Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Wonder of women! could my attempts but yield Half what my heart conceives, these limbs should die, As many several deaths as they contain Conduits of life, to make your innocence live, For your Lucilio's sake, whose woes will swell Poor Lord, like to a wind-driven Ocean, When he shall hear you dead, and bear him down To some disastrous end. You are deceived, Dear friend; Lucilio's woes end with my life. Nor will a thought of grief, a tear or sigh Trouble his peaceful sleeps when I am dead. But I shall strain your patience too far, and give The Duke a cause to blame your too much favour. My little least of any thing, thou parcel of man, what's the news with thee? News from the Fortunate Islands Master Damasippus: The very Elysium of your delight, and delicious Nectar of pleasure; Mistress Ambrosia Frailware commands half herself to your learned conceits, and the rest to the heat of your inferior Moralities. O the odoriferous flower of Florence! How does she? In able strength and strong appetite: and earnestly entreats this evening your presence at Supper: her Husband will be forced by Oath business to be absent; and therefore you must feed her with the fruits of your company, and you shall be fed with the strength of confirming meats that edify. Thy reward shall overtake thee: I will first accompany this Lady to her death, and prepare and strengthen her according to morality, and then I will be ready to give all moral comfort to the sweet desires of our dear Paramour. I'll meet your moral comfort with such a Physical counterbuff, that I'll spoil your tilting for that night i'faith. ANd as I told you sweet Lady, make your reconcilement with the world, that you be not hindered from your death: if you owe any thing, you must forgive and forget it, that you may die according to morality. I thank your labour Master Damasippus, I hope my peace with heaven and earth's confirmed, And you shall need trouble yourself no farther. But you Antonio, whose deserving trust Must be a witness of the latest gasp Our fainting soul shall draw, tell to the world How undivided was the tender love Betwixt Althaea and Lucilio's life: And let me vow't into thy full belief, That the soft Air fanned with the cooling breath Of a mild summer's Evening from the West Was not less murderous than Althaea's wish— Nay weep not man, we cannot weep ourselves, We do entreat this death to end our woes, Not to increase them. Farewell Antonio; And if in after times you hear our friends Sigh for our hapless death, bid them desist; We did but quench the thirst envy had chased us into. Come honest friend Discharge your Office, for sorrow begins to fit Heavy upon our heart that fain would rest. Madam, forgive me your death. Which here I do As freely as I wish my wearied Ghost May find a fearless passage through the strange And uncouth shades that leads our souls to Rest
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Wonder of womē! could my attemps but yeeld Halfe what my heart conceives, theſe limbs ſhould die, As many ſeverall deaths as they containe Conduits of life, to make your innocence live, For your Lucilios ſake, whoſe woes will ſwell Poore Lord, like to a winde-driven Ocean, When he ſhall heare you dead, and beare him downe To ſome diſaſtrous end. You are deceiv'd, Deare friend; Lucilio's woes end with my life. Nor will a thought of griefe, a teare or ſigh Trouble his peacefull ſleeps when I am dead. But I ſhall ſtraine your patience too farre, and give The Duke a cauſe to blame your too much favour. My little leaſt of any thing, thou parcell of man, what's the newes with thee? Newes from the Fortunate Ilands Maſter Damaſippus: The very Elizium of your delight, and delicious Nectar of pleaſure; Miſtris Ambroſia Frailware commands halfe her ſelfe to your learned conceipts, and the reſt to the heate of your inferiour Moralities. O the odoriferous flowre of Florence! How does ſhee? In able ſtrength and ſtrong appetite: and earneſtly entreates this evening your preſence at Supper: her Husband will bee forc'd by Oath buſineſſe to be abſent; and therefore you muſt feed her with the fruits of your company, and you ſhall bee fed with the ſtrength of confirming meates that edifie. Thy reward ſhall overtake thee: I will firſt accompany this Lady to her death, and prepare and ſtrengthen her according to moralitie, and then I will be ready to give all moral comfort to the ſweet deſires of our deare Paramour. Ile meet your moral comfort with ſuch a Phyſicall counter-buffe, that Ile ſpoile your tilting for that night i'faith. ANd as I told you ſweet Lady, make your reconcilement with the world, that you bee not hindred from your death: if you owe any thing, you muſt forgive and forget it, that you may dye according to moralitie. I thanke your labour Maſter Damaſippus, I hope my peace with heaven and earth's confirm'd, And you ſhall need trouble your ſelfe no farther. But you Antonio, whoſe deſerving truſt Muſt be a witneſſe of the lateſt gaſpe Our fainting ſoule ſhall draw, tell to the world How undivided was the tender love Betwixt Althea and Lucilio's life: And let me vow't into thy full beliefe, That the ſoft Ayre faun'd with the cooling breath Of a milde Sommers Evening from the Weſt Was not leſſe murderous than Althea's wiſh— Nay weepe not man, we cannot weepe our ſelves, We doe intreat this death to end our woes, Not to encreaſe them. Farewell Antonio; And if in after times you heare our friends Sigh for our hapleſſe death, bid them deſiſt; We did but quench the thirſt envy had chas'd us into. —Come honeſt friend Diſcharge your Office, for ſorrow 'gins to fit Heavy upon our heart that faine would reſt. Madam, forgive me your death. Which here I doe As freely as I wiſh my weari'd Ghoſt May finde a feareleſſe paſſage through the ſtrange And uncouth ſhades that leades our ſoules to Reſt