...]aga­city and Diligence, as in a few dayes, [...] saw Izabella was pleas'd with no Services but his, that she often cast on him lan­guishing, yet burning looks: and one night, when she and L [...]ticia were lo [...]ked [Page 96] up in her Cabinet, and he attending in the outward Room, overheard the Confident tell the Lady, If she did not suddenly dismiss Horatio, she would ruine herself, since what was so visible to her, could not long be unseen by the King; for no eyes were so quick and penetrating as a Lovers, and a Monarchs.

And to say the truth, it was hardly pos­sible for a Lady capable of Love, not to pay hers to Horatio; who had all the Graces of a Man, with the Beauties of a Woman.

Leticia, who found all her Reasons and Prayers could not prevail with her Lady to discard Horatio, did from thence Prog­nosticate her ruine, and began to cast about for her own safety.

She repented a thousand times, her ha­ving lodged Izabella in Baynards Castle; where our Henry having uninterrupted access to his Mistriss, the delight began to lessen; and it was then, that this Con­fident experimentally found, she had not cultivated those Amours to the best ad­vantage: For Love is heightened by lit­tle difficulties, and hardships, and so n [...] languisheth when it meets with none [...] [Page 97] it turns it to a kind of natural Marriage, which is a little durable with Ardor, as most Artificial ones are.

Though, Horatio, by what he had seen and heard, was himself confident, that his Lady was his Captive, yet he was unwil­ling to give Howard assurances of it, till by Demonstration he might convince him. One morning while he was busying his thoughts to compass it, Izabella, as soon as she was drest, dismist Leticia, and her Servants, and going into her Cabinet, call'd Horatio thither; she told him, One of her Women had newly so commended his voice, as she was impatient till she heard it.

He, immediately obey'd her; for he knew few, if any in the world, excell'd his: But the words he sung, were so amo­rous, and so rarely animated by him, as Izabella, in the transports of her Passion, kist him; and then blushing, said, There was Magick in that Song.

But Horatio, to heighten her Appetite▪ retiring from her, with a sigh, Hum­bly beg'd to know what was his Crime, which made her thus design his death; for he must expect that punishment from his Lord, [Page 98] should he ever hear of this favour she had then honour'd him with.

Izabella, in all the languishments of her kindness, reply'd, Ah Horatio, wert thou not too young to know all the Charms which attend victorious Love, thou wouldst more apprehend the loss of them, than of thy life.

This Izabella spoke in so moving and tender an Assent, as Horatio seem'd tou­ched to the Heart, and therefore folding his Arms within each other, and fetching a deep groan, he fixed his eyes on hers so intently, as if he would never have re­mov'd them.

Izabella's flames being rais'd to the last degree, by these Actions, told him, with all the softnesses of yielding Love, Alas Horatio, do not I venture more than you in the discovery; I shall lose not only my life, but what is of much more value, the unrival'd kindness of my King, while you hazard you know not what; but by not ad­venturing, you certainly lose the opportunity of making your life happy and considerable: For I who ingross a Monarchs Love, can make him heap on you, all those other con­tentments, which I cannot present you.

[Page 99] But, said Izabella, interrupting herself, Why do I in the Cause of Love, mention any thing but Love? And he who needs being Courted to accept of mine, is but too unwor­thy of it.

But yet Horatio, let not the apprehension of danger deter you; for if your flame equals mine, I can contrive, at once, your happiness, and your security: for the King of late, but rarely, stayes with me all the night.

Madam, Horatio reply'd, yet should he visit you any of those nights you destine to my felicity—

Never apprehend it, said Izabella hasti­ly, I need but let him know I am indispos'd, and therefore would take some rest; and he is grown too respectful to deny it me.

