Lyly, John · published 1597 · first performed or written 1593 [1590-1595] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
So Melos swears, but 'tis a lovers oath. Once guilty, and suspected evermore, I'll near be guilty more, suspect me not. Nor I suspect thee more, mistrust me not, Learchus never touched Pandora's lips, Nor Iphicles received a friendly word: Melos hath all my favours and for all, Do only this and I'll be only thine, Go unto Stesias and deny thy words, And as the sun goes down I'll meet thee hear. I will Pandora, and to cure thy wound, Receive these virtuous herbs which I have found. A pretty swain worthy Pandora's love, But I have written to Learchus I, And I will keep my promise though I die, which is to cozen him as he did me, Learchus my love Learchus, O the iteration of my name argues her affection, Was it my desert? thine alas Pandora, It was my destiny to be credulous to these miscreants. Look, look she is writing to you again. What is he come then shall my tongue declaim, Yet am I bashful and afeard to speak. Blush not Pandora who hath made most fault? I that solicit thee which loves me not. I that betrayed thee, which offended not. Learchus pardon me. Pandora pardon me. All friends and so they kissed. I can but smile to think thou wast deceived, Learchus thou must to my husband straight, And say that thou art sorry for thy words, And in the evening i'll meet thee again, Under the same grove where we both sat last. I will Pandora, but look where he comes. Then give me leave to dissemble. 'tis not thy sorrow that can make amends, Were I a man thou shouldst repent thy words. Learchus will you stand unto your words. O Stesias pardon me 'twas their deceit. I am sorry that I injured her, They lay the fault on thee, and thou on them, But take thee that. Ah Stesias leave: you shall not fight for me, Go, go Learchus I am Stesiasses. Art thou? No no Learchus, she doth but say so. Out of my ground Learchus, from my land, And from hence forward come not near my lawns, Pandora come: Gunophilus away. Learchus meet me straight, the time draws nigh. The time draws nigh, O that the time were now, I go to meet Pandora at the grove. When will the sun go down? fly Phoebus fly, O that thy steeds were winged with my swift thoughts: Now shouldst thou fall in Thetis azure arms, And now would I fall in Pandora's lap. Wherefore did Iupiter create the day? Sweet is the night when every creature sleeps, Come night, come gentle night, for thee I stay. Wherefore doth Iphicles desire the night? whose's that Melos? thy words did make me afeard, I wish for midnight but to take the Wolf, Which kills my sheep, for which I made a snare: Melos farewell, I must go watch my flocks. And I my love? here she will meet me straight, See where she comes hiding her blushing eyes.
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So Melos sweares, but tis a louers othe. Once guiltie, and suspected euermore, Ile nere be guiltie more, suspect me not. Nor I suspect thee more, mistrust me not, Learchus neuer toucht Pandoraes lips, Nor Iphicles receaud a friendly word: Melos hath al my fauours and for all, Doe onely this and Ile be onely thine, Go vnto Stesias and deny thy wordes, And as the sunne goes downe Ile meete thee heare. I will Pandora, and to cure thy wound, Receiue these vertuous hearbes which I haue found. A prety swayne worthy Pandoraes loue, But I haue written to Learchus I, And I will keepe my promise though I dye, which is to cozen him as he did me, Learchus my loue Learchus, O the iteration of my name argues her affection, VVas it my desert? thine alas Pandora, It was my destiny to be credulous to these miscreants. Looke, looke she is writing to you agayne. VVhat is he come then shall my tongue declayme, Yet am I bashfull and afeard to speake. Blush not Pandora who hath made most fault? I that sollicit thee which loues me not. I that betrayd thee, which offended not. Learchus pardon me. Pandora pardon mee. All friendes and so they kist. I can but smile to thinke thou wast deceiud, Learchus thou must to my husband streight, And say that thou art sory for thy wordes, And in the euening ile meete thee agayne, Vnder the same groue where we both sat last. I will Pandora, but looke where he comes. Then giue me leaue to desemble. Tis not thy sorrow that can make amends, Were I aman thou shouldst repent thy wordes. Learchus will you stand vnto your wordes. O Stesias pardon me twas their deceite. I am sory that I iniurd her, They lay the fault on thee, and thou on them, But take thee that. Ah Stesias leaue: you shall not fight for me, Go, goe Learchus I am Stesiasses. Art thou? No no Learchus, she doth but say so. Out of my ground Learchus, from my land, And from hence forward come not neare my lawnes, Pandora come: Gunophilus away. Learchus meete me straight, the time drawes nigh. The time drawes nigh, O that the time were now, I go to meete Pandora at the groue. VVhen will the sun go downe? flye Phoebus flye, O that thy steeds were wingd with my swift thoughts: Now shouldst thou fall in Thetis azure armes, And now would I fall in Pandoraes lap. VVherefore did Iupiter create the day? Sweete is the night when euery creature sleepes, Come night, come gentle night, for thee I stay. VVherefore dooth Iphicles desire the night? VVhose that Melos? thy words did make me afeard, I wish for midnight but to take the VVolfe, VVhich kils my sheepe, for which I made a snare: Melos farewell, I must go watch my flocks. And I my loue? here she will meet me streight, See where she comes hiding her blushing eyes.