ABSTRACT
The Patterne of Painefull Adventures 437 And when she had so done, she returned unto her father, and saide: Good father, I pray you, what yong man is this which sitteth in so honourable a place over against you, so sorrowfull and heavie?l o sweete daughter, answered the king, this yong man is a seawracked man, and hath done me great honour to day at the baines and place of exercise, for which cause I sent for him to sup with me; but I knowe not neither what, neither whence he is. If you be desirous to know these things, demaund of him, for you may understand all things; and peradventure when you shall knowe, you will be mooved with compassion towardes him. Nowe when the lady perceived hir fathers mind, she turned about unto Apollonius, and saide: Gentleman, whose grace and comlinesse sufficiently bewraieth the nobilitie of your birth, if it be not grievous unto you, shew me your name I beseech you, and your adventures.2 Then answered Apollonius: Madam, if you aske my name, I have lost it in the sea: if you enquire of my nobilite, I have left that at Tyrus. Sir, I beseech you then said the Lady Lucina, tel me this more plainly, that I may understand. Then Apollonius, craving licence to speake, declared his name, his birth and nobilitie, and unripped the whole tragedie of his adventures in order as is before rehearsed, and when he had made an end of speaking, he burst foorth into most plentifull teares.3 Which when the king beheld, he saide unto Lucina: deere daughter, you have done evill in requiring to know the yong mans name, and his adventures, wherein you have renued his forepassed griefes. But since nowe you have understoode all the trueth of him, it is meete, as it becommeth the daughter of a king, you likewise extend your liberaIitie towards him, and whatsoever you give him I will see it be perfourmed. Then Lucina having already in hir heart professed to doe him good, and nowe perceiving very luckily her fathers mind to be inclined to the desired purpose, she cast a friendly looke upon him, saying: Apollonius, nowe lay sorrowe aside, for my father is determined to inrich you: and Apollonius, according to the curtesie that was in him, with sighes and sobbes at remembrance of that whereof he had so lately spoken, yeelded great thankes unto the faire ladie Lucina.
