Your sweete lettres cominge from the aboundance of your Love, were ioyefully received into the closet of my best affections, (though nowe furred with age and no suitable harboure for suche a gueste.) The ioye thereof hath at length quickned me up to this slender testimony of my highe esteeme of your love, and my true desire to nourishe the same. Alas (good Ladie) can there any lovelye thinge appeare to you in so crazed a bodie and mynde, that beinge a burden to itselfe, accounts it great honor from the Lorde not to be offensive to my friends, nor despised of my betters: but to bee of such price (as you please to have mee) in a trulie noble and woorthie brest, would revive my conceite to some highe pitche of myne owne worthe, but that the continual sense of my infirmities holdes me still in my right temper. Beinge nowe warned by age to expecte my change daylie, I seeke the more to withdrawe my thoughts from other things, that I maie more seriouslie intende my preparations for it; as the most needeful studie for all; especially for mee, whose time of dissolution is even at hande. Yet so longe as life and light upholde this hearte, I shall not cease to be myndefull of your Love; and (as my last and best meanes of requitall) laboure to laye up with the Lorde some pore blessinge of praier, which may be remembred upon you and yours, for your best wellfare, when I shall sleep with my fathers.