LETTER.

"Like as the riche man that dayly gathereth riches to riches, and to one

bag of money layeth a greate sort til it come to infinit, so me thinkes,

your Majestie not beinge suffised with many benefits and gentilnes

shewed to me afore this time, dothe now increase them in askinge and

desiring wher you may bid and comaunde, requiring a thinge not worthy

the desiringe for it selfe, but made worthy for your highness request.

My pictur I mene, in wiche if the inward good mynde towarde your grace

might as wel be declared as the outwarde face and countenance shal be

seen, I wold nor haue taried the comandement but prevent it, nor haue

bine the last to graunt but the first to offer it. For the face, I

graunt, I might wel blusche to offer, but the mynde I shall neur be

ashamed to present. For thogth from the grace of the pictur, the coulers

may fade by time, may giue by wether, may be spotted by chance, yet the

other nor time with her swift winges shall ouertake, nor the mistie

cloudes with their loweringes may darken, nor chance with her slipery

fote may ouerthrow. Of this althogth yet the profe could not be greate

because the occasions hath bine but smal, notwithstandinge as a dog

hathe a day, so may I perchaunce haue time to declare it in dides wher

now I do write them but in wordes. And further I shal most humbly

beseche your Maiestie that whan you shal loke on my pictur you wil

witsafe to thinke that as you haue but the outwarde shadow of the body

afore you, so my inwarde minde wischeth, that the body it selfe wer

oftener in your presence; howbeit bicause bothe my so beinge I thinke

coulde do your Maiestie litel pleasure thogth my selfe great good, and

againe bicause I se as yet not the time agreing ther[=u]to, I shal lerne

to folow this saing of Orace, Feras non culpes quod vitari non potest.

And thus I wil (troblinge your Maiestie I fere) end with my most humble

thankes, beseching God long to preserue you to his honour, to your

c[=o]fort, to the realmes profit, and to my joy. From Hatfilde this 1

day of May.

"Your Maiesties most humbly Sistar

"and Seruante

"ELIZABETH."

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