Fedele and Fortunia (Two Italian Gentlemen) · chunk 7 of 30
Pasqualigo, Luigi / Munday, Anthony · published 1585 · first performed or written 1584 [1579-1584] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · before the Court unassigned nearest T56 Magic, spells and conjuring · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T56: magic, faustus, charms, charm, conjure, spirits, skill, ho, power, spells.
Ah fool, I know that love is such a passion of the mind: As neither Airy Sprites can rule, nor force of Magic bind. Yet try her cunning, sith that I have brought her into place, Medusa, will thy drugs procure a pining lover grace? Mistress, they will. Open thy box and let me see thy store: Let me have that shall pleasure me, I'll pay thee well therefore. Here is an Egg of a black Hen, a quill plucked from a Crow, Who with this pen writes on this Egg, a charm that I do know And names the party whom they like: the same shall love again, What think you of this remedy? This remedy is vain. Look farther yet into your box, some other medicine prove: Because my Mistress cares not for the single juice of love. She craveth more, she must enjoy the party she desires: Fie, hold thy peace. Else hath she not the thing that she requires. Lo here a spoonful of a virgins milk, Incorporated with a piece of dough: Powdered with cinders of fine Spanish Silk, And steeped in the liquor of a Slow. On th'one side write Venus and Cupid's name: On tother his that loved, then take the same And broil it on the coals unto a crust, Basting it well with honey drops and oil: Give it to him you love, to kindle lust, And then your suit shall never suffer foil. This will so bind the gallant whom you choose: That he shall near himself hereafter loose. All this is to no purpose, yet methinks you are too wide: What pleasure can my Mistress have so long as he is tied? She means not tied in hand or foot, but bound to be my slave: In all the services and duties that I mean to crave. Here are two hearts, the one was taken out of a black Cat: The other from a Pigeon: here is the blood of a Bat. Here is a piece of Virgin wax, here's an enchanted Bean, To make you go invisible, You know not what I mean. These things are pretty, but they are not for my Mistress fit, For if she be invisible, I pray what profits it? She shall behold the man, whom she delighteth most to see: But being hid: she never can enjoy his company. Yet show us more. here's things will make men melt in fits of love, A wanton goats brain, and the Liver of a purple Dove. A cocks eye, and a capon's spur, the left leg of a Quail: A Goose bill, and a gander's tongue, a mounting Eagles tail. But sith they must be taken in th'increasing of the Moon: Before the rising of the Sun, or when the same is down. And closely wrapped in Virgin parchment on a Friday night: I will not trouble you with these. Of more let's have a sight.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
¶Ah foole, I knowe that looue is such a passion of the minde: As neither Ayrye Sprites can rule, nor force of Magick binde. ¶Yet trye her cunning, sith that I haue brought her into place, ¶Medusa, will thy drugges procure a pining loouer grace? ¶Mistres, they will. ¶Open thy box and let me sée thy store: Let me haue that shall pleasure me, Ile pay thée well therfore. ¶Héer is an Egge of a black Hen, a quill pluckt from a Crowe, Who with this pen writes on this Egge, a charme ye I doo knowe And names the party whome they like: the same shall looue again, What think you of this remedye? ¶This remedye is vain. Look farther yet into your box, some other medicin prooue: Because my Mistres cares not for the single iuice of looue. She craueth more, shée must enioy the party shée desires: ¶Fye, holde thy peace. ¶Els hath shée not the thing that shée requires. ¶Loe héer a spoonfull of a Uirgins milke, Incorporated with a péece of dowe: Powdred with cinders of fine Spanish Silke, And steeped in the licquor of a Slowe. On thone side write Venus and Cupids name: On thother his that loou'd, then take the same And broyle it on the coales vnto a crust, Basting it well with hony dropes and oyle: Giue it to him you looue, to kindle lust, And then your sute shall neuer suffer foyle. This will so binde the gallant whome you choose: That he shall nere him selfe héerafter loose. ¶All this is to no purpose, yet me thinks you are too wide: What pleasure can my Mistres haue so long as he is tied? ¶Shée meanes not tied in hand or foot, but bound to be my slaue: In all the seruices and duties that I mean to craue. ¶Héere are two hartes, the one was taken out of a black Cat: The other from a Pigion: héer is the blood of a Batte. Héere is a péece of Uirgin waxe, héers an inchaunted Bean, To make you goe inuisible, ¶You knowe not what I mean. ¶These thinges are prety, but they are not for my Mistres fit, For if she be inuisible, I pray what profits it? She shall beholdethe man, whome shée delighteth moste to sée: But béeing hid: she neuer can enioye his companye. Yet shewe vs more. ¶Héer's thinges will make men melt in fittes of looue, A wanton Goates braine, and the Liuer of a purple Dooue. A Cockes eye, and a Capons spurre, the left legge of a Quaile: A Goose bill, and a Ganders tung, a mounting Eagles tayle. But sith they must be taken in thincreasing of the Moone: Before the rising of the Sun, or when the same is down. And closely wrapt in Uirgin parchement on a Fryday night: I will not trouble you with these. ¶Of more lets haue a sight.