Phillis and Amyntas (Ivychurch) (Amyntas' Pastoral) · chunk 30 of 30
Fraunce, Abraham / Tasso, Torquato · published 1591 · first performed or written 1591 (Annals) pastoral T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.84 · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
O so might you prick your heart with thorns of a red rose, Or take it fro my breast perchance, and give it an other. Grant me this one grace yet: this favour do me for all this, give me thy snow-white hand, to be clipped and kissed of Amyntas. So by the hard-gryping, hoate-kissing Lover Amyntas, Phillis snow-white hand may melt, or chance to be bruised. What kind of love's this, that Phillis bear's to Amyntas. discreet and sober. Amynt. Well, than this shallbe my sober, And yet lovely request; Sat down, that I may be beholding That fair Phillis face, and hear her sweetly resounding, Phillis must needs yield, when Amyntas duly demandeth. They sing these Asclepiades. Sweet face, why be the heu'ns so to the bountiful, Making that radiant beauty of all the stars Bright-burning, to be fair Phillis her ornament? And yet seem to be so spytefuly partial, As not for to afford Argus his eyes to me, Eyes too few to behold Phillis her ornament? First and lastly beloved, only my only joy, Why hath not thy beloved soemany lou'ly hearts As those Partridges have of Paphlagonia? One breast is not enough for to retain my joy, More hearts would that I had for to receive my love, As those Partridges have of Paphlagonia. Let come fair Helen, Troy's tribulation, Or brave Endymion's sweet speculation, Or Nymph Idalian friendly to passion; None but Phillis alone holdeth Amyntas hands: None but Phillis alone pleaseth Amyntas eyes: None but Phillis alone woundeth Amyntas heart. Let come that pretty Boy, fond of his own image, Or goddess Minion killed by an ugly Boar, Or youthful Ganymede rapt by the Thunderer: Phillis stretcheth alone hands to Amyntas hands▪ Phillis turneth alone eyes to Amyntas eyes, Phillis joineth alone heart to Amyntas heart. O, this Amyntas name enchants my soul, that I can not Leave this Amyntas name: my tongue still runs on Amyntas, And my heart, and mind, and soul still thinks on Amyntas: And yet, Amyntas, I know, it's more than time to be going: Elpinus long since hath made all known to my father, And my father, I know, his new son longs to be knowing. Let me help you up: your hand is in hand of Amyntas Now at last surprysde: yet I ask but a kiss for a ransom. IF that such sour sauce for sweetest meats be reserved; If that Amyntas must serve, love, weep, die for a Phillis, If those great pleasures with great pains must be procured, Then, good love, give those great matters unto the greate-men. Let my Love soon love; let a sawdrey lace, or a thimble, Or young nightingale suffice my fancy to further: Let not such torments and martyrdoms be required My poor simple joys, and pleasures lowly to season: But sweete-bitter words, but kind and lovely repulses, And such falling out, as may be a speedy renewing And fresh increasing of love: let such be the loving Wars, and wars, as peace and truce may end in a moment.
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O soe might you prick your hart with thorns of a red rose, Or take it fro my brest perchaunce, and geue it an other. Graunt me this one grace yet: this fauour dooe me for all this, Geue me thy snowe-white hand, to be clypt and kist of Amyntas. Soe by the hard-gryping, hoate-kissing Louer Amyntas, Phillis snowe-white hand may melt, or chaunce to be bruysed. What kinde of loue's this, that Phillis bear's to Amyntas. Discreate and sober. Amynt. Well, then this shalbe my sober, And yet louely request; Sit downe, that I may be beholding That faire Phillis face, and heare her sweetly resounding, Phillis must needs yeeld, when Amyntas duly demaundeth. They sing these Asclepiades. Sweete face, why be the heu'ns soe to the bountifull, Making that radiant bewty of all the starrs Bright-burning, to be fayre Phillis her ornament? And yet seeme to be soe spytefuly partial, As not for to aford Argus his eyes to mee, Eyes too feawe to behould Phillis her ornament? First and lastly belou'd, only my only ioy, Why hath not thy belou'd soemany lou'ly harts As those Partriches haue of Paphlagonia? One brest is not enough for to reteigne my ioy, More harts would that I had for to receaue my loue, As those Partriches haue of Paphlagonia. Let come fayre Helene, Troys tribulation, Or braue Endymions sweete speculation, Or Nymph Idalian friendly to passion; None but Phillis alone holdeth Amyntas hands: None but Phillis alone pleaseth Amyntas eyes: None but Phillis alone woundeth Amyntas hart. Let come that prety Boy, fonde of his owne image, Or goddesse Mynion kylde by an ougly Boare, Or youthfull Ganymede rapt by the Thunderer: Phillis stretcheth alone hands to Amyntas hands▪ Phillis turneth alone eyes to Amyntas eyes, Phillis ioyneth alone hart to Amyntas hart. O, this Amyntas name enchaunts my soule, that I can not Leaue this Amyntas name: my tonge stil runs on Amyntas, And my harte, and mynde, and soule stil thincks on Amyntas: And yet, Amyntas, I know, its more than tyme to be going: Elpinus longe since hath made all known to my father, And my father, I know, his new son longs to be knowing. Let mee help you vp: your hand is in hand of Amyntas Now at last surprysde: yet I ask but a kisse for a ransome. YF that such sowre sawce for sweetest meates be reserued; Yf that Amyntas must serue, loue, weepe, dy for a Phillis, Yf those great pleasures with greate payns must be procured, Then, good loue, geaue those greate matters vnto the greate-men. Let my Loue soone loue; let a sawdrey lace, or a thymble, Or yong nightingale suffice my fancy to further: Let not such torments and martyrdoms be requyred My poore simple ioyes, and pleasures lowely to season: But sweete-bitter woords, but kinde and louely repulses, And such falling out, as may be a speedy renuing And fresh increasing of loue: let such be the louing Warres, and warres, as peace and truce may end in a moment.