Heywood, John · published 1534 · first performed or written 1534 [1533-1534] (Annals) not in BritDrama T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.87 · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
LO sir, who so that looketh here for courtesy And sith me seem as one pretending none But as unthought upon thus suddenly Approacheth the mids among you every chone And of you all saith nought to any one. May think me rued perceiving of what sort ye seem to be, and of what stately port. But I beseech you in most humble wise To omit displeasure and pardon me My manner is to muse and to devise So that some time myself may carry me Myself knoweth not where, and I azure ye So hath myself done now, for our lord wots where I am, or what ye be, I know not. Or whence I came, or whither I shall All this in manner as unknown to me But even as fortune guideth my foot to fale So wander I, yet where so ever I be And whom or how many so ever I see As one person to me is every chone So every place to me but as one And for that one person every place seek I which one once found I find of all the rest Not one missing, and in the contrary That one absent, though that there were here priest All the creatures living most and lest yet lacking her I should and ever shall Be as alone sins she to me is all And alone is she without comparison concerning the gifts gyvyn by nature In favour fairness and port as of person No life beareth the like of that creature Nor no tongue can attain to put in ure Her to describe, for how can words express That thing the full whereof no thought can ges. And as it is thing inestimable To make report of her beauty fully So is my love to ward her unable To be reported as who saith rightly For my foole service and love to that lady Is given under such abundant fashion That no tongue thereof can make right relashyon. wherein I suppose this well supposed Unto you all, that sins she perceiving As much of my love as can be disclosed even of very right in recompensing She ought for my love again to be loving For what more right to grant when love love requireth Then love for love, when love nought else desireth But even as far wurs as otherwise then so Stand I in case in manner desperate No time can time my sewt to ease my woe Before none to early and all times else to late Thus time out of time mystymeth my rate For time to bring time to hope of any grace That time tymyth no time in any time or place. whereby till time have time so far extinct That death may determine my life thus deadly No time can I rest alas I am so lyncte To griefs both so great and also many That by the same I say and will veryfy Of all pains the most incomparable pain Is to be a lover not loved again.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
LO ſyr, who ſo that loketh here for curteſy And ſeth me ſeme as one pretendyng none But as vnthought vppon thus ſodenly Approcheth the myddys amonge you euery chone And of you all ſeyth nought to any one. May thynke me rewde perceyuyng of what ſorte ye ſeme to be, and of what ſtately porte. But I beſeche you in moſt humble wyſe To omytte dyſpleaſure and pardon me My maner is to muſe and to deuyſe So that ſome tyme my ſelfe may cary me My ſelfe knowyth not where, and I aſure ye So hath my ſelfe done nowe, for our lorde wot where I am, or what ye be, I knowe not. Or whence I cam, or whyther I ſhall All this in maner as vnknowen to me But euyn as fortune guydeth my fote to fale So wander I, yet where ſo euer I be And whom o howe many ſo euer I ſe As one perſon to me is euery chone So euery place to me but as one And for that one perſone euery place ſeke I which one ones founde I fynde of all the reſt Not one myſſyng, and in the contrary That one abſent, though that there were here preſt All the creatures lyuyng moſt and leſt yet lackyng her I ſhulde and euer ſhall Be as alone ſyns ſhe to me is all And alone is ſhe without comparyſon Conſernyng the gyftys gyuyn by nature In fauour fayrnes and porte as of perſon No lyfe beryth the lyke of that creature Nor no tonge can attayne to put in vre Her to dyſcryue, for howe can wordes expres That thyng the full wherof no thought can ges. And as it is thyng ineſty mable To make reporte of her bewty fully So is my loue to warde her vnable To be reportyd as who ſeyth ryghtly For my ſoole ſeruyce and loue to that lady Is gyuen vnder ſuch haboundant faſhyon That no tonge therof can make ryght relaſhyon. wherin I ſuppoſe this well ſuppoſed Unto you all, that ſyns ſhe perceyuyng As much of my loue as can be dyſcloſed Euyn of very ryght in recompenſyng She ought for my loue agayne to be louyng For what more ryght to graunt when loue loue requireth Then loue for loue, when loue nought els deſyreth But euyn as farre wurs as otherwyſe then ſo Stande I in caſe in maner deſperate No tyme can tyme my ſewt to eaſe my wo Before none to erely and all tymes els to late Thus tyme out of tyme myſtymeth my rate For tyme to bryng tyme to hope of any grace That tyme tymyth no tyme in any tyme or place. wherby tyll tyme haue tyme ſo farre extyncte That deth may determyne my lyfe thus dedly No tyme can I reſte alas I am ſo lyncte To greues both ſo greate and alſo many That by the ſame I ſay and wyll veryfy Of all paynes the moſte incomparable payne Is to be a louer not louyd agayne.