nstruxerit ille
Clarus erit, fortis, justus. Sapiensne? Etiam et rex
Et quicquid volet--

But, Aliena, let it not be so with thee in thy fancies, but respect
his faith and there an end."

Aliena, hearing Ganymede thus forward to further Saladyne in his
affections, thought she kissed the child for the nurse's sake, and
wooed for him that she might please Rosader, made this reply:

"Why, Ganymede, whereof grows this persuasion? Hast thou seen love in
my looks, or are mine eyes grown so amorous, that they discover some
new-entertained fancies? If thou measurest my thoughts by my
countenance, thou mayest prove as ill a physiognomer, as the lapidary
that aims at the secret virtues of the topaz by the exterior shadow of
the stone. The operation of the agate is not known by the strakes, nor
the diamond prized by his brightness, but by his hardness. The
carbuncle that shineth most is not ever the most precious; and the
apothecaries choose not flowers for their colors, but for their
virtues. Women's faces are not always calendars of fancy, nor do their
thoughts and their looks ever agree; for when their eyes are fullest
of favors, then are they oft most empty of desire; and when they seem
to frown at disdain, then are they most forward to affection. If I be
melancholy, then, Ganymede, 'tis not a consequence that I am entangled
with the perfection of Saladyne. But seeing fire cannot be hid in the
straw, nor love kept so covert but it will be spied, what[1] should
friends conceal fancies? Know, my Ganymede, the beauty and valor, the
wit and prowess of Saladyne hath fettered Aliena so far, as there is
no object pleasing to her eyes but the sight of Saladyne; and if Love
have done me justice to wrap his thoughts in the folds of my face, and
that he be as deeply enamored as I am passionate, I tell thee,
Ganymede, there shall not be much wooing, for she is already won, and
what needs a longer battery."

[Footnote 1: why.]

"I am glad," quoth Ganymede, "that it shall be thus proportioned, you
to match with Saladyne, and I with Rosader: thus have the Destinies
favored us with some pleasing aspect, that have made us as private in
our loves, as familiar in our fortunes."

With this Ganymede start up, made her ready, and went into the fields
with Aliena, where unfolding their flocks, they sate them down under
an olive tree, both of them amorous, and yet diversely affected;
Aliena joying in the excellence of Saladyne, and Ga