Phillis and Amyntas (Ivychurch) (Amyntas' Pastoral) · chunk 26 of 30
Fraunce, Abraham / Tasso, Torquato · published 1591 · first performed or written 1591 (Annals) pastoral T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.71 · 518 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
This must serve, short death, though sharper death I deserved. Phillis, I come strait way, I'll come to thy company, Phillis, If thou dost not yet disdain my company, Phillis. If that I were but sure, that death brought end to thy anger, And that my coming would give no cause to molest thee, Then should life with joy leave well contented Amyntas; Phillis, I come, scorn not, scorn not my company, Phillis. Thus said, lightly he leapt, and headlong fell to the valley; My soul quaked for fear. Daph. O grief. Phil. O woeful Amyntas. And why staydst him not? waste fear, thy oath to be breaking? O Noah, for when I saw his mind thus bend to that outrage, Oaths (in such case vain) I began to be lightly regarding, And caught hold (nought hold) caught hold by a paltry girdle; Paltry girdle broke by the swing, and weight of Amyntas: Part with Amyntas went, and th'other part I reteigned. O but where's that corpse, and bruised bones of Amyntas? God knows; for by the fall my senseless soul was amazed, Neither durst I behold his corpse unluckily quashed. O strange news indeed, break-neck, breakheart of Amyntas. O pytyles Phillis, well may thy heart be a stony heart, if breakeneck news can not yet break it a sunder. If false tales of death, her death, who hated Amyntas, took his life yet away; good reason then that Amyntas▪ True death, too true death, who my hate lovely requited, Should take life from me; and so it shall, with an endless Grief of troubled soul, or a too too slowly revenging Stroke of a murdering hand, or this same piece of a girdle, Piece of a girdle alas: that left his master Amyntas For good cause, that so proud Phillis might be rewarded, And his masters death with Phillis death be requited. Luckless' girdle alas of too too luckless Amyntas, Take no scorn for a while in a bosom vile to be lodged, Sith to requite, to revenge thou meanest therein to be lodged. Phillis should have been true turtle-dove to Amyntas In this lightsome world, but Phillis proudly denied; Therefore by thy means Phillis shall meet with Amyntas In those darksome dens, as Phillis rightly deserved. Poor distressed soul, forbear thyself to be plaguing: His fact, not thy fault, drew his confusion onward. Pastors, why do ye mourn? What mean these heavy bewailings? If you mourn Phillis; Phillis no mercy deserveth, Sith this merciless heart to Amyntas mercy denied: If you mourn his death, who had no cause to be dying, No such mourning can suffice for murdered Amyntas. Dry those tears, Daphne, and wipe thy watery fountains, And come, yet come not for me, but come for Amyntas, Help me to seek and find, t'entomb those bones of Amyntas; For this I stay yet alive: this funeral obsequy only Phillis can perform for baleful love of Amyntas. And though murdering hand pollute so sacred an office, Yet sith Phillis her hand performs so sacred an office, This will Amyntas take as a most acceptable office.
nodes 1215–1266 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 26 of 30 in this edition
Length
518 words · 753 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.709 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T10 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
This must serue, short death, though sharper death I deserued. Phillis, I come straight way, Ile com to thy company, Phillis, If thou doest not yet disdayne my company, Phillis. If that I were but sure, that death brought end to thy anger, And that my commyng would giue noe cause to molest thee, Then should life with ioy leaue wel contented Amyntas; Phillis, I come, scorne not, scorne not my company, Phillis. Thus sayd, lightly he leapt, and headlong fell to the valley; My soule quakt for feare. Daph. O griefe. Phil. O woeful Amyntas. And why staydst him not? wast feare, thy oath to be breaking? O noe, for when I saw his mynde thus bent to that outrage, Oaths (in such case vaine) I began to be lightly regarding, And cought hould (naught hould) cought hould by a paltery gyrdle; Paltery gyrdle brake by the swing, and weight of Amyntas: Part with Amyntas went, and th'other part I reteigned. O but wher's that corps, and bruysed bones of Amyntas? God knows; for by the fall my senceles soule was amased, Neyther durst I behould his corps vnluckily quashed. O strange news indeede, breakneck, breakheart of Amyntas. O pytyles Phillis, wel may thy hart bee a stony Hart, if breakeneck news can not yet breake it a sunder. Yf false tales of death, her death, whoe hated Amyntas, Tooke his life yet away; good reason then that Amyntas▪ True death, too true death, whoe my hate louely requyted, Should take life from mee; and soe it shall, with an endles Griefe of troubled sowle, or a too too slowly reuenging Stroake of a murdring hande, or this same peece of a gyrdle, Peece of a gyrdle alas: that left his mayster Amyntas For good cause, that soe proud Phillis might be rewarded, And his maysters death with Phillis death be requyted. Luckles gyrdle alas of too too luckles Amyntas, Take noe scorne for a while in a bosome vile to be lodged, Sith to requyte, to reueng thou mean'st therein to be lodged. Phillis should haue beene true turtle-doue to Amyntas In this lightsome world, but Phillis prowdly denyed; Therfore by thy meanes Phillis shall meete with Amyntas In those darcksome dens, as Phillis rightly deserued. Poore distressed soule, forbeare thyself to be plaguing: His fact, not thy fault, drew his confusion onward. Pastors, why doe ye mourne? What meane these heauy bewaylings? Yf you mourne Phillis; Phillis noe mercy deserueth, Sith this merciles hart to Amyntas mercy denyed: If you mourne his death, whoe had noe cause to be dying, Noe such mournyng can suffice for murdred Amyntas. Dry those teares, Daphne, and wipe thy watery fountayns, And come, yet come not for mee, but come for Amyntas, Help mee to seeke and fynde, t'entombe those bones of Amyntas; For this I stay yet aliue: this funeral obsequy only Phillis can performe for balefull loue of Amyntas. And though murdring hand pollute soe sacred an office, Yet sith Phillis her hand performs soe sacred an office, This wil Amyntas take as a most acceptable office.