Note 1 — I COCORNI.
Reading edition
There was a beautiful Englishwoman here once, beautiful and rich as the sun.1 Heads without number were turned by her: but she would have nothing to say to anyone who wanted to marry her. Some defect she found in all. She was very accomplished, as well as rich and beautiful, and she drew a picture, and said ‘When one comes who is like this I will marry him; but no one else.’ Some time after a friend came to her, and said: