Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1600 [1599-1600] (Annals) pastoral; romance · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
It were no marvel if you knew my moan. But what are you that question me so far? My habit tells you that, a Forester: That having lost a herd of skittish deer, Was of good hope, I should a found them here. Trust me, I saw not any, so farewell. Nay stay: and further of your fortunes tell: I am not one that means you any harm. I think my Boy be fled away by charm. Ranger well met: within thy walk I pray, Sawst thou not Moyso, my unhappy Boy? Shepherd not I, what meanst to seek him here? Because the wag, possessed with doubtful fear, lest I would beat him for a fault he did: Amongst those Trees, I do suspect he's hid. But how now Ranger? you mistake I trow, This is a Lady, and no barren Dow. It is indeed, and as it seems, distressed, Whose grief to know, I humbly made request: But she as yet will not reveal the same. Perhaps to me she will: speak gentle dame? What danger great hath driven ye to this place? Make known your state, and look what slender grace, A shepherds poor ability may yield, You shall be sure of, ere I leave the field. Alas good Sir, the cause may not be known, That hath enforced me to be here alone. Nay fear not to discover what you are: It may be we may remedy your care. Since needs you will, that I renew my grief, Whether it be my chance to find relief Or not, I wreak not: such my crosses are, As sooner I expect to meet despair. Then thus it is: not far from hence do dwell My parents, of the world esteemed well: Who with their bitter threats, my grant had won, This day to marry with a neighbour's son. And such a one, to whom I should be wife, As I could never fancy in my life. And therefore to avoid that endless thrall, This morn I came away and left them all. Now trust me virgin, they were much unkind, To seek to match you so against your mind. It was beside, unnatural constraint: But by the tenor of your just complaint, It seems you are not minded to return, Nor any more to dwell where you were borne. It is my purpose, if I might obtain A place of refuge where I might remain. Why go with me, my Lodge is not far off, Where you shall have such hospitality As shall be for your health and safety. Soft Ranger, you do range beyond your skill, My house is nearer: and for my good will, It shall exceed a woodman's wooden stuff: Then go with me, I'll keep you safe enough. I'll bring her to a bower beset with green. And I an arbour, may delight a Queen. Her diet shallbe Venison at my board. Young Kid and Lamb, we shepherds can afford.
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It were no maruell if you knew my mone. But what are you that queſtion me ſo far? My habit telles you that, a Forreſter: That hauing loſt a heard of skittiſh Deere, Was of good hope, I ſhould a found them heere. Truſt me, I ſaw not any, ſo farewell. Nay ſtay: and further of your fortunes tell: I am not one that meanes you any harme. I thinke my Boy be fled away by charme. Raunger well met: within thy walke I pray, Sawſt thou not Moyſo, my vnhappie Boy? Shepheard not I, what meanſt to ſeeke him here? Becauſe the wagge, poſſeſt with doubtfull feare, Leaſt I would beate him for a fault he did: Amongſt thoſe Trees, I do ſuſpect hees hid. But how now Raunger? you miſtake I trowe, This is a Lady, and no barren Dowe. It is indeede, and as it ſeemes, diſtreſt, Whoſe griefe to know, I humbly made requeſt: But ſhe as yet will not reueale the ſame. Perhaps to me ſhe will: ſpeak gentle dame? What daunger great hath driuen ye to this place? Make knowne your ſtate, and looke what ſlender grace, A Shepheards poore abilitie may yeeld, You ſhall be ſure of, ere I leaue the feeld. Alas good Sir, the cauſe may not be knowne, That hath inforſte me to be here alone. Nay feare not to diſcouer what you are: It may be we may remedie your care. Since needs you will, that I renew my griefe, Whether it be my chance to finde reliefe Or not, I wreake not: ſuch my croſſes are, As ſooner I expect to meete diſpaire. Then thus it is: not farre from hence do dwell My parents, of the world eſteemed well: Who with their bitter threats, my graūt had won, This day to marrie with a neighbours ſon. And ſuch a one, to whom I ſhould be wife, As I could neuer fancie in my life. And therefore to auoyd that endleſſe thrall, This morne I came away and left them all. Now truſt me virgin, they were much vnkind, To ſeeke to match you ſo againſt your minde. It was beſide, vnnaturall conſtraint: But by the tenure of your iuſt complaint, It ſeemes you are not minded to returne, Nor any more to dwell where you were borne. It is my purpoſe, if I might obtaine A place of refuge where I might remaine. Why go with me, my Lodge is not far off, Where you ſhall haue ſuch hoſpitalitie As ſhall be for your health and ſafetie. Soft Raunger, you do raunge beyond your skill, My houſe is nearer: and for my good will, It ſhall exceed a woodmans woodden ſtuffe: Then go with me, Ile keep you ſafe enough. Ile bring her to a bower beſet with greene. And I an arbour, may delight a Queene. Her dyet ſhalbe Venſon at my boord. Yong Kid and Lambe, we ſhepheards can affoord.