To him another. LETTER XXI.
SIR, although I am ravished with your eloquence, yet I am not satisfied: but you remaine still unjust, and I not well pleased. I see what the matter is; you are so weary of your Pennance at Lymousin: that you have no minde to come and continue it in Angoumois. You like better to goe in a streight line to the good, then to goe to it by the crooked change of evill; and preferre a safe harbour before an incommodious creeke. Wherein Sir, I cannot blame your choise; onely I complaine of your proceeding; and finde it strange, you should disguise your joy, for escaping a badde passage, and that you are content to be unhappy at Ro∣chell; because you will not venture to be un∣happy here. These high and Theologicall com∣parisons