Then, Madam, said Horatio, making hi [...] Approaches to her, with all the humility of a conquer'd Lover, dispose absolutely of a Life, which is without reserve, intirely devoted to you; a Life which was my tor­ment, till this auspicious moment; for I p [...]n'd for that felicity, which your mercy has now bestow'd upon me: Yes, Madam, from the first moment I had the blessing to see you, I deplor'd my Fate, which had given to my [Page 100] King, what could onely make me happy; I resolv'd therefore to mourn away my Life, and the sooner and the more pleasingly to end it, I elected daily to gaze on those Beau­ties, which could onely present me that cure: for I could not so much as hope that you, who so deservedly possess a mighty Monarchs heart, could vouchsafe to think of conquer­ing a Subjects.

Oh Horatio, said Izabella, how little art thou vers'd in the mighty authority of Love; King and Subject, are but Names of Art, but Love is the character of Nature, and therefore is indelible.

All our Sex are generally condemn'd to Ambition, but they are inspir'd with Love; I therefore sacrifice to both those Deities: the King has the oblations, extorted to the first; but 'tis Horatio has those, which I willingly pay to the last.

The disguis'd Page, seemingly ravish'd with these charming expressions, fell on his knees, as some evidence of it; and having embraced hers, and kist her feet, sealed the Contract, which Izabella hasten'd to conclude, seeing Leticia from the Window Landing at the Water stairs.

[Page 101]They therefore agreed that the ensu­ing Night should compleat their joyes; and having appointed the precise Hour, that Horatio should steal into her Cham­ber, Izabella undertook to order the Af­fair so, as by pretending a great Pain in her Head, she would early take leave of our Monarch, and be no more in the Evening interrupted with his Com­pany.

Izabella, by her fresh embraces and kis­ses, and by a Present of Jewels, gave him new earnest of her performance, then dis­mist him, and fell a reading a Romance, in which employment the deluded Leti­cia found her.

Horatio the same moment ran to How­ard, and informed him of his Victory; the Assignation, and all the particulars of both; who being transported, with the joy of it, went immediately to the King, whom he found alone in his Cabinet, and in whose sight he assumed so much me­lancholy, as our Henry both took notice of it, and prest him to tell and cause.

Howard only sigh'd, and cast down his eyes.

[Page 102]This Procedure augmented the Kings curiosity, and the stricter silence his Fa­vorite kept, the more his Master urg'd him to break it.

At length, seeming vanquisht by his reiterated commands, he told him, Sir, I owe all I have, and all I hope, to your Fa­vor; and to merit that blessing, is what I am­bition as much as to possess it: I have there­fore had a fierce Conflict within my self, for I fear I am reduced to the miserable choice, of either continuing in your esteem by what will even in my own judgment ren­der me unworthy of it, or to lose it, by what would give me some title to continue it: But since you so positively command me to speak, I have elected the latter; For 'tis more consonant to my duty, as well as incli­nation, to be ruin'd rather, than merit to be so.

The King, at this Introduction, was startled; but impatient, to know what was the cause of it, he listen'd, with­out interrupting him.

Howard having paus'd awhile, to make the Discovery appear the more natural and effectual too, thus continued:

[Page 103] I believe, Sir, you may not have forgot how on several occasions I presum'd to dis­close some apprehensions I had, that the fair Izabella, was more conquer'd by your Title, than by the Passion she ought to have paid you.

I was not so unwise or rude, as to speak on so unwelcome a Subject, without some belief I had ground for it; since I knew nothing was more tender to a magnanimous Prince, than not to have a perfect return of Love from her, whom he had honour'd with his.

But withall I was not ignorant, nothing could be more sensible to a good Subject, espe­cially to one whom his King had blest with the highest characters of his Favor, than to see him, pardon the expression, Sir, prostitute his affection to a Mistriss, who received not the happiness with all the impressions of joy, gratitude and sincerity, which her Soul was capable of.

I must therefore now by hazarding your Favour, Sir, which is much more considera­ble to me than Life, acquaint you, my fears were not without reason.

I made them my Torment, by con [...]ining them to my Breast, till I could make the cause [Page 104] of them as visible to you, as their effects were sensible to me.

