Heywood, John · published 1534 · first performed or written 1534 [1533-1534] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
sins that is true I marvel what can ensue For proof of thy part in that thou madest avaunt Of both our estates to prove thine most pleasant My part for most pleasant may soon be guessed By my continual quieted rest Being no lover who may quiet be? Nay being a lover what man is he That is quiet Marry I Marry ye lie what patience my friend ye are to hasty If ye will patiently mark what I shall say yourself shall perceive me in quiet always Say what thou will and I therein protest To believe no word thou sayest most nor lest Than we twain shall talk both in vain I see Except our matter awarded may be By judgement of some indifferent hearer Marry go thou and be an inquerer And if thou canst bring one any thing lyckly He shallbe admitted for my part quickly Now by the good god I grant to agree For be thou assured it scorneth me That thou shouldest compare in pleasure to be Like me, and surely I promise the One way or other I will find redress find the best and next way thy wit can ges And except your nobs for malous do need ye Make brief return a fellowship speed ye. My marvel is no more than my care is small what knave this fool shall bring being not partial And yet be he false and afolyshe knave to So that it be not to much a do To bring a daw to here and speak right I force for no man the worth of a mite And sins my doubt is so small in good speed what should my study be more than my need Till time I perceive this woodcock coming My part hereof should pass even in mumming Saving for pastime sins I consider He being a lover and all his matter To depend on love and contrary I No lover, by which all such standing by As favour my part, may fear me to weak Against the loving of this lover to speyke I shall for your comfort declare such a story As shall perfectly plant in your memory That I have knowledge in lovers laws As deep as some dosyn of those doting daws which told all ye whose fancies stick near me Shall know it causeless in this case to fear me For though as I show I am no lover now Nor never have been yet shall I show you Now that I ones chanced to take in hand To fain myself a lover ye shall understand Toward such a sweating as by sweet sent savour I know not the like in fashion and favour And to begin At setting in first was her skin Whit smooth & thin And every vain So blewe seen plain Her golden hear To see her wear Her wearing gear Alas I fere To tell all to you I shall undo you Her eye so rolling Each heart controlling Her nose not long
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Syns that is true I merueyll what can enſue For profe of thy parte in that thou madeſt auaunt Of both our eſtates to proue thyne moſt pleſaunt My parte for moſt pleſaunt may ſone be geſt By my contynuall quyetyd reſt Beyng no louer who may quyet be▪ Nay beyng a louer what man is he That is quyet Mary I Mary ye lye what pacyens my frende ye are to haſty If ye wyll paciently marke what I ſhall ſay your ſelfe ſhall perceyue me in quyet alway Say what thou wyll and I therin proteſt To beleue no worde thou ſayſt moſt nor leſt Than we twayne ſhall talke both in vayne I ſee Except our mater awarded may be By iudgement of ſome indifferent herer Mary go thou and be an inquerer And if thou canſt bryng one any thyng lyckly He ſhalbe admytted for my parte quyckly Nowe by the good god I graunt to agree For be thou aſſewred it ſcorneth me That thou ſhuldeſt compare in pleaſure to be Lyke me, and ſurely I promyſe the One way or other I wyll fynde redres Fynde the beſt and next way thy wyt can ges And except your nobs for malous do nede ye Make brefe returne a felyſhyp ſpede ye. My merueyll is no more then my care is ſmall what knaue this foole ſhall bryng beyng not perciall And yet be he falſe and afolyſhe knaue to So that it be not to much a do To bryng a daw to here and ſpeke ryght I forſe for no man the worth of a myte And ſyns my doubt is ſo ſmall in good ſpede what ſhulde my ſtudye be more then my nede Tyll tyme I perceyue this woodcock commyng My parte hereof ſhulde pas euyn in mummyng Sauyng for paſtyme ſyns I conſyder He beyng a louer and all his mater To depende on loue and contrary I No louer, by which all ſuch ſtandyng by As fauour my parte, may feare me to weyke Agaynſt the louyng of this louer to ſpeyke I ſhall for your confort declare ſuche a ſtory As ſhall perfetly plant in your memory That I haue knowledge in louers laws As depe as ſome doſyn of thoſe dotyng daws which tolde all ye whoſe fanſyes ſtyck nere me Shall knowe it cauſeles in this caſe to feare me For though as I ſhewe I am no louer now Nor neuer haue ben yet ſhall I ſhewe yow Now that I ones chaunced to take in hande To fayne my ſelfe a louer ye ſhall vnderſtande Towarde ſuch a ſwetyng as by ſwete ſent ſauour I knowe not the lyke in faſhyon and fauour And to begyn At ſettyng in Fyrſt was her ſkyn Whyt ſmoth & thyn And euery vayne So blewe ſene playne Her golden heare To ſee her weare Her weryng gere Alas I fere To tell all to you I ſhall vndo you Her eye ſo rollyng Ech hart cōtrollyng Her noſe not long