tia; et che piu posso io / che voi tu dame
deiphira mia; che voi tu da me?Philarco.
Dicotello io ella cussi vorebe mai ri-
cordarsi dite senon quanto ti vede et te vo-
rebe veder stare sempre adolorato consumandoti
et spasimando per troppo amore. Et tan–
to ti ramento pallimacro / che la femina
sa solo o amare / o troppo odiare. Presto
se incende uno core feminile adamore
molto piu se infiamma presto di crucij
et odio / ne in altro serba constantia al-
chuna la femina se non e in mantenere
ghe arre et crucij. Et ramentoti palli-
macro che a la femina quando ame sempre
piace qualunche cosa facia et dica che 

And what more can I do for you, my Deiphira? what do you want of me, my Deiphira? My Deiphira, what more do you want from me? Philarco. I tell you, she never thinks about you except when she sees you, and she wants to see you always suffering, consuming yourself and sighing from an excess of love. And may I remind you again, Palllimacro: females only know either how to love, or how to hate excessively. Their hearts kindle rapidly to love, and ignite even faster with vexation and hatred. They are constant in nothing except stoking quarrels and vexation. And I remind you Pallimacro, that when a woman is in love, she approves of her beloved’s every word and deed,