Our Monarch here, interrupted his Fa­vourite, by saying, Take heed, Howard, what you do; if you proceed no farther, I will attempt to persuade my self to pardon all you have spoke, by attributing it to your zeal for my service, which may incline you to act, though mistakenly, as you have done. But if you persevere after this Caution and Forgiveness, you necessitate me either to ruine my Mistriss, or you: And nothing less than a Demonstration she is false, can make me believe it.

Howard unmov'd, (which the King too sensibly observ'd) reply'd:

I know my danger is great, but, Sir, my duty is greater; yet I cannot say positively, your Majesty shall by a Demonstration be convinced she is false; but you shall be satis­fied she would be so, and that it is her trou­ble she cannot be so.

The King, at this assurance, only nod­ded his Head, and commanded him to proceed.

Howard then told his Prince, I shall now relate to you, Sir, a story, which I know will surprize you.

[Page 105] But before I begin, will you be pleas'd to pardon me, if I presume to inquire whether Leticia, has not been so faithful as to dis­close her apprehensions to you, that her Lady has, of late, too kindly gaz'd upon a Page I prefer'd to her, whose name is Horatio.

The King answer'd, May be she has; but ask no more questions.

I will then Sir, Howard said, solemnly protest, That whatever may have but the least shadow of a tendency, to disturb your quiet, I have curiously endeavor'd to pre­vent, or remove, and will do to the last mo­ment of my life. Your Majesty having trusted me with the care of Izabella, and done me the honour to make me your Confi­dent in that Amour, I dedicated my self so to discharge that Trust, as you should never repent the favour. And therefore I was much more vigilant over her, than had she been my own Mistriss.

A while since, I entertain'd Horatio to be one of my Pages, and finding him very diligent, serviceable, and I believ'd faith­ful, I prefer'd him to wait on Izabella, both as the fittest I had, and to give me notice of all things, for you knew, Sir, my suspiti­ons.

[Page 106] I was in a few days, so far from doubting his services were not acceptable to her, as I began to doubt, they were so, but too much I was unwilling to admit of so mean a thought, and therefore thrust it from my heart with so much rudeness, as I hoped 'twould never dare to approach it again.

But, Sir, I could not persuade my self a­gainst what I saw.

For Izabella by stealth, even before me, would often cast such eyes on Horatio, as made me tremble to think they were the looks of Love; and when I would remove those fears, they appear'd too rational to be cast off.

While my jealousies were young, I declin'd, Sir, troubling you with them. But the elder they grew, they became the stronger.

I therefore determin'd, by one action, to confirm, or ruine them.

To effect which, I pretended yesternight some business which might detain me this day many hours, and beg'd Izabella 's par­don, if till the evening of it, I paid her not my duties. I went therefore early abroad, but returned privately at Noon, concealing my self in my Closet, till she had dined; for then I knew her Women usually left her a­lone, [Page 107] and therefore that would be the fittest time to make my discovery.

I got unseen, by any, to her Chamber, but found it empty; yet hearing some discour­sing in her Cabinet, and seeing the door un­lock'd, I enter'd; there I found Izabella and Horatio; she blush'd, and told me, She ex­pect [...]d me not so soon. I reply'd, my bu­siness had been disappointed in part.

She observed I was surprized to find a Page with her alone, and therefore told me with new blushings, She had been unkind to Horatio, to please herself; for one of her Women had so exceedingly commended his voice, while she was at her dinner, as long­ing to hear it, she had made him lose his own, to give her that satisfaction; and just as she was persuading him to sing, I had in­terrupted them.

This smooth Relation, I seem'd to take for good payment, and therefore I chid him, for needing to be persuaded to obey his Lady.

Horatio therefore immediately sung; but so charmingly, and the words being of the power of Love, he so animated them by his actions, as though your Mistriss, Sir, stood on her guard; yet I too clearly saw, what I [Page 108] so much dreaded; for never Love spoke so significantly in looks, as in hers, to him.

The lively sense of your affront, transport­ed me to that degree, as I durst stay no lon­ger in the place; but begging Izabella 's per­mission, to employ Horatio, for one hour, on a pressing business, I took him with me out of her Cabinet, into my own; where lock­ing the door, I asked him with an accent which made him tremble, How he durst be alone in a Closet with his Lady?

