Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Now I spy That which hath drawn him headlong from the sky, And I will make the Adulterer himself Author of my just vengeance. Thou once gone, ●e were again transhaped, and we both one. sweet Iuno will you once more mount your Chariot, ●nd keep your state above My designs ended, will not long be from you. My craft now Shall match his cunning; if there be in me A godhead, I have cast her destiny. Dear loving Lord, since 'twas my kindness drawn me To see unto your safety (though I know The Deities in every place secure) Give me some gift on earth, that I in heaven May applaud your royal bounty. Be it bread Beneath the Moon, 'tis my Saturnia's. I have not seen so sweet and lovely a Beast White without spot or slain; Is she of the herd Belonging to these Meadows? She is, no doubt. Why doth my Iuno ask? To make her mine. A gift too small for Juno to entreat, Or Iove to grant; Demand some greater boon. This Cow or nothing. she's not for thy use; What would my Love do with her? Only this, (Being above the rest most beautiful) To sacrifice her to your Deity. Not for the triple world: What was it, Sweet, That you of me demanded? Now to know What put you in this fear? Nay I have begged, And must not be denied. And have I found you? In what a straight an I? her to betray, And give her up into her enemy's hand, In man would prove a savage cruelty, Much more in us: and to deny a gift Appearing of so small a consequence, Would but augment her too much jealousy, And open that which is as yet concealed. What hope have I to enjoy greater things, That an denied a trifle? Say I will not, And give no reason; it may than appear, This Heifer to be no such as she seems. Well, she is yours; but how will you dispose her? So carefully, because she is your gift, My servant Argus with a hundred eyes Shall guard her from all dangers. 'Tis enough, In that, to us you shall express your love. But prove he to her churlish or unkind, There's one, at once his hundred eyes shall blind. So, she is now your charge. And being mine, I'll teach base Earth to injure what's divine. Where is my servant Argus? Who's that calls? The sacred goddess Iuno? What new service Will you command your vassal? Take't in brief; Beholdest thou This? This? This no matter what, Not worth a name; only a thing I loathe; Out on thee: But I'll spare my railing words, To express my hate in action. What's the cause The poor beast trembles that?
seed 43: T28 · seed 44: T22 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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Now I ſpy That which hath drawne him headlong from the sky, And I will make th' Adulterer himſelfe uthor of my iuſt vengeance. Thou once gon, e were again tranſhap'd, and we both one. weet Iuno will you once more mount your Chariot, nd keep your ſtate above My deſignes ended, will not long be from you. My craft now Shall match his cunning; if there be in me A godhead, I have caſt her deſtiny. Deare loving Lord, ſince 'twas my kindeneſſe drew me To ſee vnto your ſafety (though I know The Deities in every place ſecure) Give me ſome gift on earth, that I in heaven May applaud your royall bounty. Be it bred Beneath the Moon, 'tis my Saturnia's. I have not ſeen ſo ſweet and lovely a Beaſt White without ſpot or ſtain; Is ſhe of the herd Belonging to theſe Medowes? She is, no doubt. Why doth my Iuno aske? To make her myne. A gift too ſmall for Juno to entreat, Or Iove to grant; Demand ſome greater boon. This Cow or nothing. Shee's not for thy uſe; What would my Love do with her? Only this, (Being above the reſt moſt beautifull) To ſacrifice her to your Deity. Not for the triple world: What was it, Sweet, That you of me demanded? Now to know What put you in this feare? Nay I have beg'd, And muſt not be deny'd. And have I found you? In what a ſtreight am I? her to betray, And give her up into her enemies hand, In man would prove a ſavage cruelty, Much more in us: and to deny a gift Appearing of ſo ſmall a conſequence, Would but augment her too much jelouſie, And open that which is as yet conceal'd. What hope have I to enioy greater things, That am deny'd a trifle? Say I will not, And give no reaſon; it may then appeare, This Heifer to be no ſuch as ſhe ſeems. Well, ſhe is yours; but how will you diſpoſe her? So carefully, becauſe ſhe is your gift, My ſeruant Argus with a hundred eyes Shall guard her from all dangers. 'Tis enough, In that, to us you ſhall expreſſe your love. But prove he to her churliſh or vnkinde, There's one, at once his hundred eies ſhall blind. So, ſhe is now your charge. And being myne, I'le teach baſe Earth to injure what's divine. Where is my ſeruant Argus? Who's that calls? The ſacred goddeſſe Iuno? What new ſervice Will you command your vaſſal? Tak't in briefe; Beholdſt thou This? This? This no matter what, Not worth a name; only a thing I loath; Out on thee: But I'le ſpare my railing words, To expreſſe my hate in action. What's the cauſe The poore beaſt trembles that?