ABSTRACT
Onely one note I may not omit, yea, though I were sure to be chidden by some of you (faire Ladies) for my labor, namely, the strong ambition of your sex, which we call weake. For you see how my author in the 55. staffe of this Canto hath delivered to us that Beatrice, the mother of Bradamant, would never be wonne to accept Rogero for her sonne-in-law, neither for his gentrie, nor his personage, nor his vallew, nor his wit, no nor yet her daughters owne choise and affection, till she heard he was chosen a king; with which aspiring humor of women it seemed how that (never too much praised) Sir Philip Sidney was wel acquainted with, making in his Arcadia not onely the stately Pamela, to reject the naked vertue of Musidorus till she found it well clothed with the title to a scepter, but even Mistris Mopsa, when she sate hooded in the tree to begge a boone of Apollo, to aske nothing but to have a king to her husband, and a lustie one to and when her pitifull father Dametas (for want of a better) plaid Apollos part, and told her she should have husbands enough, she praid devoutly they might be all kings.