He reply'd, It was by her Commands, not by his seeking.

I bid him, on your life, never again repeat that presumption.

He answer'd, Then, Sir, I beseech you, take me out of her service; for while I am in it, 'tis both my duty to obey her, and your Commands that I should do it: and she is never without company, but she calls me a­lone into her Cabinet, where she is so kind to me—

Villain, I reply'd furiously, How kind?

Alas, Sir, said Horatio, you ask in so much anger, as I dare not tell you.

Tell me, I answer'd, drawing out my Punniard, or I'll kill thee.

[Page 109] He immediately said (but shaking with fear) I will discover all, so you will pro­mise me my Pardon.

Discover, said I, to the least circum­stance, or thou art dead; and when I have heard all, I will consider if thou art capable of mercy.

Horatio then said, I think, Sir, she is in Love with me; for when we are alone, she has more than once embraced and kist me; and she has appointed me this night, at midnight, to steal to her Bed.

Traytor, I reply'd, Dost thou not know she is thy Kings Mistriss? Wert thou my Brother, this shall be thy last hour? But because thou hast confest thy sin, I give thee a few moments to reconcile thy Soul to Hea­ven, and therefore lose them not in fruitless begging of forgiveness from me; for dye thou shalt.

Horatio therefore immediately fell to his devotions, but every minute with floods of tears he look'd trembling after me, for I still kept my Punniard in my hand; and when I thought he had prayed long enough, I advanced to kill him.

But, O God, Sir, how was I surprized, when opening his shirt, he discover'd to me [Page 110] the breasts of a Woman; but so white, and so firm, as could the fury I was in, have ad­mitted Love, his tears had so softened my temper, that his eyes might have stamp'd it on my heart.

How, said our Monarch, interrupting Howard, (for till then he had listned to him, but in all the agonies of offended Love) a Woman? What could be her de­sign? And why was she so long revealing her Sex?

That, Sir, said Howard, fill'd me with new wonder; and when I asked her the cause, she told me, her Vncle, to whose care her deceased Father had left her, fell in Love with her, and would have forced her kindness; which to avoid, she had fled from him disguis'd in mans apparel.

And I well remember Sir, (continued Howard) how one day walking in a Field near the High-way, I saw him in it, and ad­miring his beauty, which was fitter for the Female Sex, than that she then personated; I stop'd him, and believing by his travelling on foot, he was necessitous, I asked him if he wanted a Service, and if he would be one of my Pages? He told me he would most willingly: I therefore entertained him, [Page 111] gave him my Livery, and prefer'd him to Izabella, who, it seems, being taken with his face, diligence, and voyce, and mistaking his Sex, bestowed on him her Love; by which he confest to me, he hoped so much to benefit himself, as before she could finally discover the fallacy, he might obtain gifts sufficient to maintain him for his life, and a young Gentleman, with whom she had ex­changed her heart.

This, Sir, is all I have to tell you, but that I keep Horatio lock'd up in my Closet, from whence he cannot escape, till I know the honour of your Commands concerning him, and what your pleasure is on all these disco­veries.

The King awhile walked in his Cabinet with looks, which too evidently disco­ver'd the agitations of his mind; and then turning to Howard, embrac'd him, and with a sigh said, Thou hast done me at once the highest service and disservice imagi­nable; for thou hast told me that, which un­known, and unreveng'd, had rais'd her con­tempt of me; and known, has rais'd my Hate of her.

Then pausing awhile, he continued, Oh Howard, how unjustly are Monarchs envied [Page 112] for their Power and Greatness, when the inconstancy of a Mistriss, out-braves both; and when even my Love to her, cannot fix hers to me, she forsakes the Embraces of her Capti [...]'d King, to Court those of an imagi­ned a [...]d despicable Page. Ah why do we allow any of that Sex, to compose our Ioyes, when they could hardly be eclips'd, but by their Infidelity.

