Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1607] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Ha? read that place again,— Adultery Draws the Divorce twixt heaven and the soul! Accursed man that standst divorced from heaven, Thou wretched unthrift, that hast played away Thy Eternal portion at a minute's game, To please the flesh, hast blotted out thy name: Where were thy nobler meditations busied? That they durst trust this body with itself, This natural drunkard that undoes us all, And makes our shame apparent in our fall. Then let my blood pay for't, and vex and boil, My soul I know would never grieve toth' death, The Eternal spirit that feeds her with his breath: Nay I that knew the price of life and sin, What Crown is kept for continence, what for lust? The end of man, and glory of that end As endless as the giver: To dote on weakness, slime, corruption, woman? What is she, took asunder from her clothes? Being ready, she consists of hundred pieces, Much like your German cloak, and near allied Both are so nice, they cannot go for pride. Beside a greater fault, but too well known, They'll strike to ten, when they should stop at one; Within these three days the next meeting's fixed, If I meet then, hell and my soul be mixed. My lodging I know constantly, she not knows, Sins hate is the best gift that sin bestows: I'll near embrace her more,— never— better witness, never. What at a stand? the fitter for my company? Celestial soldiers guard me,- How now man? Alas did the quickness of my presence fright thee? Shield me you ministers of faith and grace. Leave, leave, are you not ashamed to use such words to a woman? thouart a Devil. A devil? feel, feel man, has a devil flesh and bone? I do conjure thee by that dreadful power— The man has a delight to make me tremble; Are these the fruits of thy adventurous Love? Was I enticed for this? to be soon rejected? Come, what has changed thee so, Delight; Away. Remember. Leave my sight. Have I this meeting wrought with cunning. Which when I come I find thee shunning? Rouse thy amorous thoughts and twine me, All my interest I resign thee: Shall we let slip this mutual hour, Comes so seldom in her power? where's thy lip, thy clip, thy fathom? Had women such loves. will't not mad 'em? Art a man? or dost abuse one? A Love! and know'st not how to use one? Come, i'll teach thee— Do not follow. Once so firm and now so hollow? When was place and season sweeter? Thy bliss in sight and dar'st not meet her? where's thy courage youth and vigour? love's best pleased, when 't's seared with rigour: sear me then with veins most cheerful, Women love no flesh that's fearful; 'tis but a fit, come Drink't away, And dance and sing, and kiss and play— Fa le La, le la, Fa le la, le la la; Fa le la, fa la le La le la.
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Ha? reade that place agen,—Adulterie Drawes the Diuorce twixt heauen and the ſoule! Accurſed man that ſtandſt diuorſ't from heauen, Thou wretched vnthrift, that haſt playd away Thy Eternall portion at a minutes game, To pleaſe the fleſh, haſt blotted out thy name: Where were thy nobler meditations buſied? That they durſt truſt this body with it ſelfe, This naturall drunkard that vndoes vs all, And makes our ſhame apparant in our fall. Then let my bloud pay fort, and vex and boyle, My ſoule I know would neuer grieue tot'h death, The Eternall ſpirit that feeds her with his breath: Nay I that knew the price of life and ſinne, What Crowne is kept for continence, what for luſt? The end of man, and glory of that end As endleſſe as the giuer: To doat on weakneſſe, ſlime, corruption, woman? What is ſhe, tooke aſunder from her clothes? Being ready, ſhe conſiſts of hundred peeces, Much like your German cloak, and nere allyed Both are ſo nice, they cannot goe for pride. Beſide a greater fault, but too well knowne, Theyle ſtrike to ten, when they ſhold ſtop at one; Within theſe three daies the next meeting's fixt, If I meet then, hell and my ſoule be mixt. My lodging I know conſtantly, ſhe not knowes, Sins hate is the beſt guift that ſin beſtowes: Ile nere embrace her more,—neuer—better witneſſe, neuer. What at a ſtand? the fitter for my company? Celeſtiall ſouldiers guard me,- How now man? Laſe did the quickneſſe of my preſence fright thee? Shield me you miniſters of faith and grace. Leaue, leaue, are you not aſhamd to vſe ſuch words to a woman? Th'art a Deuill. A diuell? feele, feele man, has a diuell fleſh and bone? I do coniure thee by that dreadfull power— The man has a delight to make me tremble; Are theſe the fruits of thy aduenturous Loue? Was I entiſſt for this? to be ſoone reiected? Come, what has changd thee ſo, Delight; Away. Remember. Leaue my ſight. Haue I this meeting wrought with cunning. Which when I com̄e I finde thee ſhunning? Rowze thy amorous thoughts and twine me, All my intereſt I reſigne thee: Shall we let ſlip this mutuall hower, Comes ſo ſeldome in her power? Wher's thy lip, thy clip, thy fadome? Had weomen ſuch loues. would't not mad 'em? Art a man? or doſt abuſe one? A Loue! and knowſt not how to vſe-one? Come, ile teache thee— Do not follow. Once ſo firme and now ſo hollow? When was place and ſeaſon ſweeter? Thy bliſſe in ſight and dar'ſt not meete her? Wher's thy courage youth and vigor? Loues beſt pleaſde, whent's ſeard with rigour: Ceare me then with veynes moſt chearefull, Weomen loue no fleſh that's fearefull; Tis but a ſit, come Drinck't away, And dance and ſing, and kiſſe and play—Fa le La, le la, Fa le la, le la la; Fa le la, fa la le La le la.