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Take your own measures , flatter him with love , soothe him to faith and confidence , and then -- oh pardon me , if there be baseness in the action -- then -- cozen him -- deceive him -- any thing -- for he deserves it all , that thinks that lovely body was formed for his embraces , whom age has rendered fitter for a grave . Form any plots , use every stratagem to save the life of _ Your _ OCTAVIO . * * * * * He wrote this in haste and disorder , as you may plainly see by the style , and went to the window with it , where he found _ Sylvia _ leaning expecting him : the sashes were up , and he tossed it in the handkerchief into her window : she read it , and wrote an answer back as soft as love could form , to send him pleased to bed ; wherein she commanded him to hope all things from her wit and industrious love . This had partly the effects she wished , and after kissing his hand , and throwing it up towards _ Sylvia _ , they parted as silent as the night from day , which was now just dividing -- so long they stayed , though but to look at each other ; so that all the morning was passed in bed to make the day seem shorter , which was too tedious to both : this pleasure he had after noon , towards the evening , that when _ Sylvia _ walked , as she always did in the garden , he could see her through the glass of his window , but durst not open it ; for the old gentleman was ever with her . In this time _ Octavio _ failed not however to essay the good nature of the gardener in order to _ Sylvia _ ' . flight , but found there was no dealing with him in this affair ; and therefore durst not come right down to the point : the next night he came under the beloved window again , and found the sacred object of his wishes leaning in the window expecting him : to whom , as soon as she heard his tread on the gravel , she threw down a handkerchief again , which he took up , and tossed his own with a soft complaining letter to entertain her till his return ; for he hasted to read hers , and swept the garden as he passed as swift as wind ; so impatient he was to see the inside -- which he found thus : SYLVIA _ to _ OCTAVIO . I beg , my charming friend , you will be assured of all I have promised you ; and to believe that but for the pleasure of those dear billets I receive from you , I could as little support this cruel confinement as you my absence .