Howard, who found his Prince more sensible of the intended Affront, than he could well have hoped; chang'd his Bat­tery, and casting away all those Reasons with which he had arm'd himself to pro­voke his Revenge, began seemingly to dissuade him from it, being not ignorant that whoever opposes his Princes Love, without proving the Mistresses crime, as certainly contributes to the heightning of it; as whoever pleads for the pardon of a Mistresses Inconstancy, renders her the more uncapable of obtaining it▪ For the Love, and Revenge of a Monarch, are so tender a part of his Prerogative, as he will only allow himself to be the Dispen­ser of their Effects.

So that when Howard began to beg him to remember, She was not actually, but [Page 113] intentionally Criminal. Our Henry taking him up short, reply'd, She who has re­solv'd to be False, is so.

And when our young Norfolk added, That Izabella never lov'd any man, but her King. He answer'd, 'Tis more than she herself knows, and she believes the contra­ry. And lastly, when Howard desired him to consider, How Natural it was, for the Young to be Captivated by the Lovely. He briskly reply'd, 'Tis at least as Natu­ral, and certainly more Iust, for an injur'd King, to punish the Offender: To which he added, No, No, She that can Love any but her own Monarch after she has obtai­ned his Heart, evidences nothing can fix hers.

However, I will this Night, by a demon­stration, convince my self, and her, of her Crime; Tear her from my Heart, and then—

There he stop'd, and commanded, his Favorite so to order this business, as to put it past the reach of Fortune to mis­carry.

Howard assur'd him of his utmost care, and then said, Will you permit me, Sir, af­ter you are convinced, of what you will make [Page 114] your own eyes, the Witnesses of, to beseech you to command me, before Izabella, to kill Horatio; and I shall therein act my part so artificially, as she shall in an hour after, believe your Orders are obey'd. For since I find your Majesty has judged her offence merits to divorce her eternally from your thoughts; it will be no small addition, to her Grief, to believe, that in the same sin, which has lost her You, she has been the death of her Lover and herself.

The King having approv'd of this Pro­posal, shut himself up in his Cabinet, so full of Fury, to have been deluded and betray'd by his first Mistriss, that he al­most as impatiently long'd for the hour to revenge it, as she did to commit the Crime, which was to render that Re­venge, a Justice.

Howard also retired to Horatio, that with him, all the design, might be so cautiously laid, as it could not fail. A Design▪ in the execution whereof▪ de­pended both his Revenge, for losing his Mistresses Favor, and his security in pos­sessing his Masters.

While they two were adjusting this important Plot, Leticia, who was confi­dent [Page 115] of Izabella's ruine, by her continu­ing obstinate, in retaining Horatio, beg'd and obtain'd our Monarchs permission, to speak with him alone in a retired place, where usually she had Audience.

She told him, That her endless Fidelity to his Service, had oblig'd her some dayes before to tell him her fears of Izabella 's guilty inclinations, for the inchanting Ho­ratio; and having by his express Com­mands used all her Arts, Prayers and Tears, to procure her to expel him from her Ser­vice, but unsuccessfully, she too easily saw, for what end, he was still retain'd; she had therefore made a little Hole, through that part of her Chamber Wainscot, which sepa­rated it from her Ladies Closet; and had planted herself there with great secresie, from whence she had seen, more than once, the guilty looks she greedily cast on her new Lover; whereby she had concluded there wanted but a fit opportunity to act what they could not but have agreed upon: And having been told, by her own Woman, whom she had made her spy, and perfectly instructed in all the secrets of that Vocation, that this day Izabella and Horatio had been together in her Closet, she fully believ'd the Assignation [Page 116] was fixt to the ensuing night; since, Sir, she has employed me, to acquaint you, her Head is so indisposed, that should you design her then, the honour of your company, she must beg to be deprived of it, that by an uninter­rupted Rest, she may be to morrow, the more fit to obey your pleasure.

Our Monarch comparing this, with what Howard had newly told him, be­gan to be but too certain of Izabella's In­fidelity; and therefore having first ex­prest to Leticia his sense of her vigilance, and faithfulness, he contriv'd with her, how to surprize her Lady, in the crime.

