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 · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
In taking that thou took in hand to mock me wherein from beginning I have seen the jet Like as a fool might have jetted in a net believing himself save of himself only To be perceived of no living body But well saw I thine intent at beginning was to bestow a mock on me at ending when thou laughedest dyssymuling a weeping hare Than I with weeping eyes played even the like part wherewith I brought in moccum moccabitur And yet thou being a long-snouted cur Could no whit smell that all my meaning was To give mock for mock as now is come to pass which now thus passed if thy wit be handsome May defend the from mocks in time to come By clapping fast to thy snout every day Morum moccabitur for a nosegay wherewith shestart up and shut her window to which done I had no more to say nor do But think myself or any man else a fool In mocks or wiles to set women to school But now to purpose wherefore I began All though I were made a fool by this woman Concerning mocking yet doth this tale approve That I am well seen in the art of love For I intending no love but to mock yet could no lover of all the hole flock Ctrcumstaunce of love disclose more nor better Than did I the substance being no greater And by this tale afore ye all may see All though a lover as well loved be As love can devise him for pleasant speed yet two displeasures telousy and dread Is mixed with love whereby love is a drink meet To give babes for worms for it drynkth bitter sweet And as for this babe our lover in whose head By a frantic worm his opinion is bred After one draft of this medsyn ministered In to his brain by my brain appointed Reason shall so temper his opinion That he shall see it not worth an onion And if he have any other thing to lay I have to convynse him every way And sins my part now doth thus well appear Be ye my partners now all of good cheer But silence every man upon a pain For master woodcock is now come again. The old seeing saith he that seeketh shall find which after long seeking true have I found But for such a finding myself to bind To such a seeking as I was now bound I would rather seek to less twenty pound how be it I have sought so far to my pain That at the last I have found and brought twain Come they a horse back Nay they come a foot which thou might see here, but for this great mist By iys and yet see I thou blind bald cote That one of those twain might ride if he list How? Marry for he leadeth a nag on his his fist masters ye are welcome, and welcome ye be
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
In takyng that thou toke in hande to mock me wherin from begynnyng I haue ſene the iet Lyke as a foole myght haue iettyd in a net Beleuyng hymſelfe ſaue of hym ſelfe onely To be perceyued of no lyuyng body But well ſaw I thyne entent at begynnyng was to beſtow a mock on me at endyng when thou laughedeſt dyſſymulyng a wepyng hare Then I with wepyng eyes played euyn the lyke part wherwith I brought in moccum moccabitur And yet thou beyng a long ſnowted cur Coulde no whyt ſmell that all my meanyng was To gyue mock for mock as now is come to pas which now thus paſſed if thy wyt be handſome May defende the from mockes in tyme to come By clappyng faſt to thy ſnowt euery day Morum moccabitur for a noſegay whetwith ſheſtart vp and ſhyt her wyndowe to which done I had no more to ſay nor do But thynke my ſelfe or any man elles a foole In mockes or wyles to ſet women to ſcoole But nowe to purpoſe wherfore I began All though I were made a fole by this woman Concernyng mockyng yet doth this tale approue That I am well ſene in the arte of loue For I entendyng no loue but to mock yet coulde no louer of all the hole flock Ctrcumſtaunce of loue dyſcloſe more nor better Then dyd I the ſubſtaunce beyng no greater And by this tale afore ye all may ſee All though a louer as well loued be As loue can deuyſe hym for pleaſaunt ſpede yet two dyſpleaſures telouſy and drede Is myxt with loue wherby loue is a drynk mete To gyue babes for wormes for it drynkth bytter ſwete And as for this babe our louer in whoſe hed By a frantyk worme his opinion is bred After one draught of this medſyn mynyſtryd In to his brayne by my brayne apoyntyd Reaſon ſhall ſo temper his opinion That he ſhall ſee it not worth an onyon And if he haue any other thyng to ley I haue to conuynſe hym euery way And ſyns my parte nowe doth thus well appere Be ye my parteners now all of good chere But ſylence euery man vpon a payne For mayſter woodcock is nowe come agayne. The olde ſeyng ſeyth he that ſeketh ſhall fynde which after long ſekyng true haue I founde But for ſuche a fyndyng my ſelfe to bynde To ſuch a ſekyng as I was now bounde I wolde rather ſeke to leſſe twenty punde Howe be it I haue ſought ſo farre to my payne That at the laſt I haue founde and brought twayne Come they a horſe back Nay they come a fote which thou myght ſee here, but for this great myſt By iys and yet ſee I thou blynde balde cote That one of thoſe twayne myght ryde if he lyſt How? Mary for he ledyth a nag on his his fyſt Mayſtres ye are welcome, and welcome ye be