The Beauty and Good Properties of Women (Calisto and Melebea) (Celestina) · chunk 10 of 18
Rastell, John · published 1525 · first performed or written 1527 [c.1527-1530] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
And who arusa/ lykyst her/ ꝑ/ peradventure I shall get her to the that shall I do Na mother celystyne I purpose not so A man should be conversant I here tell with them that be ill & think to do well Sempronyo his ensample shall not make me Better nor worse nor his fautis will I hide But mother celestine a question to the Is not sin a non in one espied That is drowned in delight/ how should he provide against virtue to save his honest Like a child with out wisdom thou answerest me without company mirth can have non estate use no sloth nature abhorreth idleness which loseth delight to nature appropriate In sensnall causes delight is chief masters specially recounting Louis business To say thus doth she the time thus they pass And such manner they use and thus they kiss & base And thus they meet & enbrase together what speech what graze what pleys is between them where is she there she goth let us see whither Now pleased now froward now mume now hem Strike up mynstryl with sawꝭ of love the old problen sing sweet songꝭ now Justꝭ & tourney Of new inventions what conseytꝭ find they Now she goth to mass to morrow she cometh out Behold her better yonder goth a cokold I left her alone/ she cometh/ turn about ●…o thus permeno thou mayst behold Fryndꝭ will talk together as I have told wher fore perceive thou that I say truly Never can be delight with out company Mother as I promised to assoil thy doubt here I gift the an. pesis of gold Sir I promise you I shall bring it about All thing to purpose even as ye would For your reward I will do as I should Be merry fere nothing content ye shall be Then mother far well be diligent I pray the how sayest semptonio have I done well ye sir in my mind & most according Then wilt thou do after my council After this old woman will thou be hyeng To remember & hast her in every thing Sir I am content as ye command me Then go & bid ꝑmeno come I pray the Now god be their gyddies the post of my life My relief fro death the ●…mbassade of my wealth My hope my hap my quietness my strife My Joy my sorrow my sickness my health The hope of this old woman my heart telleth That comfort shall come shortly as I Intent Or else come death & make of me an end In faith it maketh no force nor matter much what sayst ꝑmeno what sayest to we Marry I say plainly that yonder old who And sempronio together will undo the A ill tongued wrech will ye not see Thynkyst thou lordeyn thou handelyst me fair why knave wouldest thou put me now in despair
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And who arusa / lykyst her / ꝑ / peraduenture I shall get her to the that shall I do Na moder celystyne I purpose not so A man shuld be cōuersant I here tell wyth them that be yl & thynk to do well ¶ Sempronyo hys ensample shall not make me Better nor wors nor hys fautꝭ wyll I hyde But moder celestyne a questyon to the Is not syn a non in one espyed That is drownyd in delyte / how shuld he prouyde Agayns vertew to saue hys honeste Lyke a chyld wt out wysdome thou answeryst me ¶ without cōpany mirth can haue non estate vse no slowth nature abhorryth idelnes whych lesyth delyte to nature appropryate In sensnall causys delyght is chefe maistres Specyally recountyng louys bysynes To say thus doth she the tyme thus they pas And soch maner they vse and thus they kys & basse ¶ And thus they mete & enbrase to gyther what spech what grase what pleys is betwene theim where is she there she goth let vs se whyther Now pleasyd now froward now mume now hem Stryke vp mynstryl wt sawꝭ of loue the old problē Syng swete songꝭ now Justꝭ & torney Of new inuencyons what conseytꝭ fynd they ¶ Now she goth to mas to morow she cōmyth owt Behold her better yonder goth a cokold I left her alone / she comyth / turn abowt o thus permeno thou mayst behold Fryndꝭ wyll talk to geder as I haue told wher fore perseyue thou that I sey truly Neuer can be delyte wt out cōpany Moder as I promysed to assoyle thy dowt here I gyfe the an. pesis of gold Syr I promyse you I shall bryng it about All thyng to purpose euyn as ye wold For your reward I wyll do as I shuld Be mery fere nothyng cōtent ye shall be Then moder fare well be dylygent I pray the ¶ how sayst semptonio haue I done well ye syr in my mynd & most accordyng Then wylt thou do after my councell After this old woman wyll thou be hyeng To remember & hast her in euery thyng Syr I am content as ye cōmaund me Then go & byd ꝑmeno come I pray the ¶ Now god be theyre gyddys the poste of my lyfe My relefe fro deth the mbassade of my welth My hope my hap my quyetnes my stryfe My Joy my sorow my sekenes my helth The hope of thys old woman my hart telth That comfort shall come shortly as I Intend Or els come deth & make of me an end ¶ In fayth it makyth no forse nor matter mych what seyst ꝑmeno what sayst to we Mary I say playnly that yonder old wych And sempronio to geder wyll vndo the A yll tongyd wrech wyll ye not see Thynkyst thou lordeyn thou hādelyst me fayre why knaue woldest thow put me now in dyspayre