Il Pastor Fido, or The Faithful Shepherd · chunk 55 of 71
Dymoke, Tailboys / Guarini, Giovanni Battista · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) pastoral unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 519 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
True (good Vranio) I by proof can tell, That young, did leave my father's house, and sought Strange places out, and now turn home gra● heard, That erst departed hence with golden locks; Yet is our native soil sweet unto him That hath his sense: Nature doth make it dear, Like to the Adamant, whom though the Matrinet Carry far hence, sometime where as the Sun Is borne, and sometime where it dies; yet still The hidden virtue where with it beholds, The Northern Pole it never doth forego: So he that goes far from his native soil, And often times in stranger land doth dwell, Yet he retains the love he to it bore. O my Arcadia, now I greet thy ground, And welcome good Vranio, for 'tis meet You do partake my joys, as you have done my toil. I may partake your toil, but not content, When I remember how far hence I left My house and little household off: well may I rest My limbs, but well I wot my heart will moon, Nor save thyself, could any thing have drawn Me from Elidis now: yet I know not What cause hath made you travail to this place. Thou know'st my dear Mirtillo, whom the heavens Have given me: for my Son came hither sick, here to get health, according to the Oracle, Which said only Arcadia could restore it him: Two months he hath been here, and I not able to Abide that stay, went to the Oracle To know of his return: which answered thus. Return thou to thy Country, where thou shalt Live merrily with thy Mirtillo dear: Heavens have determined great things of him; Nor shalt thou laugh but in Arcadia. Thou then my dear companion, merry Bee, Thou hast a share in all my good, nor will Carino smile, if my Vranio grieve. All labours that I for Carino take, Have their reward: but for to short the way, I pray you tell what made you travail first. A youthful love I unto Music bore, And greediness of foreign fame, disdaining that Arcadia only should me praise, made me Seek out Eli●● and Pisa famove so, Where I saw glorious Egeus crowned with Bays, With Purple next to Virtue evermore; So that he Phebus seemed: when I devout Unto his power did consecrate my Lute: Then left I Pisa, and to M●cen● went, And afterwards to Argos, where I was At first, adored like a God: but twill be too Too troublesome to tell the story of my life. I many fortunes tried, sometime disdained, Sometime respected like a power divine: Now rich, then poor; now down, then up aloft: But in the change of place, my fortunes never changed, I learned to know and sigh my former liberty; And leaving Argos, I returned to My homely Bower I in Elidis had: Where Gods be praised) I did Mirtillo buy, Who since, hath comforted all mine annoys. Thrice happy they who can contain their thoughts And not through vain and most immoderate hope, the sweet tasted fruit of moderate good.
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True (good Ʋranio) I by proofe can tell, That young, did leaue my fathers houſe, and ſought Strange places out, and now turne home gra hear'd, That earſt departed hence with golden lockes; Yet is our natiue ſoyle ſweete vnto him That hath his ſence: Nature doth make it deare, Like to the Adamant, whom though the Matrinet Carry farre hence, ſometime where as the Sunne Is borne, and ſometime where it dyes; yet ſtill The hidden vertue where with it beholdes, The Northren Pole it neuer doth forgoe: So he that goes farre from his natiue ſoyle, And often times in ſtraunger land doth dwell, Yet he retaines the loue he to it bore. O my Arcadia, now I greet thy ground, And welcome good Ʋranio, for t'is meete You do partake my ioyes, as you haue done my toyle. I may pertake your toyle, but not content, When I remember how farre hence I left My houſe and little houſhold off: well may I reſt My limbes, but well I wot my hart will mone, Nor ſaue thy ſelfe, could any thing haue drawne Me from Elidis now: yet I know not What cauſe hath made you trauaile to this place. Thou knowſt my deare Mirtillo, whom the heauens Haue giu'n me: for my Sonne came hither ſicke, Heere to get health, according to the Oracle, Which ſayd onely Arcadia could reſtore it him: Two monthes he hath been heere, and I not able to Abide that ſtay, went to the Oracle To know of his returne: which anſwered thus. Returne thou to thy Countrey, where thou ſhalt Liue merrily with thy Mirtillo deare: Heauens haue determined great thinges of him; Nor ſhalt thou laugh but in Arcadia. Thou then my deare companion, merrie bee, Thou haſt a ſhare in all my good, nor will Carino ſmile, if my Ʋranio grieue. All labours that I for Caino take, Haue their reward: but for to ſhort the way, I pray you tell what made you trauaile firſt. A youthfull loue I vnto Muſicke bore, And greedineſſe of forraine fame, diſdayning that Arcadia onely ſhould me prayſe, made me Seeke out Eli and Piſa famoue ſo, Where I ſaw glorious Aegen crowned with Bayes, With Purple next to Vertue euermore; So that he Phbus ſeem'd: when I deuout Vnto his powre did conſecrate my Lute: Then left I Piſa, and to Mcen went, And afterwardes to Argos, where I was At firſt, adored like a God: but twilbe too Too troubleſome to tell the ſtorie of my life. I many fortunes tride, ſometime diſdaind, Sometime reſpected like a power deuine: Now rich, then poore; now downe, then vp aloft: But in the change of place, my fortunes neuer changd, I learnd to know and ſigh my former libertie; And leauing Argos, I returned to My homely Bowre I in Elidis had: Where Gods be prayſ'd) I did Mirtillo buy, Who ſince, hath comforted all mine annoyes. Thriſe happie they who can conteine their thoughts And not through vaine and moſt immoderate hope, the ſweete taſted fruite of moderate good.