Lyly, John · published 1584 · first performed or written c.1583 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · 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.
Yea Mileta: but it was loose before, and if my friend be loose, as good thrust out with plain words, as kept in with dissembling. Dreams are but dotings, which come either by things we see in the day, or meats that we eat, and so the common sense preferring it to be the imaginative. Soft Philosophatrix, well seen in the secrets of art, and not seduced with the superstitions of nature. Ismena's tongue never lieth still, I think all her teeth will be loose, they are so often jogged against her tongue. But say on Eugenua. There is all. What did you dream, Canope? I seldom dream madam: but sithence your sickness, I cannot tell whether with over watching but I have had many fantastical visions, for even now slumbering by your beds side, methought I was shadowed with a cloud, where labouring to unwrap myself, I was more entangled. But in the midst of my striving, it seemed to myself gold, with fair drops, I filled my lap, and running to show it my fellows, it turned to dust, I blushed, they laughed; and than I waked, being glad it was but a dream. Take heed Canope, that gold tempt not your lap, and than you blush for shame. It is good luck to dream of gold. Yea, if it had continued gold. I dream every night, and the last night this. Me though that walking in the sun, I was stung with the fly Tarantula, whose venom nothing can expel but the sweet consent of music. I tried all kind of instruments, but found no ease, till at the last two Lutes tuned in one key, so glutted my thirsting ears, that my grief presently seized, for joy whereof as I was clapping my hands, your Ladyship called. It is a sign that nothing shall assuage your love but marriage: for such is the tying of two in wedlock, as is the tuning of two Lutes, in one key: for striking the strings of the one, straws will stir upon the strings of the other, and in two minds linked in love, one cannot be delighted but the other rejoiceth. methought going by the sea side among pebbles, I saw one playing with a round stone, ever throwing it into the water, when the sun shined: I asked the name, he said, it was called Abeston, which being once hot, would never be cold, he gave it me, and vanished. I forgetting myself, delighted with the fair show, would always show it by candle light, pull it out in the Sun, and see how bright it would look in the fire, where catching heat, nothing could cool it: for anger I threw it against the wall, and with the heaving up of mine arm I waked. Beware of love, Favilla: for women hearts are such stones, which warmed by affection, cannot be cold by wisdom.
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Yea Mileta: but it was loose beefore, and if my friend bee lose, as good thrust out with plaine words, as kept in with dissembling. Dreams are but dotings, which come either by things wee see in the day, or meates that we eate, and so the common sense preferring it to bee the imaginatiue. Softe Philosophatrix, well seene in the secretes of arte, and not seduced with the superstitions of nature. Ismenaes tongue neuer lyeth still, I think all her teeth will bee loose, they are so often iogged againste her tongue. But say on Eugenua. There is all. What did you dreame, Canope? I seldome dreame Madame: but sithence your sicknesse, I cannot tell whether with ouer watching but I haue had many phantastical visions, for euen now slumbring by your beddes side, mee thought I was shadowed with a clowd, where labouring to vnwrap my selfe, I was more intangled. But in the midst of my striuing, it seemed to mysell gold, with faire drops, I filled my lap, and running to shew it my fellowes, it turned to duste, I blushed, they laughed; and then I waked, being glad it was but a dreame. Take heede Canope, that gold tempt not your lappe, and then you blush for shame. It is good lucke to dreame of gold. Yea, if it had continued gold. I dreame euery night, and the last night this. Me though that walking in the sunne, I was stung with the flye Tarantula, whose venom nothing can expell but the sweete consent of musicke. I tried all kinde of instruments, but found no ease, till at the last two Lutes tuned in one key, so glutted my thirsting eares, that my griefe presently seased, for ioye whereof as I was clapping my handes, your Ladyship called. It is a signe that nothing shall asswage your loue but mariage: for such is the tying of two in wedlocke, as is the tuning of two Lutes, in one key: for strikinge the stringes of the one, strawes will stirre vpon the stringes of the other, and in two mindes lincked in loue, one cannot be delighted but the other reioyceth. Mee thought going by the sea side amonge Pebels, I sawe one playing with a rounde stone, euer throwing it into the water, when the sunne shined: I asked the name, hee saide, it was called Abeston, which being once whotte, would neuer be cold, he gaue it me, and vanished. I forgetting my selfe, delighted with the fayre showe, woulde alwayes shewe it by candle light, pull it out in the Sunne, and see howe bright it woulde look in the fire, where catching heate, nothing could coole it: for anger I threwe it against the wall, and with the heauing vp of myne arme I waked. Beware of loue, Fauilla: for women hearts are such stones, which warmed by affection, cannot be coold by wisdome.