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 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
No with myself for loving such a swain, What fury made me dote upon these looks, Like winter's picture are his withered cheeks, His hair as ravens plumes, ah touch me not. His hands are like the sins of some foul fish, Look how he mows like to an aged ape, Over the chain Jack, or i'll make thee leap. What a sudden change is here? Now he swears by his ten bones, down I say. Did I not tell you I should have Larks, where is the larks, come we'll go catch some straight? No let us go a fishing with a net? With a net? no, an angle is enough: An angle, a net, no none of both. I'll wade into the water, water is fair, And stroke the fishes underneath the gills. But first I'll go a hunting in the wood, I like not hunting, let me have a hawk What wilt thou say and if I love thee still? Any thing, what you will. But shall I have a gown of oaken leaves, A chaplet of red berries, and a faun. Made of the morning dew to cool my face. How often will you kiss me in an hour, And where shall me sit till the sun be down, For Nocte latent mendae. what then? I will not kiss thee till the sun be down, Thou art deformed, the night will cover thee, We women must be modest in the day, O tempt me not until the evening come. Lucretia tota sis licet vsque die. Thaida nocte volo. Hate me adays, and love me in the night, call'st thou me Thais? go and love not me, I am not Thais I'll be Lucretia I, Give me a knife and for my chastity, I'll die to be canonised a saint. But you will love me when the sun is down? No but I will not. Did you not promise me. No I, I saw thee not till now. Do you see me now. I and loathe thee. Belike I was a spirit all this while? A spirit, a spirit, whither may I fly. I see Pandora and Gunophilus. And I see Stesias welcome Stesias. Gunophilus thou hast inveigled her, And robbed me of my treasure and my wife. I'll strip thee to the skin for this offence, And put thee in a wood to be devoured, Of empty Tigers, and of hungry Wolves, Nor shall thy sad looks move me unto ruth, Pardon me master she is Lunatic, Foolish and frantic, and I followed her. Only to save the goods and bring her back: Why think you I would run away with her? He need not for I'll run away with him, And yet I will go home with Stesias, So I shall have a white lamb coloured black, Two little sparrows, and a spotted fawn. I fear it is too true that he reports. Nay stay a while and you shall see her dance.
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No with my selfe for louing such a swayne, VVhat fury made me doate vpon these lookes, Like winters picture are his withered cheekes, His hayre as rauens plumes, ah touch me not. His handes are like the sinnes of some foule fish, Look ehow he mowes like to an aged ape, Ouer the chayne Iacke, or ile make thee leape. What a suddayne change is here? Now he sweares by his ten bones, downe I say. Did I not tell you I should haue Larkes, where is the larks, come weel go catch some streight? No let vs go a fishing with a net? VVith a net? no, an angle is enough: An angle, a net, no none of both. Ile wade into the water, water is fayre, And stroke the fishes vnder neath the gilles. But first Ile go a hunting in the wood, I like not hunting, let me haue a hawke VVhat wilt thou say and if I loue thee still? Any thing, what you will. But shall I haue a gowne of oken leaues, A chaplet of red berries, and a faune. Made of the morning dewe to coole my face. How often will you kisse me in an houre, And where shall me sit till the sunne be downe, For Nocte latent mendae. what then? I will not kisse thee till the sunne be downe, Thou art deformd, the nyght vvill couer thee, VVe vvomen must be modest in the day, O tempt me not vntill the euening come. Lucretia tota sis licet vsque die. Thaida nocte volo. Hate me a dayes, and loue me in the nyght, Calst thou me Thais? goe and loue not me, I am not Thais Ile be Lucretia I, Giue me a knife and for my chastety, Ile dye to be canonized a saynt. But you will loue me vvhen the sun is downe▪ No but I will not. Did you not promise me. No I, I saw thee not till now. Do you see me now. I and loth thee. Belike I was a spirit all this vvhile? A spirit, a spirit, vvhither may I flye. I see Pandora and Gunophilus. And I see Stesias welcome Stesias. Gunophilus thou hast inveigled her, And robd me of my treasure and my wife. Ile strippe thee to the skinne for this offence, And put thee in a wood to be deuourd, Of emptie Tygres, and of hungry VVolues, Nor shall thy sad lookes moue me vnto rueth, Pardon me mayster she is Lunaticke, Foolish and franticke, and I followed her. Onely to saue the goods and bring her backe: VVhy thinke you I would runne away with her? He neede not for Ile runne away with him, And yet I will go home with Stesias, So I shall haue a white lambe coloured blacke, Two little sparrowes, and a spotted fawne. I feare it is too true that he reportes. Nay stay a while and you shall see her daunce.