Lyly, John · published 1591 · first performed or written 1588 [Feb 2(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.
Good madam pardon me, I was overtaken too late, I should rather break into the midst of a main battle, then again fall into the hands of those fair babies. Well, I will provide others. Pythagoras and Gyptes, you shall yet remain in my Court, till I hear what may be done in this matter. we attend. Let us go in. Eumenides hath told such strange tales, as I may well wonder at them, but never believe them. The other old man, what a sad speech used he, that caused us almost all to weep. Cynthia is so desirous to know the experiment of her own virtue, and so willing to ease Endymion's hard fortune, that she no sooner heard the discourse, but she made herself in a readiness to try the event. we will also see the event, but whist here cometh Cynthia, with all her train: Let us sneak in amongst them. Eumenides, it cannot sink into my head, that I should be signified by that sacred Fountain, for many things are there in the world, to which those words may be applied. Good madam vouchsafe but to try, else shall I think myself most unhappy, that I asked not my sweet Mistress. Will you not yet tell me her name? Pardon me good madam, for if Endymion awake he shall: myself have sworn, never to reveal it. Well, let us to Endymion. I will not be so stately (good Endymion) not to stoop to do thee good: and if thy liberty consist in a kiss from me, thou shalt have it. And although my mouth hath been here tofore as untouched as my thoughts, yet now to recover thy life, (though to restore thy youth it be impossible) I will do that to Endymion, which yet never mortal man could boast of heretofore, nor shall ever hope for hereafter. madam he beginneth to stir. Soft Eumenides, stand still. Ah, I see his eyes almost open. I command thee once again stir not: I will stand behind him. What do I see, Endymion almost awake? Endymion, Endymion, art thou deaf or dumb? or hath this long sleep taken away thy memory? Ah my sweet Eudimion, seest thou not Eumenides? thy faithful friend, thy faithful Eumenides, who for thy safety hath been careless of his own content. Speak Endymion, Endymion, Endymion. Endymion? I call to mind such a name. Hast thou forgotten thyself Endymion? then do I not marvel thou remember'st not thy friend. I tell thee thou art Endymion, and I Eumenides: behold also Cynthia, by whose favour thou art awaked, and by whose virtue thou shalt continue thy natural course. Endymion, speak sweet Endymion, knowest thou not Cynthia? O heavens, whom do I behold, fair Cynthia, divine Cynthia? I am Cynthia, and thou Endymion. Endymion, What do I here? What, a grey beard? hollow eyes? withered body: decayed limbs? and all in one night?
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Good Madame pardon mee, I was ouertaken too late, I should rather breake into the middest of a maine battaile, then againe fall into the handes of those fayre babies. Well, I will prouide others. Pithagoras and Giptes, you shall yet remaine in my Courte, till I heare what may be done in this matter. Wee attende. Let vs goe in. EVmenides hath tolde such strange tales, as I may well wonder at them, but neuer beleeue them. The other old man, what a sad speech vsed he, that caused vs almost all to weepe. Cynthia is so desirous to knowe the experiment of her owne vertue, and so willing to ease Endimions harde fortune, that she no sooner heard the discourse, but shee made her selfe in a readines to trye the euent. Wee willl also see the euent, but whist heere commeth Cynthia, with all her traine: Let vs sneake in amongst them. Eumenides, it cannot sinke into my heade, that I should bee signified by that sacred Fountaine, for many thinges are there in the worlde, to which those words may bee applyed. Good Madame vouchsafe but to trye, els shall I thinke my selfe most vnhappie, that I asked not my sweete Mistris. Will you not yet tell me her name? Pardon mee good Madame, for if Endimion awake hee shall: my selfe haue sworne, neuer to reueale it. Well, let vs to Endimion. I will not be so statelie (good Endimion) not to stoope to doe thee good: and if thy libertie consist in a kisse from mee, thou shalt haue it. And although my mouth hath beene heere tofore as vntouched as my thoughts, yet now to recouer thy life, (though to restore thy youth it be impossible) I will do that to Endimion, which yet neuer mortall man coulde bost of heretofore, nor shall euer hope for heereafter. Madame hee beginneth to stirre. Soft Eumenides, stand still. Ah, I see his eyes almost open. I commaund thee once againe stirre not: I wil stand behinde him. What doe I see, Endimion almost awake? Endimion, Endimion, art thou deafe or dumbe? or hath this long sleepe taken away thy memorie? Ah my sweet Eudimion, seest thou not Eumenides? thy faithful friende, thy faythfull Eumenides, who for thy saftie hath beene carelesse of his owne content. Speake Endimion, Endimion, Endimion. Endimion? I call to minde such a name. Hast thou forgotten thy selfe Endimion? then do I not maruell thou remembrest not thy friend. I tell thee thou art Endimion, and I Eumenides: beholde also Cynthia, by whose fauour thou art awaked, and by whose vertue thou shalt continue thy naturall course. Endimion, speake sweete Endimion, knowest thou not Cynthia? O heauens, whom doe I beholde, faire Cynthia, diuine Cynthia? I am Cynthia, and thou Endimion. Endimion, What do I heere? What, a gray beard? hollow eyes? withered bodie: decayed lymbes? and all in one night?