Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [Sep 18] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 475 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
But our most Court received Poets says That painting is pure chastity's abator. That was to make up a poor rhyme to Nature. And far from any judgement it conferred For lightness comes from hearts, and not from looks And if inchastity possess the heart; Not painting doth not raze it, nor being clear Doth painting spot it, Omne bonum naturaliter pulchrum. For outward fairness bears the divine form, And moves beholders to the Act of love; And that which moves to love is to be wished And each thing simply to be wished is good. So I conclude mere painting of the face A lawful and a commendable grace. What paradox dost thou defend in this And yet through thy clear arguments I see Thy speech is far exempt from flattery, And how illiterate custom grossly errs? Almost in all traditions she prefers. Since then the doubt I put thee of my niece, Checks not thy doubtless love, forth my dear friend, And to all force to those impressions, That now have carved her fantasy with love, I have invited her to supper here. And told her thou art most extremely sick. Which thou shalt counterfeit with all thy skill, Which is exceeding small to counterfeit, Practice a little, love will teach it thee, And then shall doctor Versey the physician, Come to thee while herself is in my house. With whom as thou conferest of thy disease, I'll bring my niece with all the Lords and Ladies. Within your hearing under feigned pretext, To show the pictures that hang near thy chamber, Where when thou hearst my voice, know she is there. And therefore speak that which may stir her thoughts, And make her fly into thy opened arms. Ladies whom true worth cannot move to ruth True lovers must deceive to show their truth Where is Sir Gyles Goosecap here? Here my Lord. Come forward knight 'tis you that the Ladies admire at working a mine honour. A little at once my Lord for idleness sake. Sir Cut, I say, to her captain. Come good servant let's see what you work. Why look you mistress I am making a fine dry sea, full of fish, playing in the bottom, & here i'll let in the water so lively, that you shall hear it roar. Not hear it Sir Giles. Yes in sooth madam with your eyes. I Lady; for when a thing is done so exceedingly to the life, as my knightly cozen does it, the eye oftentimes takes so strong a heed of it, that it cannot contain it alone, and therefore the ear seems to take part with it. That's a very good reason my Lord. What a jest it is, to hear how seriously he strives to make his foolish kinsman's answers wise ones. What shall this be servant?
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But our most Court receiued Poets saies That painting is pure chastities abator. That was to make vp a poore rime to Nature. And farre from any Iudgment it confered For lightnes comes from harts, and not from lookes And if inchastitie possesse the hart; Not painting doth not race it, nor being cleare Doth painting spot it, Ome bonum naturaliter pulchrum. For outward fairenes beares the diuine forme, And moues beholders to the Act of loue; And that which moues to loue is to be wisht And eche thing simplie to be wisht is good. So I conclude mere painting of the face A lawfull and a commendable grace▪ VVhat paradox dost thou defend in this And yet through thy cleare arguments I see Thy speach is farr exempt from flatterie, And how illiterate custome groslie erres? Almost in all traditions she preferres. Since then the doubt I put thee of my neece, Checks not thy doubtlesse loue, forth my deare friend, And to all force to those impressions, That now haue caru'd her phantasie with loue, I haue invited her to supper heere. And told her thou art most extreameli sick. VVhich thou shalt counterfeit with all thy skill, VVhich is exceeding smale to counterfeit, Practise a little, loue will teach it thee, And then shall doctor Versey the phisitian, Come to thee while her selfe is in my house. VVith whome as thou confer'st of thy disease, Ile bring my neece with all the Lords and Ladies. VVithin your hearing vnder fain'd pretext, To shew the pictures that hang eere thy chamber, VVhere when thou hearst my voyce, know she is there. And therefore speake that which may stir her thoughts, And make her flie into thy opened armes. Ladies whome true worth cannot moue to ruth Trew louers must deceue to shew their truth VVhere is Sir Gyles Goosecappe here? Here my Lord. Come forward knight t'is you that the Ladies admire at working a mine honor. A little at once my Lorde for Idlenes sake. Sir Cut, I say, to her captaine. Come good serant let's see what you worke. VVhy looke you mistris▪ I am makeing a fine drie sea, full of fishe, playing in the bottome, & here ile let in the water so liuely, that you shall heare it rore. Not heare it Sir Giles. Yes in sooth madam with your eyes. I Ladie; for when a thing is done so exceedeingly to the life, as my knighte cosen does it, the eye oftentimes takes so strong a heede of it, that it cannot containe it alone, and therefore the eare seemes to take part with it. That's a verie good reason my Lord. VVhat a Iest it is, to heare how seriouslie he striues to make his foolish kinsmans answeres wise ones. VVhat shall this be seruant?