The Lord blesse you euer.

I feare Sir I shall but prostitute my self to far condempte by Delaie For we do but Laterem Lauare2 For the spotes of the catte will not be washed. Vnder hand I am obserued for begging, and this will increase the conceipt. but yet (Sir) I shall saie nothing till thursdaie (vpon this preuentingcare of yours). And embraceing your loving care with the best affeccion that I can: I do hartely wish all blessings on you. And instantly put myself in, upon your praiers, loaden with these and manie other burdens that my synnes iustly laie me vnder. Pardon my (tremulam manum) for I can write no better. Yours most truely,