The Queen's Entertainment at Woodstock · chunk 16 of 17
Anonymous · published 1585 · first performed or written 1575 [Sep] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
When I had lived so long in strange exile, in desert wastes commanded still to dwell, Disfavoured of my prince (alas the while) and barred my Lady's sight my heaviest hell: Again at last though to her pain we met, so Love in her surmounted luckless let, Which love as it did work in her to ease, so Father's search which sought to salve his loss, Hath bred us both more cause of great displease, and tied us thus to try more bitter cross: By duty she is forced to relent, and leaves to love a leisure to repent. Yet can I not Gaudina blame therefore, her hearty love, her toiling tracts bewails, She is the lodge where virtue makes her store, it was her sire that bred my doleful days: Most happy he that on her ioue can hit, most hapless I for so foregoing it. And so far went I yet as one that spied, her whole estate depend upon my grant, Though my mishap herein be not denied, yet of her spied myself may justly vaunt. To work her good my life I would forego, as I have done though to my endless woe. Friend Niphe could we two have ever once surmised, that such event would fall to this exceeding love, Or that blind Cupid could so quickly be suppressed, which to all reason first so strongly gave the glove? I never thought but that there might fall out some turn, the stream did run so strong, it threatened still to stay, The flame so flashing hot could not so always burn, but being closely kept would burst some other way. What Niphe, art thou here, and heard'st my plaint? with silent voice couldst thou such grief abide? Which heretofore when fortune gave the taint, from sounding shrill couldst not thine anguish hide? Oh help in sound to show my sorrowing state, which seemed to thee most happy but of late. I will good sir do all that lieth in me, to ease your care whose case doth touch me near, To find you out by land, and eke by Sea, myself did toil twixt hope and trembling fear, Whose shaking off in sort as now we see, is sour to you, and nothing sweet to me. But sith you may with licence of my Lord, return again from whence you were exiled, Why will you not with him therein accord? methinks refusing that, you are beguiled, There whom you love, you may have still in sight, which step in love was never holden light. Can I behold another to embrace, where I myself my Love have always cast, Would not my grief bewray itself in place, to see my Love so clearly from me past. Good Niphe help, this is my last request, to show my grief good Niphe do thy best.
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When I had liu'd so long in strange exile, in desart wastes commaunded stil to dwel, Disfauored of my prince (alas the while) and bard my Ladies sight my heauiest hel: Againe at last though to her paine we met, so Loue in her surmounted lucklesse let, Which loue as it did worke in her to ease, so Fathers search which sought to salue his losse, Hath bred vs both more cause of great displease, and tied vs thus to trie more bitter crosse: By duety she is forced to relent, and leaues to loue a leasure to repent. Yet can I not Gaudina blame therefore, her hearty loue, her toyling tractes bewayles, She is the lodge where vertue makes her store, it was her syre that bred my doleful daies: Most happy he that on her ioue can hit, most haplesse I for so forgoing it. And so farre went I yet as one that spied, her whole estate depend vpon my graunt, Though my mishap herein be not denied, yet of her spide my selfe may iustly vaunt. To worke her good my life I would forgoe, as I haue done though to my endlesse woe. Friend Niphe could we two haue euer once surmised, that such euent would fall to this exceeding loue, Or that blind Cupid could so quickly be suppressed, which to all reason first so strongly gaue the gloue? I neuer thought but that there might fal out some turn, the streame did run so strong, it threatned stil to stay, The flame so flashing hot could not so alwaies burn, but being closely kept would burst some other way. What Niphe, art thou here, and heard'st my plaint? with silent voyce couldst thou such griefe abide? Which heretofore when fortune gaue the taint, from sounding shril couldst not thine anguish hide? Oh helpe in sound to shew my sorrowing state, which seem'd to thee most happy but of late. I wil good sir doe al that lieth in me, to ease your care whose case doth touch me neere, To finde you out by lande, and eke by Sea, my selfe did toyle twixt hope and trembling feare, Whose shaking off in sort as now we see, is sowre to you, and nothing sweet to mee. But sith you may with licence of my Lord, returne againe from whence you were exilde, Why wil you not with him therein accord? me thinks refusing that, you are beguilde, There whom you loue, you may haue still in sight, which step in loue was neuer holden light. Can I beholde another to embrace, where I my selfe my Loue haue alwayes cast, Would not my griefe bewray it selfe in place, to see my Loue so cleerely from me past. Good Niphe helpe, this is my last request, to shew my griefe good Niphe doe thy best.