'Catherine de Medicis, Queen of France, wife to Henry the Second, dreamed the very same day before the said king was wounded to death, that she saw him very sickly holding down his head as he walked down the streets of Paris, being followed by an infinite company of his people that lamented for him. Hereupon she most earnestly entreated him (and as is said) with wring-ing hands upon her knees, not to adventure into the rank of tilters on that day; but he giving the last day of the feasting for the marriage of Madam Margaret, sister to Emanuel Phillibert, Duke of Savouad her honour, and turning to break a lance agained red and valiant knight (to wit) the Count of Moneye was happened to be wounded; for in the lances' brefell and both sides, a shiver or splinter entered by the si} Then helmet, and struck very far into his head. the first died soon after of this wound, aged about fo * * * leaving his kingdom lamenting his losser. Now observe the dream of this great princess, learn what happened, whereof doubtless God gave pre before the Lis good angel, both for her good, and the ade towards France; but the king, being more desirous purse, who vanities of the world than the good advy- to prevent his wife, by his decease the people of France suffered many calamities. His son, Henry III., three days before he was murdered at St. Cloud, beheld in a dream all his royal ornaments, to wit, his linen vesture, sandals, Dalmatium robe, mantle of azure satin, crown and sceptre, bloody and made foul with the feet of religious men, and other people, and that he himself was angry with the sexton of the Abbey of St. Dennis; and albeit all good advice was given him, and he, according to the danger of his dream, stood securely upon his guard, yet so it fell out as a thing permitted by Heaven, that he could not avoid that fatal chance, but was slain, whatsoever strong guard was around him.' - The Divine Dreamer.

'I shal relate a dream of a young gentleman which of late happened, premonitory of the death of the Earl of Strafford, the truth of which is fresh in my memory.

This gentleman being disquieted with the thundering of pieces, which his imagination told him were in the air, and not upon earth, looking towards the heavens, he did conceive that he saw a great army ready to encounter with another; and observing the leaders, he perceived one to be a tall black man, the other low of stature. The tall black matt ran with his rapier against the same, and transported thus with fury, he stumbled and fell, and as he fell divers arrows were shot, some out of the

North, some out of the South, some out of the "West, some out of the East, as if all the four quarters had blown none other blasts. After this appeared divers like ghosts, walking with crosier staves, who seemed to harden and encourage the soldiers, yet their arguments could not win them to give battle. These in the twinkling of an eye lost their pure whiteness, and showed themselves in black with mitres falling from their heads; next to these followed a troop of shavelings, some carrying crosses, others praying with beads; but on a sudden a pillar of fire appeared, and they vanished, and all the heavens seemed to be disturbed. Looking downward he saw a grave old man sitting in a chair of state, upon the top of a mountain, having a sceptre in his hand, with a triple crown on his head, having with him divers habited in long robes and red hats, that seemed to hold the chair; whilst his eye was busied with the view of them, a thunderbolt fell and cleft the mountain, which swallowed them up. Then he seemed to pass through pleasant fields, and the first he met with was a young Cavalero. ****** The next he met withal was a poor soldier. Now thought the young gallant that he should learn what was the variance between these troops; but before the gentleman could speak to him, the soldier made towards him, and like a bold ruffian demanded his purse, who was a little unwilling; yet having no remedy to prevent the taking thereof, did deliver it, and in requital, the soldier said, "Come you to hear news? In brief it is this, our General being dead, our, armies were disbanded." Having uttered the words, he vanished, and in his room entered a poor countryman who was very desirous to know whether he had met with any soldiers that had driven away his cattle. He pitied this poor man, but could give him no comfort in regard his money was taken away from him. The gentleman passing on came to a great house that was fortified with bulwarks, trenches, and well manned, and on the side of it was an arm of the sea, but in regard he could not give the word, he was not admitted. As he passed by he perceived one that was looking under a tree to take the true height of a star; falling into conversation with him, he told him what a vision he had seen, and would needs know what this black man was that fell from heaven. The astronomer told him if he would have a little patience till he had laid aside his mathematical instruments he would show him his full proportion. Whereupon drawing forth a small glass out of a box that expressed such curiosity, as if many artists had assembled together to compose it; no sooner was the box opened, but the beauty of that which was contained therein, made the young gentleman stand and admire whether that which his eye beheld was the work of art or nature, or both.

'Having taken a small ribbon, which was of a skin colour, from the sides of the box, he drew forth a glass in an oval frame, set round with diamonds and rubies; the middle thereof was made of topaz, and so exactly cut, as it sufficiently expressed the skill of the lapidary. On one side of the glass he could perceive this tall man habited like a prince, on the other side like a mourner, and by him an executioner, with this inscription over his head in great letters - "worser rul'd not, traytor's head must off." Now, sir, said the astrologer, cast up each letter of this inscription, and you shall find out his name and title, the which he presently and readily undertook, by trans-placing the letters, and found it to be Sir Thomas "Wentworth, Lord Strafford.* It was no small wonder to him to see that his lordship's name and title should so truly divine his nature and fortune. No sooner had this astronomer showed his glass, but he vanished, and making a horrible noise at his departure, the gentleman awaked, and fell again into a sweet slumber, and soon after gave this relation to divers.' - The Divine Dreamer.

* There is still a little inexactness about this anagram, even after it has been accommodated with the use of Gonzalo's orthography.