Gilberti Cognati Nozereni aliquot epistolae

he said some most hostile words against me. That man, he said, explained and revealed our region to the French in his description. He had learned this from Tornonus, and it was almost decreed that Cognatus should be secretly dragged into the cave of Trophonius a Greek idiom for a place of madness or dark oracles. My brother, Huguo the elder, now the scribe of the Salins well, feeling that the most distinguished Prelate from Popet, my Lord and Patron, had been persuaded against me, secretly warned me by letter. I immediately flew there. He embraced me with his usual kindness and invited me to dinner. But he dissembled everything. The praus gentle/mild one was present with a face wonderfully composed for a hypocritical deōsin prayer/supplication, not without the gnashing of teeth. I wish you had been there, and had seen that fanatic who is not unknown to you. For I could hardly restrain myself from laughing, even though the matter was hateful. Immediately after my return to my homeland, by writing letters to many, I heard that this storm had been calmed. Yet the enemies did not cease to plot afterward. I learned everything from Barbatulus. For he has this one virtue, that he cannot contain anything. Roirus, than which prodigy I have never seen, nor heard, nor read anything more pestilent, treacherous, lying, and thieving, seems to make it his study that there is no friendship so firm that