Alas! my lord, you have told
me many weighty and secret matters, of which you have never known me to
speak, you have proved my will to be like to your own, and you cannot
doubt but that I am less myself than you. And if you have sworn never to
tell the gentleman's secret to another, you will not break your oath in
telling it to me, for I am not and cannot be other than yourself. I have
you in my heart, I hold you in my arms, I have in my womb a child in
whom you live, and yet I may not have your heart as you have mine. The
more faithful and true I am to you, the more cruel and stern are you to
me, so that a thousand times a day do I long by a sudden death to rid
my child of such a father and myself of such a husband. And I hope that
this will be ere long, since you set a faithless servant before a wife
such as 1 am to you, and before the life of the mother of your child,
which will perish because I cannot have of you that which I most desire
to know."
So saying, she embraced and kissed her husband, and watered his face
with her tears, uttering the while such lamentations and sighs that the
good Prince feared to lose wife and child together, and resolved to tell
her all the truth of the matter.
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