Berkeley, William · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 517 words
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The cause takes all away, and want of power Excuseth what I cannot yet express too much of me, But how our loves came to so sad a period, As yet in clouds I have only seen, My Uncle's cruelty and hate of you procured our separation. But how knew he our loves? though torment since Have wrung it from me, my joys ever flowed silent and calm. I know it, but we were betrayed By one that served me, and the doubts confirmed By the Moore you spoke with yesterday. Ha? How came she to know it, she was not here. All that I ever did she's conscious of, And jealous of your love unto HERMIONE, Did place me here, to search into your thoughts, And now is prouder of this discovery, Thanifa Crown were added to her. To what strange Laws does Heaven confine itself, That it will suffer them that dare be damned To have power over those it has selected, My tears and sacrifice could never gain So much upon its mercy, as to lend Thy happy sight for one faint minutes comfort: Yet those that sell themselves to Hell, can force Thy quiet rest for inquisition on innocence, And to what purpose serves faith and religious secrecy When Magic mocks and frustrates all our vows? This Moore than was confederate with your Uncle's passion. She is the cause that I do walk in shades. And I will be, that she shall walk in Hell: With her I will begin, then seek revenge Under the ruins of thy Uncle's house: All men that dare to name him, and not curse His memory, shall feel the power Of my despised hate and friendship. My dearest Lysicles, promise to be But temperate in your anger, and I will Discover more than you yet hoped to know. As justice that's concerned to punish crimes, I will. Then know I was betrayed. Oh love, here's company, I must retire. Talking to graves at night, and making love i'th' day: My Lord, I, nor my daughter have deserved this. Pardon me Sir, I could do no less, Being to take an everlasting farewell, but give this Visit to her memory: reserve your censure Till ten days be over, and if I do not Satisfy you, condemn me. W Here did you borrow that last sigh, and that relenting groan? For those that sigh, and not for love, Usurp what's not their own. love's arrows sooner armour pierce, Than your soft snowy skin, Y our eyes can onely teach us love, But cannot take it in. Another sigh than I may hope The Song being ended, Oh Madam, call all your sorrows to you, you are Not sad enough to hear the news I bring. Would it were killing, that my death might end My fears, as my life has my hopes. You mistake me Madam, Eugenio is returned. Eugenio returned? thou hast reason, Phillida, I Should be dead with sorrow: 'Tis not fit we hear his name Without a miracle: where is he? send to bring him hither.
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The cause takes all away, and want of power Excuseth what I cannot yet expresse too much of me, But how our loves came to sosad a period, As yet in clouds I have onely seene, My Uncles cruelty and hate of you procur'd our separation. But how knew he our loves? though torment since Have wrung it from me, my joyes ever flow'd silent and calme. I know it, but we were betray'd By one that serv'd me, and the doubts confirm'd By the Moore youspake with yesterday. Ha? How came she to know it, she was not here. All that I ever did shee's conscious of, And jealous of your love unto HERMIONE, Did place me here, to search into your thoughts, And now is prouder of this discovery, Thanifa Crowne were added to her. To what strange Lawes does Heaven confine it selfe, That it will suffer them that dare be damn'd To have power over those it has selected, My teares and sacrifice could never gaine So much upon its mercy, as to lend Thy happy sight for one faint minutes comfort: Yet those that sell themselves to Hell, can force Thy quiet rest for inquisition on innocence, And to what purpose serves faith and religious secresie When Magick mocks and frustrates all our vowes? This Moore then was confederate with your Uncles passion. She is the cause that I doe walke in shades. And I will be, that she shall walke in Hell: With her I will begin, then seeke revenge Under the ruines of thy Uncles house: All men that dare to name him, and not curse His memory, shall feele the power Ofmy despised hate and friendship. My dearest Lysicles, promise to be But temperate in your anger, and I will Discover more than you yet hop'd to know. As justice that's concern'd to punish crimes, I will. Then know I was betrai'd. Oh love, here's company, I must retire. Talking to graves at night, and making love i'th day: My Lord, I, nor my daughter have deserv'd this. Pardon me Sir, I could doe no lesse, Being to take an everlasting farewell, but give this Visite to her memory: reserve your censure Till ten dayes be over, and if I doe not Satisfie you, condemne me. VV Here did you borrow that last sigh, and that relenting groane? For those that sigh, and not for love, Vsurpe what's not their owne. Loves arrowes sooner armour pierce, Than your soft snowy skinne, Y our eyes can onely teach us love, But cannot take it in. Another sigh then I may hope The Song being ended, Oh Madam, call all your sorrowes to you, you are Not sad enough to heare the newes I bring. Would it were killing, that my death might end My feares, as my life has my hopes. You mistake me Madam, Eugenio is return'd. Eugenio return'd? thou hast reason, Phillida, I Should be dead with sorrow: 'Tis not fit we heare his name Without a miracle: where is he? send to bring him hither.