The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 39 of 41
Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals) pastoral · before the Court unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 474 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Is't possible, and is this true you say, And do I live, and do I see the day? Ah then come Silvia, for I find this wound That pierced into the centre of my heart, Hath let in love far deeper than it was. If this be so, why then Palaemon know, I likewise feel the love that was before Most in my heart, is now become far more: And now o pardon me you worthy race Of men, it I in passion uttered aught In prejudice of your most noble sex; And think it was m'aggrieved error spoke It knew not what, transported so, not I: And pardon me you glorious company You stars of women, if my enraged Have aught profaned your reverent dignity, And thou bright Pallas sovereign of at Nymphs, The royal Mistress of our Pastoral Muse And thou Diana honour of the woods To whom I vow my songs, and vow myself, Forgive me mine offence and be you pleased T'accept of my repentance now therefore, And grace me still, and I desire no more. And now I would that Cloris knew this much That so she might be undeceived too, Whom I have made believe so ill of men. But lo see where she comes, and as it seems Brings her belief already in her hand Prevents my act, and is confirmed before. Look Cloris look, my fears have idle been, Palaemon Loves me there is trust in men. And Silvia I must now believe so too Or else god help I know not what to do. Look here Mirtillus look what I told you Is now proved false, and women they are true, So I perceive Palaemon, and it seems But vain conceit that other wise esteems. Alas here comes my dear restored son My lovely child Amyntas here is come. And here is Cloris my dear daughter come And looks as if she were affrighted still, Poor soul, with fear, and with her sudden grief. Lo here Montanus I have brought you home Although with much ado, your son again And sorry am with all my heart that I, Have been the cause he hath endured so much. And I restore him back again to you Dear Cloris and do wish you to forget Your sorrows past, and pray the Gods you may From henceforth lead your life with happy joy. Do Cloris take him, and I wish as much. Well then to make our joyful festivals The more complete, Dorinda, we entreat You also to accept Mirtillus' love, Who we are sure hath well deserved yours. Although this be upon short warning, yet For that I have been summoned before By mine own heart, and his deserts to me To yield to such a motion, I am now Content t'accept his love, and willbe his,
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Ist possible, and is this true you say, And doe I liue, and doe I see the day? Ah then come Siluia, for I finde this wound That pierc'd into the center of my heart, Hath let in loue farre deeper then it was. If this be so, why then Palaemon know, I likewise feele the loue that was before Most in my heart, is now become farre more: And now ô pardon me you worthy race Of men, it I in passion vttred ought In preiudice of your most noble sexe; And thinke it was m'agrieued errour spake It knew not what, transported so, not I: And pardon me you glorious company You starres of women, if raged Haue ought profan'de your reuerent dignitie, And thou bright Pullas sou'raigne of at Nimphe, The royall Mistresse of our Pastorall Muse And thou Diana honour of the woods To whome I vow my songes, and vow my selfe, Forgiue me mine offence and be you pleasd T'accept of my repentance now therefore, And grace me still, and I desire no more. And now I would that Cloris knew this much That so she might be vndeceiued too, Whom I haue made beleeue so ill of men. But lo see where she comes, and as it seemes Brings her beliefe already in her hand Preuents my act, and is confirmd before. Looke Cloris looke, my feares haue idle bene, Palaemon Loues me there is trust in men. And Siluia I must now beleeue so too Or else god help I know not what to doe. Looke here Mirtillus looke what I told you Is now prou'd false, and women they are rue, So I perceiue Palaemon, and it seemes But vaine conceipt that other wise esteemes. Alas here comes my deare restored sonne My louely child Amyntas here is come. And here is Cloris my deare daughter come And lookes as if she were affrighted still, Poore soule, with feare, and with her sodaine griefe. Lo here Montanus I haue brought you home Although with much adoe, your sonne againe And sorry am with all my heart that I, Haue bene the cause he hath indur'd so much. And I restore him back againe to you Deare Cloris and doe wish you to forget Your sorowes past, and pray the Gods you may From henceforth lead your life with happie ioy. Do Cloris take him, and I wish as much. Well then to make our ioyfull festiuals The more complet, Dorinda, we intreat You also to accept Mirtillus loue, Who we are sure hath well deserued yours. Although this be vppon short warning, yet For that I haue bene sommoned before By mine owne heart, and his deserts to me To yeeld to such a motion, I am now Content t'accept his loue, and wilbe his,