ot minister receipts to thyself? But perchance
thou wilt say:
Consulenti nunquam caput doluit.
Why then, if the patients that are sick of this disease can find in
themselves neither reason to persuade, nor art to cure, yet,
Rosalynde, admit of the counsel of a friend, and apply the salves that
may appease thy passions. If thou grievest that being the daughter of
a prince, and envy thwarteth thee with such hard exigents,[1] think
that royalty is a fair mark, that crowns have crosses when mirth is in
cottages; that the fairer the rose is, the sooner it is bitten with
caterpillars; the more orient[2] the pearl is, the more apt to take a
blemish; and the greatest birth, as it hath most honor, so it hath
much envy. If then fortune aimeth at the fairest, be patient
Rosalynde, for first by thine exile thou goest to thy father: nature
is higher prize than wealth, and the love of one's parents ought to be
more precious than all dignities. Why then doth my Rosalynde grieve at
the frown of Torismond, who by offering her a prejudice proffers her a
greater pleasure? and more, mad lass, to be melancholy, when thou hast
with thee Alinda, a friend who will be a faithful copartner of all thy
misfortunes, who hath left her father to follow thee, and chooseth
rather to brook all extremities than to forsake thy presence. What,
Rosalynde,
Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.
Cheerly, woman: as we have been bed-fellows in royalty, we will be
fellow-mates in poverty: I will ever be thy Alinda, and thou shalt
ever rest to me Rosalynde; so shall the world canonize our friendship,
and speak of Rosalynde and Alinda, as they did of Pylades and Orestes.
And if ever fortune smile, and we return to our former honor, then
folding ourselves in the sweet of our friendship, we shall merrily
say, calling to mind our forepassed miseries:
Olim haec meminisse juvabit."
[Footnote 1: necessities.]
[Footnote 2: precious; because the most valued gems came from the
Orient.]
At this Rosalynde began to comfort her, and after she had wept a few
kind tears in the bosom of her Alinda, she gave her hearty thanks, and
then they sat them down to consult how they should travel. Alinda
grieved at nothing but that they might have no man in their company,
saying it would be their greatest prejudice in that two women went
wandering without either guide or attendant.
"Tush," quoth Rosalynde, "art thou a woman, and hast not a sudden
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