This Leticia undertook the conduct of, and was commanded to return to Izabella, with the Kings passionate Con­dolings, for her Indisposition, and full as­surances, his Visits that Night, should not contribute to augment it, though by his not paying them, it would bring an accession to his own.

Our Monarch being ready to be gone, Leticia, with all the insinuating Arts of a Woman of her Vocation, humbly be­sought him to vouchsafe her one mo­ments Audience; which the King having granted, she told him,

[Page 117] As my Fidelity has forced me to bring your Majesty unpleasing News of one Mi­striss, so my Duty has made me sollicitous, to Present you with a Cure for that unhappi­ness.

For, Sir, this morning I went to visit a Lady, whom I had the Honour to be ac­quainted with in the first bloomings of her Youth, and who then promis'd such Perfecti­ons, when she should come to her Seven­teenth year, as I believed she onely would merit the Conquest of your Heart.

What my Belief then suggested, my eyes this day, have had the blessing to behold.

But, Sir, she is a Widow.

But, Sir, she is also a Maid; for the very day she was married to Sir Gilbert Tal­boise, he was assaulted with a Fever, of which soon after he dyed.

Fate reserving her Virginity, for him alone who is onely worthy of it.

Her own Name was Blunt; and as much as the Criminal Izabella, surpasses ordinary Beauties, so much my Lady Talboise, tran­scends hers.

Were every Woman in the World, rob'd of that Grace, Feature, or Motion, which is most Captivating in her, and were all those [Page 118] borrowed Charms, by the Magick of Love, united, to make one Beauty accomplish'd and perfect, yet even that Mosaick-work Beauty would fall short of the Lovely Talboise.

I have begun, Sir, to give her those impres­sions of your Majesty, which I think she will be as little able ever to part with, as you will be to part with her, when you have once had the felicity to see her.

Leticia, without staying for the Kings further Inquiry, retir'd.

But what she had spoke, was not un­operative on his mind; for it prepar'd him, with the less reluctance, to lose his first Mistriss, by the inchanting Idea's, she had given him of a second.

While all these things were thus tran­sacting against the amorous Izabella, she was entertaining herself with those Rap­tures which her Fancy promis'd, in the embraces of Horatio, and sometimes in exclaiming against the dull motion of the Sun, which added not wings to his course, when her Passion made her wish it.

At last the long'd for hour of rest to others, and somewhat more valued than rest by Izabella, arrived; and because of her pretended indisposition, she went to [Page 119] Bed the earlier, appointing all her Atten­dants to retire, and make no noise.

A thousand times by the light of a Flambeau which was not far from her Bed, she look'd on her Watch, to see when the lazy Hand would reach the fi­gure of Twelve.

While she was in that importune ex­pectance, the King had convey'd himself into Leticia's Chamber, having first or­dered Howard, neither to come into it, nor into Izabella's, but to keep within call, in case he needed his service.

This our young Norfolk joyfully obey'd; for being now arrived near the moment of the Action, he began to trem­ble with the apprehension, that Izabella's fury and resentment, when she should be detected, if he appear'd an Agent in her shame, would urge her to discover his first Guilt, that she might involve him in her ruine.

The King also having some reliques of respect for her he had so lately adored, esteemed it undecent, that any but Leti­cia should be the witness of her Ladies disgrace, and possibly in consequence of her own.

[Page 120] Howard therefore stood in an obscure place, yet within hearing of his Princes voice, should he in the least raise it. And Leticia, who was intirely ignorant of Ho­ratio's true Sex, had a faithful Centinel near his Chamber door, to advertise her, as soon as ever he opened it; that the King and she might arrive timely enough, to prevent the acting the evil, yet soon enough to discover the intended.

In these several employments the time was consumed, till the great Clock of the Castle struck Twelve: immediately af­ter, Horatio, in the dark, stole towards Izabella's Chamber, Leticia's Scout, ran with the News of it to her; and our Monarch and she went hastily the back­way to it, concluding the fore-way would be bar'd by Izabella's care, as soon as the supposed Gallant was gotten into it.

