To my wyfe The countes
of Shrowsbury at tutbury
yev this
my dere none havenge Resevyd your lettar offe
the furste of decembar whyche camme in very good
tyme eles hadde I sente oune of thes few Remenynge
with me to have brought me worde of your helthe
whyche I dobted offe for that I harde nott from
you offe All this tyme tyll now whyche drove
me in dumpes but now Revyved Agen by your wrytenge
vnto me/ I thank you swete more for your podenges &
venyson/ the podenges have I bestoud in this wyes dosen
to my lade cobbam & As many to my Lord steward
& to my Lord of Leystere & the Reste I have Resarved
to my celfe to ete in my chaumbar the venyson is yett
At london but I have cente for it heddar
I perseve nedd talbott hathe bene syke & now
paste dangar I thanke god I have sych Anone
that is so carfull ovar me & myne/ god cend
me sone home to posesse my greteste Ioye/ if you
thynke it is you/ you Arre nott desevyd
I wyll nott forgett to dele with the master of the Rolles
for Iounge knyfton/ he semes to be myche
my frende/ & is now in delynge betwext denenge &
me for the lees of Abbott stoke/ Agred Apon
by me & tomworthe he shuld so doo/ he holdes
it At Athousande markes/ & the master offe the
Rolles hathe dreven it to vc poundes whych me thynkes
to myche for syche Alees yett because it lyes so as
I Am informyd Amounges gylbardes landes I have
made my steward to ofar iiijc poundes & to gett ...
tyll the next terem because I wold hav your advyse
therein/ & for that I lyve in hope
to be with you before you can Reterne Answar Agen
you shall vndarstannde that this presente mondaye
in the mornynge fyndenge the quene A in the garden
At good lesur I gave hur mageste thankes
that che hadd so lytell Regard to the clammurus pepull
of bolsore in my absens che declared vnto what evell
speche was agenste me off
my nerenes/ & sclak in house kepynge/ & As mych
As was told hur/ whych che inowyes beleved with As
good wordes/ as I cold wysche declarenge that or it were
longe I shuld well perseve che dyd so truste me As che
dyd few/ che wold nott tell me wherin but doute
it was About the custody of the scotes quene/ here is
pryvate spech that gates & vahan shuld make sute
to hav hur but this day I perseve it is Altered
I thynke before senday thes mattares wyll cum to sum
passe that we shall know how longe our Abode shalbe
but how so evar it faules oute I wyll nott fale
but be with you before kyrsemas orre eles you shall
cum to me/ the plage is desparsed sore Abrode in london
so that the quene kepes hur kyrsemas here &
goethe nott to grenwyche As it was mente my lade
cobam your dere frende wysches your presens here ho loves
you well/ I tell hur I have the cause to love hur
beste for that che wysched me so well to spede as I dyd
& as the pene wrytes so the harte thynkes that offe
All erthely Ioyes that hath happenyd vnto me
I thanke god chefleste for you/ for with you I have All
Ioye & contentasyon of mynde & with oute you dethe is mor
plesante to me than lyfe/ if I thought I shuldbe longe
be from you/ & therefore good wyfe doo as I wyll doo
hope shortely offe oure metenge & fare well dere swete
none from hamton courte this mondaye At
mydnyght for it is every nyght so late before I goo
to my bedd beinge At play in the preve chambar
At premyro where I have loste almost Ahundereth
poundes & laked my sclepe
Your fethefull husbande
tyll dethe
G Shrewsbury
wyfe tell my doughter mawle
that I Am nott plesed with hur
that che hath nott wryten to me
with hur cystar yett wyll I nott forgett hur & the Reste
& pray to god to blesse them All