Love Letter 14

this shall be to advertise you
of the great elengeness that I find here
since your departing ; for, I ensure you
methinketh the time longer since
your departing now last, than I was
wont to do a whole fortnight. I think
your kindness and my fervency of love
causeth it ; for, otherwise, I would not
have thought it possible that for so
little a while it should have grieved
me. But now that I am coming to-
wards you, methinketh my pains be
half removed ; and also I am right well
comforted in so much that my book
maketh substantially for my matter;
in looking whereof I have spent above
four hours this day, which causeth me
now to write the shorter letter to you
at this time, because of some pain in
my head; wishing myself (especially
an evening) in my sweetheart’s arms,
whose pretty dukkys I trust shortly
to kiss.

Written by the hand of him that
was, is, and shall be yours by his own


3 thoughts on “Love Letter 14”

  1. Nina V says:

    “Written by the hand of him that was, is, and shall be yours by his own will, H.R.” Yet later he charges her with witchcraft and seducing him against his will.

  2. Samantha says:

    Dukky is the Tudor word for breast

  3. Soph says:

    Tbh she was just using her body to become queen and that I will say is being extremely smart in this case.

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