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She saith that she hath more love then knowledge, and that after the effects of her friendship, she does ill to em∣ploy words.
MAdam, I doe not thinke those who have given you their approbation, can de∣ny you their remembrance. The excellency that is in you begets at the same time desire
to conserve, aswell as acquire your favour. I have but one griefe, tis, not to have soule e∣nough to judge the perfections of yours. They say wee must measure love by knowledge, and neverthelesse, albeit I be∣leeve not to know you perfect∣ly, I cannot imagine that any can love you better, but were it so, It would sad me much, to have no more judgement, that I might have more affection. I thinke I am quite contrary to that you say of the Sunne, my hea••e outgoes my light, my love, my knowledge. Call me no more your goddesse, if you will not have mee call you my idolatresse, you erre to ten∣der so much honour to her that merits so little. Straine not for words to shew you love mee, your deedes have made mee
know it; I shall never see better by the brightnesse of a Torch, then that of the Sunne it selfe. So I compare deeds, and words which doe not equally ex∣presse friendship, tis of the last notwithstanding I must serve my selfe, not having power e∣nough to shew you otherwise how much I am,
Madam,
Your, &c.