The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 11 of 41
Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals) pastoral · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Nought else, it is enough he be a man. Yea and so rare a man as ever yet Arcadia bred, that may be proud she bred A person of so admirable parts, A man that knows the world, hath seen abroad, Brings those perfections that do truly move, A gallant spirit, an understanding love. O if you did but know how sweet it were, To come unto the bed of worthiness, Of knowledge, of conceit, where strange delights With strange discourses still shall entertain Your pleased thoughts, with fresh variety, Ah you would loathe to have your youth confined, For ever more, between th'unskilful arms Of one of these rude unconceiving Swains, Who would but seem a trunk without a mind; As one that never saw but these poor plains, Knows but to keep his sheep, and set his fold. Pipe on an Oaten Reed, some roundelays, And dance a morris on the holidays. And so should you be always sweetly sped With ignorance, and two fools in a bed. But with this other gallant spirit you should Be sure to overpass that tediousness, And that satiety which cloys this life, With such a variable cheerfulness, As you will bless the time t'have been his wife. What hath this man you thus commend fa name? A name? why yes, no man but hath a name. His name is Colax, and is one I swear Doth honour even the ground whereon you tread, And oft, and many many times, God knows, Hath he with tender passion, talked of you: And said; Well, there is one within these woods (Meaning by you) that yet of all the nymphs Mine eyes have ever seen upon the earth, In all perfections doth exceed them all. For all the beauties in that glorious Court Of Telos, where I lived, nor all the Stars Of Grece beside, could sparkle in my heart, The fire of any heat but only she. Then would he stay, and sigh; and then again Ah what great pity such a creature should Be tide unto a clog of ignorance, Whose body doth deserve to be embraced, By the most mighty Monarch upon earth. Ah that she knew her worth, and how unfit That private woods should hide, that face, that wit. Thus hath he often said, and this I say, Observe him when you will, you shall not see From his high forehead, to his slender foot, A man in all parts, better made than he. Techne, methinks, the praises that you give Shows your own love, and if he be that man You say, 'twere good you kept him for yourself. I must not love impossibilities, Cloris, he were a most fit man for you. For me? alas Techne you move too late. Why have you passed your promise t'any yet? Yes sure, my promise is already past. And if it be, I trust you are so wise T'unpass the same again for your own good. No that I may not when it is once past.
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Nought else, it is enough he be a man. Yea and so rare a man as euer yet Arcadia bred, that may be proud she bred A person of so admirable parts, A man that knowes the world, hath seene abrod, Brings those perfections that do truly moue, A gallant spirit, an vnderstanding loue. O if you did but know how sweete it were, To come vnto the bed of worthinesse, Of knowledge, of conceipt, where strange delights With strange discourses still shall intertaine Your pleased thoughts, with fresh variety, Ah you would loath to haue your youth confin'de, For euer more, betweene th'vnskilfull armes Of one of these rude vnconceiuing Swaines, Who would but seeme a trunke without a minde; As one that neuer saw but these poore plaines, Knowes but to keepe his sheepe, and set his folde. Pipe on an Oaten Reede, some Rundelayes, And daunce a Morrice on the holydayes. And so should you be alwayes sweetly sped With ignorance, and two fooles in a bed. But with this other gallant spirit you should Be sure to ouerpasse that tediousnesse, And that saciety which cloyes this life, With such a variable cheerefulnesse, As you will blesse the time t'haue bene his wife. What hath this man you thus commend fa name? A name? why yes, no man but hath a name. His name is Colax, and is one I sweare Doth honour euen the ground whereon you tread, And oft, and many many times, God knowes, Hath he with tender passion, talkt of you: And said; Well, there is one within these woods (Meaning by you) that yet of all the Nimphes Mine eyes haue euer seene vpon the earth, In all perfections doth exceed them all. For all the beauties in that glorious Court Of Telos, where I liu'd, nor all the Starres Of Grece beside, could sparkle in my heart, The fire of any heat but onely she. Then would he stay, and sigh; and then againe Ah what great pittie such a creature should Be tide vnto a clogge of ignorance, Whose body doth deserue to be imbrac'd, By the most mighty Monarch vpon earth. Ah that she knew her worth, and how vnfit That priuate woods should hide, that face, that wit. Thus hath he often said, and this I say, Obserue him when you will, you shall not see From his hye forehead, to his slender foote, A man in all parts, better made then he. Techne, me thinkes, the praises that you giue Shewes your owne loue, and if he be that man You say, 'twere good you kept him for your selfe. I must not loue impossibilities, Cloris, he were a most fit man for you. For me? alas Techne you moue too late. Why haue you past your promise t'any yet? Yes sure, my promise is already past. And if it be, I trust you are so wise T'vnpasse the same againe for your owne good. No that I may not when it is once past.