Just as the King and Leticia, were got about the back-way to the Chamber door, Horatio was entred it, Izabella had bolted that passage, and in the last tran­sports of her Passion, being only in an Aurora colour Sarcenet Night-gown, had almost stifled Horatio with her kisses and [Page 121] embraces; but as she was leading him to the Scene of all her fancied enjoy­ments, Leticia seized on Horatio, our Hen­ry standing at the back-door, unseen by Izabella, but clearly seeing all she did.

Horatio, who had been assured by his Lord, that onely the King and he would surprize them; for so it had been resol­ved, before Leticia was admitted into the Plot; neither did Howard know any thing to the contrary, till it was impossi­ble for him to advertise his supposed Page of it: being therefore amazed and sur­prized to see himself thus taken by one, who was not of the design, and by seeing neither of those which he believed were onely privy to it, endeavoured to spring from Leticia; who having gotten firm hold of his shirt, by his strugling to get loose, tore off that part of it which co­vered his breasts, whereby Izabella, who had alwayes her eyes on him, clearly dis­covered, he was not of that Sex, which till then she had believ'd.

That surprizing sight struck her with more astonishment, than her being detect­ed by Leticia, had filled her with fury and grief.

[Page 122]But she had scarce time to make any reflections on that discovery, for Horatio being scaped at last, out of Leticia's hands, and retiring hastily by the back-door, at which she had entered, was there seized by our Monarch; who lea­ding him by the hand towards Izabella, with a face inflamed with anger and con­tempt, told her:

I come, Madam, to bring you this Cap­tive; and at the same time I Present you him, I declare I am no longer yours: What my eyes have seen, I must believe. No less an evidence I would allow, and no greater I could have.

I know another Prince offended to the degree I am, would wash away your Crimes, in your Blood; and if I do it not, 'tis onely because I judge to let you live, will be a seve­rer punishment.

Yes, perfidious Izabella, you shall not only lose for ever the Love you are so unwor­thy of, but him also, for whose embraces, you have abandon'd mine. He shall suffer death for his offence, and you shall live confi­ned, till Age or Melancholy presents you yours.

[Page 123] Izabella, who had by the unexpected Accident which I have related, fortunate­ly discovered Horatio's true Sex, (which while the King was thus speaking to her, she was fully confirm'd in, for he could not so cover his breasts with the hand that was free, but she saw a part of them) having her judgment clear and active, stepped suddenly back, and as one half amazed, replied:

How, Sir, are these fit expressions for her to whom you first made the glorious Present of your Heart; and for whose sake she sa­crificed all that ought to be most sacred in this World amongst Women.

Ah, Sir, since you are now satiated with those enjoyments which a thousand times you vowed, were the highest you could aspire unto, perform on me, what you threaten against me; for after having lost the feli­city which only made me relish Life, my best Cure will be to be deprived of it.

You mean, said the King, interrupting her with indignation, the felicity of your Horatio 's embraces, 'tis those alone, I find, makes you relish that Life, which because you shall be eternally deprived of them, you de­sire to lose.

[Page 124] Then, Sir, said Izabella, I am miserable indeed, since you choose to think me capable of such guilt. But behold your Error, and my Innocence.

At the end of these words, she forced with both her hands, Horatio from his breast, and then with a languishing, yet in a reproachful accent, she added, Iudge, Sir, if for her embraces, I would abandon those of my King.

Our Monarch, at this, was strangely surprized; not at his seeing Horatio was a Woman, but at Izabella's knowing it. And Leticia was so confounded at the sight, that 'tis past my Art to describe it; so that she would not rest satisfied at the evidence thereof, which Izabella had ex­posed, but expeditiously tryed further experiments; which having intirely con­vinced her, she stood like a Statue.

Her Lady, to improve this consterna­tion, turning angerly to her late Confi­dent, told her, Go, wretched Woman, and never dare again to Present your self before me; it was your idle jealousie of me, which made me resolve to divert my self, and per­plex you, by seeming to be in Love with Horatio. I observed you had your Spies on [Page 125] me, and watched my very looks: But alas I little imagined this design for [...]irth, should discover your falshood to me, much less that you should by it, prevail with my King to suspect a Fidelity, which I had dedicated to his Love, and not to his Quality.

