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 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Now it resteth Dipsas, that if thou wilt forswear that vile Art of Enchanting, Geron hath promised again to receive thee, otherwise if thou be wedded to that wickedness, I must and will see it punished to the uttermost. Madam, I renounce both substance and shadow of that most horrible and hateful trade, vowing to the God's continual penance, and to your highness obedience. how say you Geron, will you admit her to your Wife? I with more joy than I did the first day: for nothing could happen to make me happy, but only her forsaking that lewd and detestable course. Dipsas I embrace thee. And I thee Geron, to whom I will hereafter recite the cause of these my first follies. Well Endymion, nothing resteth now but that we depart. Thou hast my favour, Tellus her friend, Eumenides in Paradise with his Semele, Geron contented with Dipsas. Nay soft, I cannot handsomely go to bed without Bagoa. Well Sir. Tophas, it may be there are more virtues in me than myself knoweth of, for Endymion I awaked, and at my words he waxed young, I will try whether I can turn this tree again to thy true love. Turn her to a true love or false, so she be a wench I care not. Bagoa, Cynthia putteth an end to thy hard fortunes, for being turned to a tree for revealing a truth, I will recover thee again, if in my power be the effect of truth. Bagoa? a bot's upon thee. Come my Lords let us in, you Gyptes and Pythagoras, if you cannot content yourselves in our Court, to fall from vain follies of Philosophers, to such virtues as are here practised, you shall be entertained according to your deserts, for Cynthia is no stepmother to strangers. I had rather in Cynthia's Court spend ten years, then in Greece one hour. And I choose rather to live by the sight of Cynthia, then by the possessing of all Egypt. Then follow. We all attend. A Man walking abroad, the wind and Sun strove for sovereignty, the one with his blast, the other with his beams. The wind blew hard, the man wrapped his garment about him harder: it blustered more strongly, he then girt it fast to him: I cannot prevail said the wind. The Sun casting her Crystal beams, began to warm the man: he unloosed his gown. yet it shined brighter: he then put it off. I yield said the wind, for if thou continue shining, he will also put off his coat. Dread Sovereign, the malicious that seek to overthrow us with threats, do but stiffen our thoughts, and make them sturdier in storms: but if your Highness vouch safe with your favourable beams to glance upon us, we shall not only stoop, but with all humility, lay both our hands and hearts, at your majesties feet.
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Now it resteth Dipsas, that if thou wilt forsweare that vile Arte of Enchaunting, Geron hath promised againe to receiue thee, otherwise if thou be wedded to that wickednes, I must and will see it punished to the vttermost. Madam, I renounce both substance and shadow of that most horrible and hatefull trade, vowing to the Gods continuall penaunce, and to your highnes obedience. Howe say you Geron, will you admit her to your Wife? I with more ioy then I did the first day: for nothing could happen to make me happy, but onely her forsaking that leude and detestable course. Dipsas I imbrace thee. And I thee Geron, to whom I will heereafter recite the cause of these my first follies. Well Endimion, nothing resteth nowe but that we depart. Thou hast my fauour, Tellus her friend, Eumenides in Paradice with his Semele, Geron contented with Dipsas. Nay soft, I cannot handsomly goe to bed without Bagoa. Well Syr. Tophas, it may bee there are more vertues in mee then my selfe knoweth of, for Endimion I awaked, and at my words he waxed young, I will trie whether I can turne this tree againe to thy true loue. Turne her to a true loue or false, so shee be a wench I care not. Bagoa, Cynthia putteth an end to thy harde fortunes, for being turnd to a tree for reuealing a truth, I will recouer thee againe, if in my power be the effect of truth. Bagoa? a bots vpon thee. Come my Lordes let vs in, you Gyptes and Pythagoras, if you cannot content your selues in our Court, to fall from vaine follies of Phylosophers, to such vertues as are here practised, you shall be entertained according to your deserts, for Cynthia is no stepmother to strangers. I had rather in Cynthias Court spende tenne yeeres, then in Greece one houre. And I chuse rather to liue by the sight of Cynthia, then by the possessing of all Egipt. Then follow. We all attend. A Man walking abroade, the wind and Sunne stroue for soueraignty, the one with his blast, the other with his beames. The wind blew hard, the man wrapped his garmēt about him harder: it blustred more strongly, he then girt it fast to him: I cannot preuaile sayd the wind. The Sunne casting her Christall beames, began to warme the man: he vnlosed his gowne. yet it shined brighter: he then put it off. I yeelde sayd the winde, for if thou continue shining, he will also put off his cote. Dread Soueraigne, the malicious that seeke to ouerthrowe vs with threats, do but stiffen our thoughts, and make them sturdier in stormes: but if your Highnes vouch safe with your fauorable beames to glaunce vpon vs, we shall not onlie stoope, but with all humilitie, lay both our handes and hearts, at your Maiesties feete.