Lyly, John · published 1591 · first performed or written 1588 [Feb 2(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Yes, I will entangle him in such a sweet net, that he shall neither find the means to come out, nor desire it. All allurements of pleasure will I cast before his eyes, insomuch that he shall slake that love which he now voweth to Cynthia, and burn in mine, of which he seemeth careless. In this languishing, between my amorous devices, and his own loose desires, there shall such dissolute thoughts take root in his head, and over his heart grow so thick a skin, that neither hope of preferment, nor fear of punishment, nor counsel of the wisest, nor company of the worthiest, shall alter his humour, nor make him once to think of his honour. A revenge incredible, and if it may be, unnatural. He shall know the malice of a woman, to have neither mean, nor end, and of a woman deluded in love, to have neither rule, nor reason. I can do it, I must, I will. All his virtues will I shadow with vices, his person (ah sweet person) shall he deck with such rich Robes, as he shall forget it is his own person, his sharp wit (ah wit too sharp, that hath cut off all my joys) shall he use, in flattering of my face, and devising Sonnets in my favour. The prime of his youth and pride of his time, shall be spent in melancholy passions, careless behaviour, untamed thoughts, and unbridled affections. When this is done what then, shall it continue till his death, or shall he dote for ever in this delight? Ah Floscula, thou rendest my heart in sunder, in putting me in remembrance of the end. Why if this be not the end, all the rest is to no end. Yet suffer me to imitate Iuno, who would turn Jupiter's lovers to beasts on the earth, though she knew afterwards they should be stars in heaven. Affection that is bred by enchantment, is like a flower that is wrought in silk, in colour and form most like, but nothing at all in substance or savour. It shall suffice me if the world talk that I am favoured of Endymion. Well, use your own will, but you shall find that love gotten with witchcraft, is as unpleasant, as fish, taken with medicines unwholesome. they that be so poor that they have neither net nor hook, will rather poison dough then pine with hunger: and she that is so oppressed with love, that she is neither able with beauty, nor wit to obtain her friend, will rather use unlawful means, then try untolerable pains. I will do it. Then about it. Poor Endymion, what traps are laid for thee, because thou honourest one that all the world wondereth at. And what plots are cast to make thee unfortunate, that studiest of all men to be the faithfullest.
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Yes, I will entangle him in such a sweet nette, that he shall neither find the meanes to come out, nor desire it. All allurements of pleasure will I cast before his eyes, insomuch that he shall slake that loue which he now voweth to Cynthia, and burne in mine, of which he seemeth carelesse. In thys languishing, betweene my amorous deuises, and his owne loose desires, there shall such dissolute thoughts take roote in his head, and ouer his hart grow so thicke a skinne, that neither hope of preferment, nor feare of punishment, nor counsel of the wisest, nor company of the worthiest, shall alter his humor, nor make him once to thinke of his honor. A reuenge incredible, and if it may be, vnnaturall. Hee shall knowe the mallice of a woman, to haue neither meane, nor ende, and of a woman deluded in loue, to haue neither rule, nor reason. I can doe it, I must, I will. All his vertues will I shadow with vices, his person (ah sweet person) shall he decke with such rich Roabes, as he shall forget it is his owne person, his sharp wit (ah wit too sharpe, that hath cut off all my ioyes) shall hee vse, inflattering of my face, and deuising Sonnets in my fauour. The prime of his youth and pride of his time, shall be spent in melancholy passions, carelesse behauiour, vntamed thoughts, and vnbridled affections. When thys is done what then, shall it continue tyll hys death, or shall he doate for euer in this delight? Ah Floscula, thou rendest my hart in sunder, in putting me in remembrance of the end. Why if this be not the end, all the rest is to no ende. Yet suffer mee to imitate Iuno, who woulde turne Iupiters louers to beastes on the earth, though she knew afterwards they should be starres in heauen. Affection that is bred by enchauntment, is like a flower that is wrought in silke, in colour and forme most like, but nothing at all in substance or sauour. It shall suffice me if the world talke that I am fauoured of Endimion. Well, vse your owne wyll, but you shal finde that loue gotten with witch-craft, is as vnpleasant, as fish, taken with medicines vnwholsome. they that be so poore that they haue neyther nette nor hooke, will rather poyson dowe then pyne with hunger: and she that is so opprest with loue, that shee is neyther able with beauty, nor wit to obtaine her freende, wyll rather vse vnlawfull meanes, then try vntollerable paines. I will doe it. Then about it. Poore Endimion, what traps are layde for thee, because thou honourest one that all the world wondreth at. And what plots are cast to make thee vnfortunate, that studiest of all men to be the faithfullest.