Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Unknown T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses typicality 0.76 · 543 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
Optatis non est spes ulla potiri: Yet Phoebus send down thy tralucent beams, Behold the earth that mourns in sad attire, The flowers at Sophos presence 'gins to droop, Whose trickling tears for Lelia's loss Do turn the Plains into a standing Pool: Sweet Cynthia smile, cheer up the drooping Flowers, Let Sophos once more see a sunshine day, O let the sacred centre of my heart, I mean fair Lelia Nature's fairest work, Be once again the object to mine eyes. O but I wish in vain, whilst her I wish to see, Her Father he obscures her from my sight, He pleads my want of wealth, And says it is a bar in Venus' Court. How hath fond fortune by her fatal doom, Predestined me to live in hapless hopes, Still turning false her fickle wavering wheel! And Loves fair goddess, with her Circian cup, enchanteth so fond Cupid's poisoned darts, That love the only lodestar of my life, Doth draw my thoughts into a labyrinth, But stay: What do I see, what do mine eyes behold? (O happy sight) it is fair Lelia's face. Hail heavens bright nymph the period of my grief, Sole guidress of my thoughts and author of my joy. Sweet Sophos welcome to Lelia, Fair Dido Carthaginians beauteous Queen, Not half so joyful was whenas the Trojan Prince, Aeneas, landed on the sandy shores Of Carthage confines as thy Lelia is, To see her Sophos here arrived by chance. And blessed be chance that hath conducted me, unto the place where I might see my dear, As dear to me as is the dearest life. Sir, you may see that Fortune is your friend. Yet Fortune favours fools. By that conclusion you should not be wife. Foul Fortune sometime smiles on virtue fair. 'tis then to show her mutabilitie: But since amidst ten thousand frowning threats Of fickle fortunes thrice unconstant wheel, She deigns to show one little pleasing smile, Let's do our best false Fortune to beguile, And take advantage of her ever changing moods. See, see, how Tellus spangled mantle smiles, And birds do chant their rural sugared notes As ravished with our meetings sweet delights. Since then their fits for love both time and place: Let love and liking hand in hand embrace. Sir the next way to win her love, is to linger her leisure. I measure my mistress by my lovely self, make a promise to a man, and keep it, I have but one fault, I near made promise in my life, but I stick to it tooth and nail: I'll pay it home i'faith. If I promise my love a kiss, I'll give him two: marry at first I will make nice, and cry fie, fie, and that will make him come again and again, I'll make him break his wind with come against. But what says Lelia to her Sophos love? Ah Sophos, that fond blind boy, That wrings these passions from my Sophos heart, Hath likewise wounded Lelia with his dart, And force perforce I yield the fortress up: Here Sophos take thy Lelia's hand, And with this hand receive a loyal heart. High Ioue that ruleth heavens bright Canopy, Grant to our love, a wished felicity.
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Optatis non eſt ſpes vlla potiri: Yet Phoebus ſend downe thy tralucent beames, Behold the earth that mournes in ſad attire, The flowers at Sophos preſence gins to droope, Whoſe trickling teares for Lelias loſſe Do turne the Plains into a ſtanding Poole: Sweete Cynthia ſmile, cheere vp the drouping Flowers, Let Sophos once more ſee a ſunne-ſhine day, O let the ſacred center of my heart, I meane faire Lelia Natures faireſt worke, Be once againe the obiect to mine eyes. O but I wiſh in vaine, whilſt hir I wiſh to ſee, Hir Father he obſcures hir from my ſight, He pleades my want of wealth, And ſaies it is a barre in Venus Court. How hath fond fortune by hir fatall doome, Predeſtin'd me to liue in hapleſſe hopes, Still turning falſe hir fickle wauering wheele! And Loues faire goddeſſe, with hir Circian cup, Inchanteth ſo fond Cupids poiſoned darts, That loue the only Loadſtarre of my life, Doth drawe my thoughts into a labyrinth, But ſtay: What do I ſee, what do mine eyes behold? (O happie ſight) it is faire Lelias face. Haile heauens bright nymph the period of my grief, Sole guidreſſe of my thoughts and author of my ioy. Sweet Sophos welcome to Lelia, Faire Dido Carthaginians beautious Queene, Not halfe ſo ioyfull was when as the Troian Prince, Enaeas, landed on the ſandie ſhores Of Carthage confines as thy Lelia is, To ſee her Sophos here arriu'd by chance. And bleſt be chance that hath conducted me, vnto the place where I might ſee my deare, As deare to me as is the deareſt life. Sir, you may ſee that Fortune is your friend. Yet Fortune fauours fooles. By that concluſion you ſhould not be wie. Foule Fortune ſometime ſmiles on vertue faire. Tis then to ſhew her mutabilitie: But ſince amidſt ten thouſand frowning threats Of fickle fortunes thrice vnconſtant wheele, She daines to ſhow one little pleaſing ſmile, Lets do our beſt falſe Fortune to beguile, And take aduantage of her euer changing moodes. See, ſee, how Tellus ſpangled mantle ſmiles, And birds do chant their rurall ſugred notes As rauiſht with our meetings ſweet delights. Since then ther fits for loue both time and place: Let loue and liking hand in hand embrace. Sir the next way to win her loue, is to linger her leyſure. I meaſure my miſtreſſe by my louely ſelfe, make a promiſe to a man, and keep it, I haue but one fault, I neere made promiſe in my life, but I ſticke to it tooth and naile: Ile pay it home yfaith. If I promiſe my loue a kiſſe, Ile giue him two: marrie at firſt I will make nice, and crie fie, fie, and that will make him come againe and againe, Ile make him breake his winde with come againes. But what ſaies Lelia to her Sophos loue? Ah Sophos, that fond blind boy, That wrings theſe paſſions from my Sophos hart, Hath likewiſe wounded Lelia with his dart, And force perforce I yeeld the fortreſſe vp: Here Sophos take thy Lelias hand, And with this hand receiue a loyall hart. High Ioue that ruleth heauens bright Canopie, Grant to our loue, a wiſht felicitie.