Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Sweetly resolved fair Emelia, But would Phylema say as much to me, If I should ask a question now of thee, What if the duke of Cestus only son, Which came with me unto your father's house, Should seek to get Philema's love from me, And make thee Duchess of that stately town, Wouldst thou not then forsake me for his love? Not for great Neptune, no nor Ioue himself, Will Phylema leave Aurelius' love, Could he install me empress of the world, Or make me Queen and guideress of the heavens, Yet would I not exchange thy love for his, Thy company is poor Philema's heaven, And without thee, heaven were hell to me. And should my love as erst did Hercules Attempt to pass the burning vaults of hell, I would with piteous looks and pleasing words, As once did Orpheus with his harmony, And ravishing sound of his melodious harp, Entreat grim Pluto and of him obtain, That thou mightest go and safe return again. And should my love as erst Leander did, Attempt to swim the boiling helispont For Heros love: no towers of brass should hold But I would follow thee through those raging floods, With locks dishevered and my breast all bare, With bended knees upon Abidas shore, I would with smoky sighs and brinish tears, Importune Neptune and the watery Gods, To send a guard of silver scaled Dolphins, With sounding Tritons to be our convoy, And to transport us safe unto the shore, Whilst I would hang about thy lovely neck, Redoubling kiss on kiss upon thy cheeks, And with our pastime still the swelling waves. Should Polidor as great Achilles did, Only employ himself to follow arms, Like to the warlike Amazonian Queen, Pentheselea Hector's paramour, Who foiled the bloody Pyrrhus murderous greek, I'll thrust myself amongst the thickest throngs, And with my utmost force assist my love. Let Eole storm: be mild and quiet thou, Let Neptune swell, be Aurelius calm and pleased, I care not I, betide what may betide, Let fates and fortune do the worst they can, I reck them not: they not discord with me, Whilst that my love and I do well agree. Sweet Phylema beauties mineral, From whence the sun exhales his glorious shine, And clad the heaven in thy reflected rays, And now my liefest love, the time draws nigh, That Hymen mounted in his saffron rob, Must with his torches weight upon thy train, As Helen's brothers on the horned Moon, Now Iuno to thy number shall I add, The fairest bride that ever Merchant had. Come fair Emelia the priest is gone, And at the church your father and the rest, Do stay to see our marriage rites performed, And knit in sight of heaven this Gordian knot. That teeth of fretting time may near untwist, Then come fair love and gratulate with me, This days content and sweet solemnity. Sim must they be married now? I my Lord.
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Sweetly reſolued faire Emelia, But would Phylema ſay as much to me, If I ſhould aske a queſtion now of thee, What if the duke of Ceſtus only ſon, Which came with me vnto your fathers houſe, Should ſeeke to git Phylemas loue from me, And make thee Duches of that ſtately towne, Wouldſt thou not then forſake me for his loue? Not for great Neptune, no nor Ioue himſelfe, Will Phylema leaue Aurelius loue, Could he inſtall me Empres of the world, Or make me Queene and guidres of the heauens, Yet would I not exchange thy loue for his, Thy company is poore Philemas heauen, And without thee, heauen were hell to me. And ſhould my loue as erſte did Hercules Attempt to paſſe the burning valtes of hell, I would with piteous lookes and pleaſing wordes, As once did Orpheus with his harmony, And rauiſhing ſound of his melodious harpe, Intreate grim Pluto and of him obtaine, That thou mighteſt go and ſafe retourne againe. And ſhould my loue as earſt Leander did, Attempte to ſwimme the boyling heliſpont For Heros loue: no towers of braſſe ſhould hold But I would follow thee through thoſe raging flouds, With lockes diſheuered and my breſt all bare, With bended knees vpon Abidas ſhoore, I would with ſmokie ſighes and briniſh teares, Importune Neptune and the watry Gods, To ſend a guard of ſiluer ſcaled Dolphyns, With ſounding Tritons to be our conuoy, And to tranſport vs ſafe vnto the ſhore, Whilſt I would hang about thy louely necke, Redoubling kiſſe on kiſſe vpon thy cheekes, And with our paſtime ſtill the ſwelling waues. Should Polidor as great Achilles did, Onely imploy himſelfe to follow armes, Like to the warlike Amazonian Queene, Pentheſelea Hectors paramore, Who foyld the bloudie Pirrhus murderous greeke, Ile thruſt my ſelfe amongſt the thickeſt throngs, And with my vtmoſt force aſſiſt my loue. Let Eole ſtorme: be mild and quiet thou, Let Neptune ſwell, be Aurelius calme and pleaſed, I care not I, betide what may betide, Let fates and fortune doo the worſt they can, I recke them not: they not diſcord with me, Whilſt that my loue and I do well agree▪ Sweet Phylema bewties mynerall, From whence the ſun exhales his glorious ſhine, And clad the heauen in thy reflected raies, And now my liefeſt loue, the time drawes nie, That Himen mounted in his ſaffron robe, Muſt with his torches waight vpon thy traine, As Hellens brothers on the horned Moone, Now Iuno to thy number ſhall I adde, The faireſt bride that euer Marchant had. Come faire Emelia the preeſte is gon, And at the church your father and the reſte, Do ſtay to ſee our marriage rites performde, And knit in ſight of heauen this Gordian knot. That teeth of fretting time may nere vntwiſt, Then come faire loue and gratulate with me, This daies content and ſweet ſolemnity. Sim muſt they be married now? I my Lord.