Berkeley, William · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
I was of your mind, till I had experience Of the contrary. Conceits of yourself, makes you of the opinion I mentioned: You think 'tis impossible for all men, What you cannot attain to; what Arts Have you used to gain her? He knows none but distilling sighs At the Altar of her beauty. Ifhe be subject to that frenzie, I will Counsel him to take any Trade upon him Rather than that of Love. And do you think there is any thing fitter To call down affection than submission? Nothing more opposite for languishing transports; Whinings and Melancholy makes us more laughed at, Than beloved of our Mistresses; and with reason: For why should we hope to deserve their favours, When we confess we merit not a lawful esteem of ourselves? I have known some their Mistresses have forsaken, Only because they were certain the world took notice They were deeply in love with them. And they did wisely; for the victory being got, They were to prepare for a new Triumph, and Not like your City Officers, ride still with the Same Liveries. Some I confess, have miscarried In it, but 'twas because their provision of Beauty was spent before they came to composition. Thou were't an excellent fool in a chamber, if you Continue, you'll be so in a Comedy: Dost believe thou canst swagger them out of their loves? Sooner than soften their hearts by my tears, And though a River should run through me, I would seal up my eyes, before a drop should Come that way: for our unmanly submissions Raise them to that height, that they think We are largely favoured, if they harken to us with contempt. 'Tis safer they should do so, than hate us for our insolence. If thou hast ever been used to talk sense, I should wonder at thee now: why I should Sooner hope to gain a Lady after the Murder Of her family, than after she had an opinion I deserved to be slighted by her. 'Fore VENUS he talks with Authority: I know Not well what he has said, but methinks There is something in it: prithee let's harken to him. Do; and if I do not dispossess you of all your Opinions, let me be— You must deal by enchantment then; for I am Resolved to stick to my conclusions. 'Tis the best holdfast your foolish Devil has, But strong reasons shall be your exorcism. Tell me first what is she you love? Would I could. Then for all thy jesting, there's some hope Thou art yet in thy wits. You mistake me; I mean I could not tell, because No Tongue can speak her to her merit. Heyda, if the Ballad of the Rose and the Honeycomb Do not do it more than she deserves, or almost any woman, Let me be condemned to sing the funerals of parrots. Would the Ladies heard you.
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I was of your minde, till I had experience Of the contrary. Conceites of your selfe, makes you of the opinion I mention'd: You thinke 'tis impossible for all men, What you cannot attaine to; what Arts Have you us'd to gaine her? He knowes none but distilling sighes At the Altar of her beauty. Ifhe be subject to that frenzie, I will Counsell him to take any Trade upon him Rather than that of Love. And doe you thinke there is any thing fitter To call downe affection than submission? Nothing more opposite for languishing transports; Whinings and Melancholy makes us more laught at, Than belov'd of our Mistresses; and with reason: For why should we hope to deserve their favours, When we confesse we merit not a lawfull esteeme of our selves? I have knowne some their Mistresses have forsaken, Onely because they were certaine the world tooke notice They were deepely in love with them. And they did wisely; for the victory being got, They were to prepare for a new Triumph, and Not like your City Officers, ride still with the Same Liveries. Some I confesse, have miscarry'd In it, but 'twas because their provision of Beauty was spent before they came to composition. Thou wer't an excellent foole in a chamber, if you Continue, you'le be so in a Comedie: Dost beleeve Thau canst swagger them out of their loves? Sooner than soften their hearts by my teares, And though a River should run through me, I would seale up my eies, before a drop should Come that way: for our unmanly submissions Raise them to that height, that they thinke We are largely favour'd, if they hearken to us with contempt. 'Tis safer they should do so, than hate us for our insolēce. If thou hast ever beene us'd to talke sence, I should wonder at thee now: why I should Sooner hope to gaine a Lady after the Murther Ofher familie, than after she had an opinion I deserv'd to be slighted by her. 'Fore VENVS he talkes with Authority: I know Not well what he has said, but methinkes There is something in it: prothee let's hearken to him. Doe; and if I doe not dispossesse you of all your Opinions, let me be — You must deale by inchantment then; for I am Resolv'd to sticke to my conclusions. 'Tis the best hold-fast your foolish Devill has, But strong reasons shall be your Exorcisme. Tell me first what is she you love? Would I could. Then for all thy jesting, there's some hope Thou art yet in thy wits. You mistake me; I meane I could not tell, because No Tongue can speake her to her merit. Heyda, if the Ballad of the Rose and the Honey-combe Doe not doe it more than she deserves, or almost any woman, Let me be condemn'd to sing the funerals of Parrats. Would the Ladies heard you.