Sir Edward Cecyl to the Duke.
My most excellent Lord,
THere are some Letters of mine, that had come to your Lorships hands, a good many dayes since, had not the wind been contra∣ry and withstood their passage. The substance whereof was onely to shew you how thankful I hold my self to your excellencie for so great and infinite a favour as it hath pleased your excellencie to think me worthie of. But as is it a favour that will set me on work all the dayes of my life: so is it greater then I can ever deserve. How∣soever my resolution is to do my best. And I humbly beseech your Excellencie to believe, that with my diligence, and the best under∣standing I have, I will seek nothing but to please you, and to ho∣nour you; and if God say Amen to make the world speak of your design as much (I hope) as ever our Nation hath given cause. And for the faults of my self, and those I shall bring with me, they shall not be excused, but with our lives, and bloods: for I hope I shall bring none, but such as know what to do, and when they come to it will bite fooner then bark. I do promise my self your Excellencie will have no cause to doubt or repent you of your favours, for I know what men have done, and what they can do in my occupation. But God is God, and men are but men.
All my discouragement is, that the States answer not his Majesties