not to stand doting at a distance, went to Warwick Castle
where Felice dwelt, she being daughter and heiress to Roband Earl of
Warwick. The Earl, her father, hearing of Guy's coming, bade him
heartily welcome, and prepared to entertain him with a match of hunting,
but he to that lent an unwilling ear, and to prevent it feigned himself
sick. The Earl, troubled for his friend, sent his own physician to him.
The doctor told Guy his disease was dangerous, and without letting blood
there was no remedy. Guy replied, "I know my body is distempered; but
you want skill to cure the inward inflammation of my heart: Galen's
Herbal cannot quote the flower I like for my remedy. There is a flower
which if I might but touch would heal me. It is called by a pretty
pleasing name, and I think Phaelix soundeth something like it." "I know
it not," replied the doctor, "nor is there in the Herbal any flower that
beareth such a name, as I remember."
So saying he departed, and left Guy to cast his eyes on the heavenly
face of his Felice, as she was walking in a garden full of roses and
other flowers.
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CHAPTER II.
_Guy courts Fair Felice; she at first denies, but after grants his
Suit on Conditions, which he accepts._
Guy immediately advanced to fair Felice, who was reposing herself in an
arbour, and saluted her with bended knees. "All hail, fair Felice,
flower of beauty, and jewel of virtue! I know, great princes seek to win
thy love, whose exquisite perfections might grace the mightiest monarch
in the world; yet may they come short of Guy's real affection, in whom
love is pictured with naked truth and honesty. Disdain me not for being
a steward's son, one of thy father's servants." Felice interrupted him
saying, "Cease, bold youth, leave off this passionate address; you are
but young and meanly born, and unfit for my degree: I would not my
father should know this." With this answer she departed from him.
Guy thus discomfited, lived for some time like one distracted, wringing
his hands, resolving to travel through the world to gain the love of
Felice, or death to end his misery.
Though Dame Fortune long may frown; when her course is run, she sends a
smile to cure the hearts that have been wounded by her frowns: so Cupid
sent from his bow a golden headed shaft and wounded Felice; and to her
sight presented an armed Knight saying, "This Knight shall become so
famous in the world that Kings and Prince
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