308 THE PATTERNS
A bawd me bought, yet am I not
defilde by fleshly crime. Were nothing pleasanter to me,
than parents mine to know: I am the issue of a king,
my blond from kings doth flow. I hope that God will mend ?ny state,
and send a better day. Leaue off your teares, plucke vp your heart,
and banish care away. Shew gladnesse in your countenance,
cast vp your cheerfiill eyes: That God remaines that once of nought
created earth and skies. He will not let in care and thought
you still to Hue, and all for nought.
When Apollonius heard her sing' these verses, lifting vp his eyes, and sighing he said: Alas poore wretch as I am, how long shall I striue with, life, and abide this greeuous conflict? Good maiden, I giue hearty thanks both to your wisedome and nobilitie: requiting you with this one thing, that whensoeuer, if euer such occasion doe chance, I shall haue desire to be merrie I will then thinke on you, or if euer I be restored vnto my kmgdome. And perhaps, as you say, you are descended of the race of kings, and indeed you doe well represent the nobilitie of your parentage. But nowe I pray you receiue this reward at my handes, an hundred peeces of golde, and depart from me and trouble me no longer, for my present griefe is renued by your lamentable recitall, and I consume with continuall sorrowe. When the maid had receiued the reward, shee was about to depart., Then spake Athanagoras, whither goest thou Tharsia, quoth hee ? hast thou taken paine without profite, and canst thou not worke a deed of charitie, and relieue