and collogue as well as the best, with
handkerchiefs, and wrought nightcaps, purses, posies, and such toys: as he
justly complained,

[5190] "Cur mittis violas? nempe ut violentius uret;
Quid violas violis me violenta tuis?" &c.

"Why dost thou send me violets, my dear?
To make me burn more violent, I fear,
With violets too violent thou art,
To violate and wound my gentle heart."

When nothing else will serve, the last refuge is their tears. _Haec scripsi
(testor amorem) mixta lachrymis et suspiriis_, 'twixt tears and sighs, I
write this (I take love to witness), saith [5191]Chelidonia to Philonius.
_Lumina quae modo fulmina, jam flumina lachrymarum_, those burning torches
are now turned to floods of tears. Aretine's Lucretia, when her sweetheart
came to town, [5192]wept in his bosom, "that he might be persuaded those
tears were shed for joy of his return." Quartilla in Petronius, when nought
would move, fell a weeping, and as Balthazar Castilio paints them out,
[5193]"To these crocodile's tears they will add sobs, fiery sighs, and
sorrowful countenance, pale colour, leanness, and if you do but stir
abroad, these fiends are ready to meet you at every turn, with such a
sluttish neglected habit, dejected look, as if they were now ready to die
for your sake; and how, saith he, shall a young novice thus beset, escape?"
But believe them not.

[5194] ------"animam ne crede puellis,
Namque est foeminea tutior unda fide."

Thou thinkest, peradventure, because of her vows, tears, smiles, and
protestations, she is solely thine, thou hast her heart, hand, and
affection, when as indeed there is no such matter, as the [5195]Spanish
bawd said, _gaudet illa habere unum in lecto, alterum in porta, tertium qui
domi suspiret_, she will have one sweetheart in bed, another in the gate, a
third sighing at home, a fourth, &c. Every young man she sees and likes
hath as much interest, and shall as soon enjoy her as thyself. On the other
side, which I have said, men are as false, let them swear, protest, and
lie; [5196]_Quod vobis dicunt, dixerunt mille puellis_. They love some of
them those eleven thousand virgins at once, and make them believe, each
particular, he is besotted on her, or love one till they see another, and
then her alone; like Milo's wife in Apuleius, _lib. 2._ _Si quem
conspexerit speciosae formae invenem, venustate ejus sumitur, et in eum
animum intorquet_. 'Tis their com