Gough, J. · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 [1624-1640] (Annals) romance unassigned nearest T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
But though you cannot buy them, you can take them (I trow) if freely given you, can you not? 'Tis true, I can receive them, but I marvel Why you should mock me thus? I mock you not By all the Gods, but mean uprightly in't, I will not only give you these, but if You will be pleased to take it at my hands Bestow a richer gift, to which compared, These are but dross and rubbish. Ha ha ha. Why laugh you Sir? Is't not a matter which Deserveth laughter, when you promise things Of such a prize, and yet assure me more; You cannot mean uprightly. Trust me, but swear That you will use this gift as I shall teach you, And I'll perform my promise of the other. Accept it Sir, if you be wise; 'tis not good, nor religious to refuse any man's courtesy. You tempt me shrewdly Sir. Let me prevail, And bind me still your servant. You have won me To what you would. Then take an oath, and swear To follow my directions, so confirm it. By great Apollo, than whose Minister I was at Delphos, I shall not digress From what you shall instruct me touching this. It is sufficient, and I build upon Your faith, your trust and your religion; Here fellow, take this bag, and keep it for Your honoured Master. But more honoured bag, Would I might keep thee for myself, I then Should make an Idol of thee— What's your pleasure, That I should do in lieu of this reward? I cannot now acquaint you, for some reasons Best known unto myself, give me your hand To meet me without fail tomorrow morning At Isis' Temple, thence I shall conduct you Unto my lodging, and in secret tell The sum of my request. I shall not fail you. Adieu, until we meet— Apollo keep thee In his safe custody. I marvel much Whence this unlooked for kindness should proceed, I'll see the issue on't, whate'er betide me, It may be that the gods have preordained I shall once more be happy, and in lieu Of all my passed sorrows, reap the fruit Of long expected comfort, sure my mind Is much illuminated with the thought Of some good fortune, and refreshed as if The spirit of Pitho were infused into me By heavenly inspiration; I'll obey My Genius, for oftentimes the gods by signs Will have that mortals understand their minds. MY pretty boy, how dost thou? where hast thou been so long absent from my embraces; come hither, let me solace myself a little with thee, let me kiss thee my sweet heart, my heir, my own life. Had ever any one a kinder stepmother— Mother, you make too much of me, I am not able to deserve your love in so high a strain, my duty cannot countervail it.
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But though you cannot buy them, you can take them (I trow) if freely given you, can you not? 'Tis true, I can receive them, but I marvell Why you ſhould mocke me thus? I mocke you not By all the Gods, but meane uprightly in't, I will not onely give you theſe, but if You will be pleaſ'd to take it at my hands Beſtow a richer gift, to which compar'd, Theſe are but droſſe and rubbiſh. Ha ha ha. Why laugh you Sir? Is't not a matter which Deſerveth laughter, when you promiſe things Of ſuch a priſe, and yet aſſure me more; You cannot meane uprightly. Ttruſt me, but ſweare That you will uſe this gift as I ſhall teach you, And I'll performe my promiſe of the other. Accept it Sir, if you be wiſe; 'tis not good, nor religious to refuſe any mans courteſie. You tempt me ſhrewdly Sir. Let me prevaile, And bind me ſtill your ſervant. You have won me To what you would. Then take an oath, and ſweare To follow my directions, ſo confirme it. By great Apollo, then whoſe Miniſter I was at Delphos, I ſhall not digreſſe From what you ſhall inſtruct me touching this. It is ſufficient, and I build upon Your faith, your truſt and your religion; Here fellow, take this bag, and keepe it for Your honoured Maſter. But more honoured bag, Would I might keepe thee for my ſelfe, I then Should make an Idoll of thee — What's your pleaſure, That I ſhould doe in lieu of this reward? I cannot now acquaint you, for ſome reaſons Beſt knowne unto my ſelfe, give me your hand To meet me without faile tomorow morning At Iſis Temple, thence I ſhall conduct you Unto my lodging, and in ſecret tell The ſumme of my requeſt. I ſhall not faile you. Adieu, untill we meet— Apollo keepe thee In his ſafe cuſtodie. I marvell much Whence this unlook'd for kindneſſe ſhould proceed, I'll ſee the iſſue on't, what e'r betide me, It may be that the gods have pre-ordain'd I ſhall once more be happy, and in lieu Of all my paſſed ſorrowes, reape the fruit Of long expected comfort, ſure my mind Is much illuminated with the thought Of ſome good fortune, and refreſh'd as if The ſpirit of Pitho were infuſ'd into me By heavenly inſpiration; I'll obey My Genius, for oftentimes the gods by ſignes Will have that mortalls underſtand their mindes. MY pretty boy, how doſt thou? where haſt thou beene ſo long abſent from my imbraces; come hither, let mee ſolace my ſelfe a little with thee, let mee kiſſe thee my ſweet heart, my heire, my owne life. Had ever any one a kinder ſtepmother— Mother, you make too much of mee, I am not able to deſerve your love in ſo high a ſtraine, my duty cannot countervaile it.