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 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
well ye may burn together for all this And do well enough for aught that is yet amiss For gods sake one run after and baste him It were great pity the fire should waste him For being fat your knowledge must record A woodcock well roast is a dish for a lord And for a woodcock ye all must now know him By matter of record that so doth show him And briefly to bring you all out of doubt All this have I feigned to bring about him self to convince himself even by act Is he hath done here in doing this fact He taketh more thought for this one woman now Then could I for all in the world I make which hath so shamefully defaced his part That to return neither hath he face nor heart which fain, whiles he and she lose time in kissing give ye with me judgement a gods blessing The proof of my saying at my first entre That wretch bringeth now in place in that I laid Dyssimbling man's mind by appearance to be Thing meanuenyent, which thing as I said Is proved now true, how was I dismaid By his false facing the death of my darling whom I thank god is in health and aileth nothing Synon I beseech you of all your dysmaying what other cause can ye lay than your loving My loving nay all the cause was your lying what had my lie done if ye had not loved what did my love till your lie was moved By these two questions it seemeth we may make your love and my lie to part evenly the stake Loving and lying have we brought now hither Lovers and liars to lay both together But put case my lie of her death were true what excuse for your love could then ensue If fortune god save her did bring her to it The fault were in fortune and in love no whit The hole fault in fortune by my sheath well it God send your fortune better than your wit well sir at extremity I can prove The fault in fortune as much as in love Then fortune in like case with love now join you As I with loving joined lying even now And well they may join all by aught that I see For each of all three I take like vanity But sins ye confess that your part of such pain Cometh half by love, and that it is certain That certain pains to loved lovers do move In which the fault in nothing save only love As dread and jealousy each of which with more To your estate of love is a daily foe And I clear out of love declaring such show As in my case no pain to me can grow I say this considered hath pith sufficient In proof of my part to drive you to judgement
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well ye may burne to gyther for all this And do well ynough for ought that is yet amys For gods fake one ronne after and baſt hym It were great pyte the fyre ſhulde waſt hym For beyng fatte your knowledge muſt recorde A woodcock well roſt is a dyſhe for a lorde And for a woodcock ye all muſt nowe knowe hym By mater of recorde that ſo doth ſhewe hym And breuely to bryng you all out of dowt All this haue I feyned to brynge abowt ym ſelfe to conuynce hym ſelfe euen by acte Is he hath done here in doyng this facte He taketh more thought for this one woman nowe Then coulde I for all in the worlde I ma we which hath ſo ſhamefully defaced his parte That to returne nother hath he face nor harte which fene, whyles he and ſhe leſe tyme in kyſſyng Gyue ye with me iudgement a godes bleſſyng The profe of my ſayeng at my fyrſt entre That wretch bryngeth now in place in that I leyde Dyſſimblyng mans mynde by apparence to be Thyng meanuenyent, which thyng as I ſeyd Is proued nowe true, howe was I dyſmeyd By his falſe facyng the deth of my darlyng whome I thanke god is in helth and eyleth nothyng Syn I beſeche you of all your dyſmaying what other cauſe can ye ley then your louyng My louyng nay all the cauſe was your lyeng what had my lye done if ye had not loued what dyd my loue tyll your lye was moued By theſe two queſtions it ſemeth we may make your loue and my lye to parte euenly the ſtake Louyng and lyeng haue we brought nowe hyther Louers and lyers to ley both to gyther But put caſe my lye of her deth were true what excuſe for your loue coulde then enſue If fortune god ſaue her dyd bryng her to it The faute were in fortune and in loue no whyt The hole faute in fortune by my ſheth well yt God ſende your fortune better then your wyt well ſyr at extremyte I can proue The faute in fortune as much as in loue Then fortune in lyke caſe with loue nowe ioyne yow As I with louyng ioyned lyeng euen now And well they may ioyne all by ought that I ſe For eche of all thre I take lyke vanyte But ſyns ye confeſſe that your part of ſuch payne Cometh halfe by loue, and that it is certayne That certayne paynes to loued louers do moue In whiche the faute in nothyng ſaue onely loue As dred and ielouſy eche of which with mo To your eſtate of loue is a dayly fo And I clere out of loue declaryng ſuch ſhow As in my caſe no payne to me can grow I ſay this conſydred hath pyth ſuffycyent In profe of my parte to dryue you to iudgement