I stony lady
subscrybyd thys with myne owne hande. _Me._ Trewly that
was a soro and fearfull epistle, I suppose that
Glaucoplutus wyll beware fro hesforthe. _Ogy._ Ye & if
he be wyse. _Me._ Wherfore dyd nat that good saynt
Iames wryte to that man of the same mater. _Ogy._ I can
nat tell, except it be bycause he is so ferre of, and
now a dayes men be moche searchyd for suche maters, &
in theyr iornaye theyr lettres take frome them. _Me._
I pray you, what god dyd send you into Englod? _Ogy._
I saw the wynd maruelouse prosperouse thyderward, and
I had almoste promysyd this to that blessyd lady of
Walsynga that I wold seke || her within .ij. yere,
_Me._ What wold you axe of her. _Ogy._ No new thyngs at
all, but suche as be comen, as to kepe saffe and sownd
my housholde, to encreasse my goodes, and in thys world
to haue a loge and mery liffe, and wha I dye
euerlastynge lyffe in another worlde. _Me._ May nat owr
lady grante the same at home with vs? She hathe at
Antwarpe a moche more lordly temple tha at Walsyngame.
_Ogy._ I denye nat but it may be so, but in dyuers
places she grantes dyuers thynges, wether it be her
pleasur so to do, or bycause she is so gentle, that as
cocernynge this purpose, she wyll gyue her selfe to our
affectyoes. _Me._ I haue harde oft of saynt Iames, but
I pray you describe to me the kyngdome of Walsyngam.
_Ogy.
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