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Dear Mistriss how I love you!
I wish I had Merits worthy your Affections.
You are all a man can wish in women kind, for you are young, fair, virtuous, witty and wise.
Alas all youth hath more follies than years, whereas those that are old, have or ought to have more years than follies.
You might be thought old by your speech and actions, by rea∣son you speak so experienced, and act with such prudence and discretion; wherefore I should judge you were instructed by those that are old, and knew much.
Indeed my Educators were Aged, and my Tutors, like as Pain∣ters, drew with the Pencil of the Tongue, and the Colours of Sense, and the white of Truth, on the Platform of my Brain, many figurate discourses for the Understanding to view, but my Understanding hath weak Eyes.
Your Understanding neither wants sight nor light, but the Lady Faction wants both, or else she had not been so uncivil to you as she was when I was with you last; were not you very Cholerick with her?
I am of too Melancholy a Nature to be very Cholerick.
Why, are those that are Melancholy never Cholerick?
I cannot say never, but yet very seldome, by reason they want that heat which makes Choler; for though the Spirits of Melan∣choly persons may be as quick as those that are Cholerick, yet they are not so fiery, for there is as much difference betwixt Melancholy and Choler, as freesing and burning, the one contracts into a sad silence, the other expulses in blows, and many extravagant actions, and angry words; but those persons which are seldome angry, as all Melancholy persons are, who are of a pati∣tient, peaceable Nature, yet when they are angry are very angry; to those persons that are naturally Melancholy, that are seldome seen to be merry or to laugh, yet when they are merry, their mirth is ridiculous, and they will laugh extremely, as at nothing, or at any thing; so those that are naturally Contem∣plative, when they do speak, they speak beyond all sense and reason, their speech flows like as a Torrent, rough and forceable; thus we may perceive that extremes one way run into extremes another way.
I can truly witness that you are not apt to be angry, or at least not to appear angry; for I did wonder at your humble behaviour, civil ans∣wers, patient demeanors towards the Lady Faction.
I may suffer an injury patiently when I cannot avoid it, but I will never injure my self in doing such actions, or speaking such words as are unbesitting, unworthy and base.