The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 5 of 41
Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals) pastoral · before the Court unassigned nearest T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs · 525 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.
Well, well, Dorinda shall not wail alone, She shall have others to consort her moan: For since my late return from Telos Court I have made twenty of their coyest nymphs Turn lovers, with a few protesting words And some choice complemental perjuries; I made Palaemon, to suspect the faith Of his chaste Silvia, and chaste Silvia his, In hope thereby to work her love to me. I wrought coy Daphne to infringe her vow Made to Menalcas, and I told her how Those fetters which so heavily were laid Upon our free affections, only were But customary bands, not natural. And I think Techne thou hast done thy part, Here, in this gentle region of kind hearts, Since thou cam'st hither, for I see thou thriv'st. In deed whilst I in Corinth did remain, I hardly could procure the means to live, There were so many of my trade, that sold Complexions, dressings, tiffanies and tires, Devisors of new fashions and strange wires Bedbrokers, night worms, and Compositors That though I knew these arts as well as they yet being so many we could get small pay. Here, who but Techne now is all in all? Techne is sent for, Techne only shows New strange devices to the choicest nymphs: And I think Techne teaches them those tricks. As they will not forget again in haste. I have so opened their unapt conceits Unto that understanding of themselves, As they will show in time they were well taught, If they observe my rules, and hide a fault. Ah well done Techne. Thus must thou and I Trade for our profit with their ignorance, And take our time, and they must have their chance. But pray thee Techne, do not thou forget To lay a train for Cloris. So adieu. Colax I will not, and the rather too, For that I bear a little leaning love To Sweet Amyntas, for methinks he seems The loveliest Shepherd all Arcadia yields And I would gladly intercept his love, So this is well. Here's one discovery made; Here are the heads of that distemperature, From whence these strange debanishments of our nymphs And vile deluding of our shepherds Springs: Here is a monster, that hath made his lusts As wide as is his will, and left his will Without all bounds, and cares not whom he wrongs, So that he may his own desires fulfil, And being all foul himself, would make all ill. This is that Colax that from foreign lands, Hath brought home that infection which undoes His country goodness, and empoisons all. His being abroad would mar us quite, at home. 'tis strange to see, that by his going out, He hath outgone that native honesty, Which here the breeding of his country gave. For here I do remember him a child, The son of Nicoginus of the Hill, A man though low in fortune, yet in mind High set, a man still practising T'advance his forward son beyond the train Of our, Arcadian breed, and still methought I saw a disposition in the youth, Bent to a self conceited surliness, With an insinuating impudence.
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Well, well, Dorinda shall not waile alone, She shal haue others to consort her mone: For since my late returne from Telos Court I hauemade twenty of their coyest Nimphes Turne louers, with a few protesting words And some choyce complementall periuries; I made Palaemon, to suspect the faith Of his chast Siluia, and chast Siluia his, In hope thereby to worke her loue to me. I wrought coy Daphne to infringe her vow Made to Menalcas, and I told her how Those fetters which so heauily were layde Vpon our free affections, onely were But customary bandes, not naturall. And I thinke Techne thou hast done thy parte, Here, in this gentle region of kind heartes, Since thou cam'st hither, for I see thou thriu'st. In deede whilst I in Corinth did remaine, I hardly could procure the meanes to liue, There were so many of my trade, that sold Complexions, dressings, tiffanies and tyres, Devisors of new fashions and strange wiers Bedbrokers, night wormes, and Compositors That though I knew these arts as well as they yet being so many we could get smale pay. Here, who but Techne now is all in all? Techne is sent for, Techne onely shewes New strange deuises to the choycest Nimphes: And I thinke Techne teaches them those trickes. As they wil not forget againe in haste. I haue so opened their vnapt conceipts Vnto that vnderstanding of themselues, As they will shew in time they were wel taught, If they obserue my rules, and hide a fault. Ah well done Techne. Thus must thou and I Trade for our profit with their ignorance, And take our time, and they must haue their chaunce. But pray thee Techne, do not thou forget To lay a traine for Cloris. So adieu. Colax I will not, and the rather too, For that I beare a little leaning loue To Sweete Amintas, for mee thinkes he seemes The loueliest Shepheard all Arcadia yeeldes And I would gladly intercept his loue, So this is well. Here's one discouery made; Here are the heads of that distemperature, Frō whence these strange deban'shmēts of our nimphs And vile deluding of our Shepheadrs Springs: Here is a monster, that hath made his ustes As wide as is his will, and leaft his will Without all bounds, and cares not whom he wrongs, So that he may his owne desires fulfill, And being all foule himselfe, would make all ill. This is that Colax that from forraine lands, Hath brought home that infection which vndoes His countrie goodnesse, and impoysons all. His being abroad would marre vs quite, at home. Tis strange to see, that by his going out, He hath out-gone that natiue honestie, Which here the breeding of his countrey gaue. For here I do remember him a childe, The sonne of Nicoginus of the Hill, A man though low in fortune, yet in minde High set, a man still practising T'aduance his forward sonne beyond the traine Of our, Arcadian breed, and still me thought I saw a disposition in the youth, Bent to a selfe conceipted surlinesse, With an insinuating impudence.