Anonymous · published 1598 · first performed or written 1590 [1588-1598; revised 1610] (Annals) romance · Unknown unassigned nearest T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
In time of yore when men like brutish beasts, Did lead their lives in loathsome cells and woods And wholly gave themselves to witless will, A rude unruly rout, than man to man became A present pray, than might prevailed, The weakst went to walls, Right was unknown, for wrong was all in all, As men thus lived in his great outrage, Behold one Orpheus came as poets tell, And them `from rudeness unto reason brought, Who led by reasonson some forsook the woods, Instead of caves they built them castles strong, Cities and towns were founded by them then, Glad wrethey, they found such ease, And in the end they grew to perfect amity Weighing their former wickedness, They termed the time wherein they lived then A golden age, a goodly golden age. Now Bremo, for so I hear thee called. If men which lived tofore as thou dost now, Wily in wood, addicted all to spoil, Returned were by worthy Orpheus' means, Let me like Orpheus cause thee to return From murder, bloodshed and like cruelty, What should we fight before we have a cause No, let's live and love together faithfully. I'll fight for thee. Fight form me or die, or fight or else thou diest. hold Bremo hold, Away I say, thou troublest me, You promised me to make me your queen. I did, I mean no less. You promised that I should have my will, I did I mean no less. Then save this hermits life, for he may save us both: A thy request i'll spare him, but never any after him Say hermit what canst thou do? I'll wait on thee, sometime upon the queen, such srevice shalt thou shortly have as Bremo never had. Come sirs what shall I never have you find out Amadine and the shepherd) And I have been through the woods, and through the woods, and could see nothing but an emet. Why I see thousand emmets, thou meanest a little one, Nay that emet that I saw was bigger than thou art Bigger than I what a fool have you to your man, I pray you master turn him away? But dost thou hear, was he not a man. think he was, for he said he did lead a saltseller life about the woods. Thn wouldest say a solitarie lie about the woods I think it was so indeed. I thought what a fool thou art. Thou art a wise man, why he did nothing but sleep since he went But tell me Mouse, how did he go; In a whit gown and a whit hat on his head, and a staff in his hand. I thought so, it was a hermit that walked a solitary life in the woods. Well, get you to dinner, and after never leave seeking till you bring some news of them, or i'll hang you both. How now Rombelo, what shall we do now;
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In time of yore when men like brutish beasts Did lead their liues in loathsom clles and woodes And wholy gaue them selues to wilesse will, A rude vnruly rout, then man to man became A present praie, then might preuailed, The weakst went to walles, Right was vnknowen, for wrong was all in all As men thus liued in his great outrage, Behould one Orpheus came as poets tell, And them `from rudenes vnto reason brought, Who led by reasonson some forsooke the woods, Insteade of caes hey built them castles strong, Citties and townes were founded by hem then, Glad wrethey, they found such ease, And in the end they grew to perfect amitie Waying their former wickednesse, They tearmd the time wherein they liued then A golden age, a goodly golden age. Now Bremo, for so I heare thee called. If men which liued tofoe as thou dost now, Wilie in wood, addicted al to spoile, Returned were by worthy Orpheus meanes, Let me like Orpheus cause thee to returne From murder, bloudshed and like crultie, What should we fight beor we haue a cause No, lets liue and loue together faithfully. Ile fight for thee. Fight forme or die, or fight or els thou diest. hold Bremo hold, Away I say, thou troublest mee, You promised me to make me your queenne. I did, I meane no less. You promised that I should haue my wil, I did I meane no lesse. Then saue this hermits life, for he may saue vs both: A thy request ile spare him, but neuer any after him Say hermit what canst thou doe? Ile waite on thee, somtime vpon the queene, such sreuice shalt thou shortly haue as Bremo neuer had. Come sirs what shall I neuer haue you finde out Amadine and the shepheard) And I haue bin through the woods, and through the woods, and could see nothing but an emet. Why I see thousand emets, thou meanest a little one, Nay that emet that I saw was bigger then thou art Bigger then I what a foole haue you to your man, I pray you maister turne him away? But dost thou heae, was he ot a man. thinke he was, for he saide he did lead a saltseller life about the woods. Thn wouldest say a solitarie lie about the woods I thinke it was so indeed I thought what a foole thou art. Thou art a wise man, why he did nothing but sleepe since he went But tell me Mouse, how did he goe; In a whit gowne and a whit hat on his head, and a staffe in his hande. I thought so, it was a hemit that walked a solitaie life in the woods. Well, get you to dinner, and after neuer leaue seeking til you bring some newes of them, or ile hang you both. How now Rombelo, what shall we do now;