The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 33 of 41
Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals) pastoral · before the Court T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.76 · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Why there is no such odds twixt her and me, I am a Nymph, 'tis known as well as she. There is no other difference betwixt us twain But that I love, and she doth thee disdain. No other reason can induce thy mind, But only that which should divert thy mind. I will attend thy flocks better than she, And dress thy Bower more sweet, more daintily, And cherish thee with Salads, and with Fruits, And all fresh dainties as the season suits; I have more skill in heat bes, than she, by far, I know which nourish, which restoring are: And I will find Dictamnus for thy Goats, And seek out Clover for thy little Lambs, And Tetrifoll to cherish up their dams. And this I know, I have a better voice Than she, though she perhaps may have more art, But which is best; I have the faithfullest heart. Besides Amyntas hath her love, I know, And she begins to manifest it now. Amyntas have her love? that were most strange. When he hath gotten that, you shall have mine. O dear Carinus, let me rest upon That blessed word of thine, and I have done. Well met Carinus, I can tell you news, Your rival, poor Amyntas, hath undone And spoiled himself, and lies in that weak case, As we think never more to see his face. Mirtillus, I am sorry t'hear so much: Although Amyntas be competitor In th'Empire of her heart, wherein my life Hath chiefest claim, I do not wish his death: But by what chance, Mirtillus pray thee tell? I will Carinus, though I grieve to tell. As Tityrus, Menaleus, and myself Were placing of our toils (against anon That we shall hunt) below within the straight, Twixt Eremanthus, and Lycaeus' mount, We might perceive under a ragged cliff, In that most uncouth desert, all alone, Distressed Amyntas lying on the ground, With his sad face, turned close unto the rock, As if he loathed to see more of the world, Then that poor space, which was twixt him and it: His right hand stretched, along upon his side, His left, he makes the pillar to support His careful head, his Pipe he had hung up Upon a Beach tree by, where he likewise Had placed his Sheephook, and his Knife, wherewith He had encarved an woeful Elegy, To show th'occasion of his misery. His dog Molampus sitting by his side, As if he were partaker of his woe: By which we knew 'twas he, and to him went, And after we had called, and shook him up, And found him not to answer, nor to stir And yet his eyes abroad, his body warm; We took him up, and held him from the ground, But could not make him stand by any means; And sinking down again, we searched to see If he had any wound, or blow, or wrinch,
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Why there is no such odds twixt her and me, I am a Nimph, tis knowne as well as shee. There is no other difference betwixt vs twaine But that I loue, and she doth thee disdaine. No other reason can induce thy minde, But onely that which should diuert thy minde. I will attend thy flockes better then she, And dresse thy Bower more sweete, more daintily, And cheerish thee with Salets, and with Fruites, And all fresh dainties as the season sutes; I haue more skill in heat bes, then she, by farre, I know which nourish, which restoring are: And I will finde Dictamnus for thy Goates, And seeke out Clauer for thy little Lambes, And Tetrifoll to cheerish vp their Dammes. And this I know, I haue a better voyce Then she, though she perhaps may haue more arte, But which is best; I haue the faithfulst heart. Besides Amyntas hath her loue, I know, And she begins to manifest it now. Amyntas haue her loue? that were most strange When he hath gotten that, you shall haue mine. O deere Carinus, let me rest vpon That blessed word of thine, and I haue done. Well met Carinus, I can tell you newes, Your riuall, poore Amyntas, hath vndone And spoild himselfe, and lyes in that weake case, As we thinke neuer more to see his face. Mirtillus, I am sory t'heare so much: Although Amyntas be competitor In th'Empire of her heart, wherein my life Hath chiefest claime, I doe not wish his death: But by what chance, Mirtillus pray thee tell? I will Carinus, though I grieue to tell. As Titcrus, Mnalcas, and my selfe Were placing of our toyles (against anon That we shall hunt) below within the straight, Twixt Ermanthus, and Lycaeus mount, We might perceiue vnder a ragged cliffe, In that most vncouth desart, all alone, Distrest Amyntas lying on the ground, With his sad face, turnd close vnto the rock, As if he loathd to see more of the world, Then that poore space, which was twixt him and it: His right hand stretcht, along vpon his side, His leaft, he makes the pillor to support His carefull head, his Pipe he had hung vp Vpon a Beach tree by, where he likewise Had plac'd his Sheephooke, and his Knife, wherewith He had incaru'd an wofull Elegie, To shew th'occasion of his miserie. His dogge Molampus sitting by his side, As if he were partaker of his woe: By which we knew 'twas he, and to him went, And after we had call'd, and shooke him vp, And found him not to answere, nor to stirre And yet his eyes abroad, his body warme; We tooke him vp, and held him from the ground, But could not make him stand by any meanes; And sincking downe againe, we searcht to see If he had any wound, or blow, or wrinch,