But alas I find how much I was mistook; and that what I intended for an innocent delight, has eternally rendered me uncapable of any.

And since, Sir, turning to the King, you have judged me Criminal, I shall punish my self, as if really I were so, by taking now my last leave of you; yet I shall pray, that who ever you next Honour with your Affection, may be but as sensible of it, as I have been; for more she cannot be▪ and may avoid a misery, like that, which you have loaden me with, and from whose Burthen I am resolved Death shall suddenly relieve me.

Then with her accustomed grace she kneeled, kissed the Kings hand, which [...] bathed with her tears, and retired hastily into her Cabinet, bolting the door after her.

He would be a better Drawer of Pas­sions than I pretend to be, that could paint to the Life, those of our Monarch, [Page 126] of Izabella, of Leticia, and of Horatio; for never any four persons at once were assaulted with such violent and various ones, as they were.

The last of them finding himself at liberty, withdrew to his own Chamber, to put on those Cloaths which might con­tinue to disguise his Sex, from the rest of the Family; and by the way was met by his Lord, who was impatiently watching the Result of this whole Adventure, on which his Revenge and Safety, so highly depended. He therefore followed Hora­tio, to learn it; which when he had done, his Amazement, Grief and Anger, equal'd those of all the rest.

The King, in the mean while, having his heart pierced, with Izabella's last words and actions, and trembling with apprehension, lest she might be then per­forming, what she had menaced him with; started out of all his thoughts, and ran to her Cabinet door, where he heard her sigh with such excess, as set on [...] again his breast, and with fiercer flames, than ever yet had invaded it.

He both knocked at the door, and cal­led, but she neither would open it, or an­swer [Page 127] him. This made him unite all his strength to force it.

She knew well enough by the voice, and by the attempt, who it was; but ha­ving begun so fortunately to extricate herself out of that ruine into which her mistaken Love, had so far precipitated her, she resolved to perfect what was so far advanced; and therefore just as our Monarch had torn open the door, she got into the Window which was over the Thames, and made as if she would have cast herself out of it.

But the King, as she designed▪ catched her in his Arms; and then by all the hu­miliations of a penitent Lover, so mo­vingly beg'd her Pardon, for his guilty suspicions, which had been seemingly, but too well grounded; and so passionately conjured her to cast off a despair▪ which at once had so frightned and pleased him, since it was the sublimest evidence of her Love and Grief▪ as by degrees she gave him some hopes, she might not be for ever inexorable.

Who will not admire at the extrava­gancy of Love, and at the vicissitude of Humane things; when the greatest Mo­narch [Page 128] of the World, is reduced to beg Pardon, of his Subject, for her own fault; while she is more troubled she could not Act it, than she would have been had she committed it: And yet her sighs, and tears, that an imagined Page, is found to be a Woman, which aggravated her fault, she makes pass even in the judgment of her King, as the proofs of her Inno­cence.

Thus the World delights to abuse us, and yet we delight to pursue those plea­sures, by which we are abused; and to Court them, neglect our solid Happiness; every one flattering himself with a be­lief, that he is the happy person who shall fix the wheels of Love and Fortune, both which, will yet be as perpetual in their motions, as the Sun in his.

But while the King and Izabella are peecing up all misunderstandings, while Leticia is contriving how to recover the favor of her Lady, or failing of it, to raise her Fortunes, by making the lovely Talboise, the Monarch, of our Monarchs heart; while our young Norfolk, is con­triving by a second design, to repair the unsuccessfulness of the first▪ and while [Page 129] even Horatio, is upbraiding his destiny with frowardness and unconstancy; for having blasted a design, which he thought was so admirably well contri­ved, let us return to Brandon, who seems justly to complain, we have too long ne­glected him, since his Actions are to fur­nish the greatest and most surprizing Events in our following Adventures.