Chapman, George · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · before the Court unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 471 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Rinaldo, the poor Fox that lost his tail, Persuaded others also to lose theirs: thyself, for one perhaps that for desert Or some defect in thy attempts refused thee, revil'st the whole sex, beauty, love and all: I tell thee, Love, is Nature's second son, Causing a spring of virtues where he shines, And as without the Sun, the World's great eye, All colours, beauties, both of Art and Nature, Are given in vain to men, so without love All beauties bred in women are in vain; All virtues borne in men lie buried, For love informs them as the Sun doth colours, And as the Sun reflecting his warm beams Against the earth, begets all fruits and flowers: So love, fair shining in the inward man, Brings forth in him the honourable fruits Of valour, wit, virtue, and haughty thoughts, Brave resolution, and divine discourse: O 'tis the Paradise, the heaven of earth, And didst thou know the comfort of two hearts, In one delicious harmony united? As to joy one joy, and think both one thought, Live both one life, and therein double life: To see their souls met at an interview In their bright eyes, at parley in their lips, Their language kisses: And t'observe the rest, Touches, embraces, and each circumstance Of all loves most unmatched ceremonies: Thou wouldst abhor thy tongue for blasphemy, O who can comprehend how sweet love tastes, But he that hath been present at his feasts? Are you in that vain too Valerio? 'twere fitter you should be about your charge, How Blow and Cart goes forward: I have known Your joys were all employed in husbandry, Your study was how many loads of hay A meadow of so many acres yielded; How many Oxen such a close would fat? And is your rural service now converted From Pan to Cupid? and from beasts to women? O if your father knew this, what a lecture Of bitter castigation he would read you? My father? why my father? does he think To rob me of myself? I hope I know I am a Gentleman, though his covetous humour And education hath transformed me Baily, And made me overseer of his pastures, I'll be myself, in spite of husbandry. And see bright heaven here comes my husbandry, Here shall my cattle graze, here Nectar drink, Here will I hedge and ditch, here hide my treasure, O poor Fortunio, how wouldst thou triumph, If thou enjoyd'st this happiness with my Sister? I were in heaven if once 'twere come to that. And methinks 'tis my heaven that I am past it, And should the wretched Machevilian, The covetous knight your father see this sight Lusty Valerio. 'sfoot Sir if he should, He shall perceive ere long my skill extends To something more, then sweaty husbandry.
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Rynaldo, the poore Foxe that lost his tayle, Perswaded others also to loose theirs: Thy selfe, for one perhaps that for desert Or some defect in thy attempts refus'd thee, Reuil'st the whole sexe, beauty, loue and all: I tell thee, Loue, is Natures second sonne, Causing a spring of vertues where he shines, And as without the Sunne, the Worlds great eye, All colours, beauties, both of Arte and Nature, Are giuen in vaine to men, so without loue All beauties bred in women are in vaine; All vertues borne in men lye buried, For loue informes them as the Sunne doth colours, And as the Sunne reflecting his warme eames Against the earth, begets all fruites and flowers: So loue, fayre shining in the inward man, Brings foorth in him the honourable fruites Of valour, wit, vertue, and haughty thoughts, Braue resolution, and diuine discourse: O tis the Paradice, the heauen of earth, And didst thou know the comfort of two hearts, In one delicious harmony vnited? As to ioy one ioy, and thinke both one thought, Liue both one life, and therein double life: To see their soules met at an enter-view In their bright eyes, at parle in their lippes, Their language kisses: And t'obserue the rest, Touches, embraces, and each circumstance Of all loues most vnmatched ceremonies: Thou wouldst abhorre thy tongue for blasphemy, O who can comprehend how sweet loue tastes, But he that hath been present at his feastes? Are you in that vaine too Valerio? Twere fitter you should be about your charge, How Plow and Cart goes foward: I haue knowne Your ioyes were all imployde in husbandry, Your study was how many loades of hay A meadow of so many acres yeelded; How many Oxen such a close would at? And is your rurall seruice now conuerted From Pan to Cupid? and from beastes to women? O if your father knew this, what a lecture Of bitter castigation he would read you? My father? why my father? does he thinke To rob me of my selfe? I hope I know I am a Gentleman, though his couetous humour And education hath transform'd me Bayly, And made me ourseer of his pastures, Ile be my selfe, in spight of husbandry. And see bright heauen here comes my husbandry, Here shall my cattle graze, here Nectar drinke, Here will I hedge and ditch, here hide my treasure, O poore Fortunio, how wouldst thou tryumph, If thou enioy'dst this happines with my Sister? I were in heauen if once twere come to that. And me thinkes tis my heauen that I am past it, And should the wretched Macheuilian, The couetous knight your father see this sight Lusty Valerio. Sfoote Sir if he should, He shll perceiue ere long my skill extends To something more, then sweaty husbandry.