Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1600 [1599-1600] (Annals) pastoral; romance · Children of Paul's (second) T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.79 · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Stay Ioculo: alas it cannot be: If we should part, I lose both her and thee: The woods are wide: and wandering thus about, Thou mayst be lost: and not my Love found out. I pray you let me go. I pray thee stay. i'faith i'll run. And dost not know which way. Any way: all's one, i'll draw dry foot: If you send not to seek her, you may lie Here long enough, before she come to seek you: She little thinks that you are hunting for her In these quarters. Ah Ioculo, before I leave my Boy, Of this world's comfort, now my only joy: Seest thou this place? upon this grassy bed, With summers gaudy diaper bespread. Under these shadows shall my dwelling be: Till thou return, sweet Ioculo to me. And if my Convoy be not cut off by the way, It shall not be long before I be with you. Well, I pray you look to my master: for Here I leave him amongst you: and if I Chance to light on the wench, you shall hear Of me by the next wind. In vain I fear, I beat my brains about, Proving by search, to find my mistress out: Eurymine, Eurymine, return: And with thy presence guild the beauteous morn: And yet I fear to call upon thy name, The prattling Echo, should she learn the same, The last words accent she'll no more prolong, But bear that sound upon her airy tongue. Adorned with the presence of my Love, The woods I fear, such secret power shall prove As they'll shut up each path: hide every way, Because they still would have her go astray: And in that place would always have her scene, Only because they would be ever green: And keep the winged choristers still there, To banish winter clean out of the year. But why persist I to bemoan my state, When she is gone, and my complaint too late? A drowsy dullness closeth up my sight, O powerful sleep, I yield unto thy might. Come hither Iris. Iris is at hand, To attend Ioues wife: great Juno's high command. Iris I know I do thy service prove, And ever since I was the wife of Ioue Thou hast been ready when I called still, And always most obedient to my will: Thou seest how that imperial Queen of love, With all the Gods, how she prevails above, And still against great Juno's hests doth stand, To have all stoup and bow, at her command: Her Doves and Swans, and Sparrows, must be graced. And on loves Altars, must be highly placed. My starry Peacocks, which doth bear my state: scarcely allowed within his palace gate: And since herself, she thus preferred doth see, Now the proud housewife will contend with me: And practiseth her wanton pranks to play With this Ascanio, and Eurymine. But Love shall know, in spite of all his skill, Iuno's a woman, and will have her will.
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Stay Ioculo: alas it cannot be: If we ſhould part, I looſe both her and thee: The woods are wide: and wandring thus about, Thou maiſt be loſt: and not my Loue found out. I pray you let me goe. I pray thee ſtay. I faith ile runne. And doeſt not know which way. Any way: alls one, ile drawe drie foote: If you ſend not to ſeeke her, you may lye Here long enough, before ſhe come to ſeeke you: She litle thinkes that you are hunting for her In theſe quarters. Ah Ioculo, before I leaue my Boy, Of this worlds comfort, now my only ioy: Seeſt thou this place? vpon this graſſie bed, With ſommers gawdie dyaper beſpred. Vnder theſe ſhadowes ſhall my dwelling be: Till thou returne, ſweet Ioculo to me. And if my Conuoy be not cut off by the way, It ſhall not be long before I be with you. Well, I pray you looke to my maiſter: for Here I leaue him amongſt you: and if I Chaunce to light on the wench, you ſhall heare Of me by the next winde. In vaine I feare, I beate my braines about, Proouing by ſearch, to finde my miſtreſſe out: Eurymine, Eurymine, retorne: And with thy preſence guild the beautious morne: And yet I feare to call vpon thy name, The pratling Eccho, ſhould ſhe learne the ſame, The laſt words accent ſheele no more prolong, But beare that ſound vpon her airie tong. Adorned with the preſence of my Loue, The woods I feare, ſuch ſecret power ſhal proue As they'll ſhut vp each path: hide euery way, Becauſe they ſtill would haue her go aſtray: And in that place would alwaies haue her ſcene, Only becauſe they would be euer greene: And keepe the wingged Quiriſters ſtill there, To baniſh winter cleane out of the yeare. But why perſiſt I to bemone my ſtate, When ſhe is gone, and my complaint too late? A drowſie dulnes cloſeth vp my ſight, O powerfull ſleepe, I yeeld vnto thy might. Come hither Iris. Iris is at hand, To attend Ioues wife: great Iunos hie command. Iris I know I do thy ſeruice proue, And euer ſince I was the wife of Ioue Thou haſt bene readie when I called ſtill, And alwayes moſt obedient to my will: Thou ſeeſt how that imperiall Queene of loue, With all the Gods, how ſhe preuailes aboue, And ſtill againſt great Iunos heſts doth ſtand, To haue all ſtoupe and bowe, at her command: Her Doues and Swannes, and Sparrowes, muſt be graced. And on Loues Aultars, muſt be highly placed. My ſtarry Peacocks, which doth beare my ſtate: Scarſly alowed within his pallace gate: And ſince her ſelfe, ſhe thus preferd doth ſee, Now the proud huſwife will contend with mee: And practiſeth her wanton pranckes to play With this Aſcanio, and Eurymine. But Loue ſhall know, in ſpight of all his skill, Iuno's a woman, and will haue her will.