To my lorde my hosbande the yerle of Shrouesbury
my owne good Lorde I longed greatly to here frome you and thanke you moste hartely for your Latter whyche wos a great coumfor[t] to me, nexte to your selfe, ther ys not any thynge coulde be more welcome I wos yn some feare that your yerly Iorne myght brynge you to some payne yn your handes or leges, I haue thought the tyme longe sence your goynge. you haue bene letyll out of my mynde I wolde you knewe my wholle thoughtes I was somethynge afearde thys mornynge that I shulde not haue sene you afore your Iorney, now I shall longe for monday and wyll yn the meanne tyme and euer wysshe to you as to my owne harte and prey to the lorde to sende you helthe withall the hapenes your selfe cane desyre Chelsey thys seterday

your louynge and most obedyante faythefull wyffe

EShrouesbury

bare swete harte with my bletynge, of late I haue yoused to wryte letyll. with my owne hande but coulde nott now for bayre


Developed by

Developed by The University of Glasgow

Technical Development

Technical development by The Humanities Research Institute

Funded by

Funded by the AHRC

'Bess of Hardwick's Letters' was developed by The University of Glasgow with technical development provided by The Humanities Research Institute at The University of Sheffield
Version 1.0 | ISBN 978-0-9571022-3-1
© 2013 The University of Glasgow
Contact Us | Copyright and Citation Guide