Suckling, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Nay Ladies, you shall find me, as free, as the Musicians of the woods themselves; what I have, you shall not need to call for, nor shall it cost you any thing. WHy so pale and wan fond Lover? Prithee why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee why so pale? Why so dull and mute young Sinner? Prithee why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do't? Prithee why so mute? Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move This cannot take her; If of herself she will not Love, Nothing can make her, The Devil take her. I should have guest, it had been the issue of your brain, if I had not been told so; A little foolish counsel (Madam) I gave a friend of mine four or five years ago, when he was falling into a Consumption.— Which of all you have seen the fair prisoner since she was confined? I have Madam. And how behaves she now herself? As one that had entrenched so deep in Innocence, she feared no enemies, bears all quietly, and smiles at Fortune, whilst she frowns on her. So gallant! I wonder where the beauty lies that thus inflames the royal blood? Faces, Madam, are like books, those that do study them know best, and to say truth, 'tis still much as it pleases the Courteous Reader. These Lovers sure are like Astronomers, that when the vulgar eye discovers, but a Sky above, studded with some few Stars, find out besides strange fishes, birds, and beasts. As men in sickness scorched into a raving do see the Devil, in all shapes and forms, when standers by wondering, ask where, and when; So they in Love, for all's but fever there, and madness too. That's too severe Semanthe; but we will have your reasons in the park; are the doors open through the Gardens? The King has newly led the way. Thou art a Tyrant, Ziriff: I shall die with joy. I must confess my Lord; had but the Prince's ills proved ●…eight, and not thus dangerous, he should have owed to me, at least I would have laid a claim unto his safety; and like Physicians, that do challenge right in Nature's cures, looked for reward and thanks; but since 'twas otherwise, I thought it best o save my selfe, and then to save the State. 'Twas wisely done. Safely I'm sure, my Lord! you know 'tis not ●…ur custom, where the King's dislike, once swells to hate, there to engage ourselves; Court friendship is a Cable, that in storms is ever cut, and I made bold with it; here is the warrant sealed and for the execution of it, if you think we are not strong enough, we may have for him the King did name. And him I would have named. But is he not too much the Prince's (Sir?)
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Nay Ladies, you shall finde mee, as free, as the Musicians of the woods themselves; what I have, you shall not need to call for, nor shall it cost you any thing. WHy so pale and wan fond Lover? Prithee why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevaile? Prithee why so pale? Why so dull and mute young Sinner? Prithee why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing doo't? Prithee why so mute? Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move This cannot take her; If of her selfe shee will not Love, Nothing can make her, The Devill take her. I should have ghest, it had been the issue of your braine, if I had not beene told so; A little foolish counsell (Madam) I gave a friend of mine foure or five yeares agoe, when he was falling into a Consumption.— Which of all you have seene the faire prisoner since shee was confinde? I have Madam. And how behaves shee now her selfe? As one that had intrench'd so deepe in Innocence, shee fear'd no enemies, beares all quietly, and smiles at Fortune, whil'st shee frownes on her. So gallant! I wonder where the beautie lies that thus inflames the royall bloud? Faces, Madam, are like bookes, those that doe study them know best, and to say truth, 'tis still much as it pleases the Courteous Reader. These Lovers sure are like Astronomers, that when the vulgar eye discovers, but a Skie above, studded with some few Stars, finde out besides strange fishes, birds, and beasts. As men in sicknesse scortch'd into a raving doe see the Devill, in all shapes and formes, when standers by wondring, aske where, and when; So they in Love, for all's but feaver there, and madnesse too. That's too severe Semanthe; but wee will have your reasons in the parke; are the doores open through the Gardens? The King has newly led the way. Thou art a Tyrant, Ziriff: I shall die with joy. I must confesse my Lord; had but the Princes ills prov'd eight, and not thus dangerous, hee should have ow'd to mee, at least I would have laid a claime unto his safetie; and like Physicians, that doe challenge right in Natures cures, look'd for reward and thanks; but since 'twas otherwise, I thought it best o save my selfe, and then to save the State. 'Twas wisely done. Safely I'me sure, my Lord! you know 'tis not ur custome, where the Kings dislike, once swells to hate, there to ingage our selves; Court friendship is a Cable, that in stormes is ever cut, and I made bold with it; here is the warrant seal'd and for the execution of it, if you thinke wee are not strong enough, wee may have , for him the King did name. And him I would have named. But is hee not too much the Prince's (Sir?)