The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 15 of 41
Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals) pastoral · before the Court unassigned nearest T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing · 475 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.
Ah good Palaemon cease these sad complaints, And moderate thy passions, thou shalt see She may return, and these reports be found But idle fictions, on uncertain ground. Mirtillus I perceive my tedious tale, Begins to be distasteful to thine ear, And therefore will I to some desert vale, To some close Grove to wail, where none shall hear But beasts, and trees, whose sense I shall not tire, With length of moan, for length is my desire. And therefore, gentle Shepherd, now adieu, And trust not women, for they are untrue. adieu Palaemon, and thy sad distress, Shall make me weigh Dorinda's loss the less: For if I should be hers, and she prove so, Better to be mine own, and let her go. Now Melibaeus; who would have supposed, That had not seen these impious passages, That ever monstrous wretch could have exposed, Two honest hearts to these extremities, T'attain his wicked ends? by having wrought First in, unto their easy confidence Away, by an opinion to be thought, Honest, discreet, of great experience. Whereby we see open-faced villainy Without a mask, no mischief could have done, It was the coverture of honesty, That laid the snare, whereby they were undone. And that's the engine that confounds us all, That makes the breach whereby the world is saclet, And made a prey to cunning, when we fall Into the hands of wise dishonesty: whenas our weak credulity is racked By that opinion of sufficiency, To all the inconveniences that guile, And impious craft can practise to beguile. And note but how these cankers always seize The choicest fruits with their infections, How they are still ordained to disease, The natures of the best complexions. 'tis true. And what an instrument hath he there got, To be the Agent of his villainy? How truly she negotiates, and doth plot, To undermine frail imbecility. How strong, these spirits, combine them in a knot, To circumvent plain open honesty? And what a creature there is to converse With feeble maids, whose weakness soon is led With toys, and new disguises, to reverse The course wherein by custom they were bred? And then what fitness too, her trade affords, To traffic with the secrets of their heart, And cheapen their affections with fair words. Which women straight to women will impart? And then to see how soon example will Disperse itself, being met with our desire: How soon, it will enkindle others ill, Like Naptha, that takes fire by sight of fire? So that unless we run with all the speed We can, to quench this new arising flame. Of vanity, and lust, it will proceed T'undo us, ere we shall perceive the same: How far already is the mischief run, Before we scarce perceived it was begun? What my friend Lincus? now in troth well met.
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Ah good Palaemon cease these sad complaints, And moderate thy passions, thou shalt see She may returne, and these reports be found But idle fictions, on vncertaine ground. Mirtillus I perceiue my tedious tale, Begins to be distastefull to thine eare, And therefore will I to some desart vale, To some close Groue to waile, where none shall heare But beasts, and trees, whose sense I shall not tyre, With length of mone, for length is my desire. And therefore, gentle Shepheard, now adieu, And trust not women, for they are vntrue. Adue Palaemon, and thy sad distresse, Shall make me wey Dorindas losse the lesse: For if I should be hers, and she proue so, Better to be mine owne, and let her go. Now Melibaeus; who would haue supposd, That had not seene these impious passage, That euer monstrous wretch could haue exposd, Two honest hearts to these extremities, T'attaine his wicked ends? by hauing wrought First in, vnto their easie confidence Away, by an opinion to be thought, Honest, discreet, of great experience. Whereby we see open-fact villany Without a maske, no mischiefe could haue done, It was the couerture of honestie, That laid the snare, whereby they were vndone. And that's the ingine that confounds vs all, That makes the breach whereby the world is saclet, And made a prey to cunning, when we fall Into the hands of wise dishonestie: When as our weake credulitie is rackt By that opinion of sufficiencie, To all the inconueniences that guile, And impious craft can practise to beguile. And note but how these cankers alwayes seaze The choysest fruites with their infections, How they are still ordained to disease, The natures of the best complections. Tis true. And what an instrument hath he there got, To be the Agent of his villany? How truely she negotiats, and doth plot, To vndermine fraile imbecillitie. How strong, these spirits, combine them in a knot, To circument plaine open honesty? And what a creature there is to conuerse With feeble maides, whose weaknesse soone is led With toyes, and new disguises, to reuerse The coure wherein by custome they were bred? And then what fitnesse too, her trade affordes, To trafficke with the secrets of their heart, And chepn their affections with faire words. Which women straight to women will impart? And then to see how soone example will Disperse it selfe, being met with our desire: How soone, it will nkindle others ill, Like Naptha, that takes fire by sight of fire? So that vnlesse we runne with all the speed We can, to quench this new arising flame. Of vanitie, and lust, it will proceed T'vndoe vs, ere we shall perceiue the same: How farre already is the mischiefe runne, Before we scarse perceiu'd it was begun? What my friend Lincus? now in troth well met.