Randolph, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1630 [licensed for stage, Nov 26] (Annals) pastoral · King's Revels Company · before the Court unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
And so he did, but the perplexed sense Troubled his brains so far, he lost his wits; Yet still he loves, and she,— my grief Corymbus Will not permit me to relate rest! I'll in into the Temple, and express What's yet behind in tears. Sad sad Pilumnus! And most distressed Sicilians! Other nations Are happy in their loves, you only are unfortunate! In all my travels ne'er a spring but had Her pair of lovers, singing to that music The gentle bubbling of her waters made. Never a walk unstored with amorous couples, Twinned with so close embraces, as if both Me ant to grow one together! every shade Sheltered some happy loves, that counting daisies Scored up the sums on one another lips, That met so oft and close, as if they had Changed souls at every kiss. The married sort As sweet and kind as they: at every evening The loving husband and full▪ breasted wife Walked on the Downs so friendly, as if that Had been their wedding day. The boys of five, And girls of four, ere that their lisping tongues Had learned to prattle plain, would prate of love, Court one another, and in wanton dalliance Return such innocent kisses, you'd have thought You had seen Tur les billing. What air is that? The voice of— Turtles billing! Of Turtles! a good Omen! she is chaste— And billing, billing, o delicious billing! That word presages kissing.— Who is this? Mopsus, my learned Augur? Stand aside, The other side; I will not talk to thee Unless I have the wind. Why, what's the matter Mopsus? thouart infected; What with the Plague? Worse than the Plague, the Wisdom! You have been in travel, & that's dangerous For getting Wisdom. Then ne'er fear it, Mopsus, For I come home a fool just as I went. By Ceres? Yes. By Ceres' welcome then! But Mopsus, why do you walk here alone! That's— dangerous too! I: but I come to meet The Citizens of the air; you have heard my skill In augury? Why I have heard your name Not mentioned any where in all my Travails. How? not mentioned? youare to hasty Mopsus, Not— without admiration. I know that. How should you know it? Why some birds or other, Fly from all countries hither, and they tell me. But how dare you converse with birds that travel? With an antidote I may: but my Corymbus What strange birds have you seen beyond seas? Brave ones: Ladies with fans and feathers! dainty Fowls! There were brave taking Augury. But, Corymbus, Are those fine Ladybirds such pretty things? As tame as sparrows, and as sweet as Nightingales. Is the Cocklady-bird, or the Henlady-bird The better? All are hens. O admirable! Would you had brought me one! but what's the Fan? A fan's a— wing of one side. Delicate! And what's their Feather? Like the copple-crowne The Lapwing has:
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And so he did, but the perplexed sense Troubled his braines so farre, he lost his wits; Yet still he loves, and shee,—my griefe Corymbus Will not permit me to relate rest! I'le in into the Temple, and expresse What's yet behinde in teares. Sad sad Pilumnus! And most distress'd Sicilians! Other nations Are happy in their loves, you only are unfortunate! In all my travelles ne'r a spring but had Her paire of lovers, singing to that musique The gentle bubling of her waters made. Never a walke unstor'd with amorous couples, Twind with so close imbraces, as if both Me ant to growe one together! every shade Sheltred some happy loves, that counting dazies Scor'd up the summes on one another lips, That met so oft and close, as if they had Chang'd soules at every kisse. The married sort As sweet and kind as they: at every evening The loving husband and full▪ brested wife Walk'd on the Downs so friendly, as if that Had been their wedding day. The boies of five, And girles of foure, e're that their lisping tongues Had learn'd to prattle plaine, would prate of love, Court one another, and in wanton dalliance Returne such innocent kisses, you'd have thought You had seene Tur les billing. What aire is that? The voice of—Turtles billing! Of Turtles! a good Omen! shee is chast— And billing, billing, o delicious billing! That word presages kissing.— Who is this? Mopsus, my learned Augur? Stand aside, —The other side; I will not talke to thee Vnlesse I have the winde. Why, whats the matter Mopsus? Th'art infected; What with the Plague? Worse then the Plague, the Wisdom! You have been in travell, & that's dangerous For getting Wisdome. Then nere feare it, Mopsus, For I come home a foole just as I went. By Ceres? Yes. By Ceres welcome then! But Mopsus, why doe you walke here alone! That's—dangerous too! I: but I come to meet The Cittizens of the aire; you have heard my skill In augury? Why I have heard your name Not mention'd any where in all my Travailes. How? not mention'd? —Yo'are to hasty Mopsus, Not—without admiration. I know that. How should you know it? Why some birds or other, Fly from all countries hither, and they tell mee. But how dare you converse with birds that travell? With an antidote I may: but my Corymbus What strange birds have you seene beyond seas? Brave ones: Ladies with fans and feathers! dainty Fowles! There were brave taking Augury. But, Corymbus, Are those fine Lady-birds such pretty things? As tame as sparrowes, and as sweet as Nightingals. Is the Cocklady-bird, or the Henlady-bird The better? All are hens. O admirable! Would you had brought me one! but whats the Fan? A fan's a—wing of one side. Delicate! And what's their Feather? Like the copple-crowne The Lap-wing has: