Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
So please you, virtuous pair, Albert will stay, And spend the remnant of this weary some life In these dark woods. Then you neglect the comforts heaven doth send, To your abode on earth, if you stay here Your life may end in torture, by the cruelty Of some wild ravenous beasts, but if 'mongst men When you depart, the faithful prayers of many Will much avail, to crown your soul with bliss. Loved Carracus, I have found in thy converse Comfort so blessed, that nothing now but death, Shall cause a separation in our being. Which heaven confirm. Thus by the breach of faith, our friendships knit In stronger bonds of love. Heaven so continue it. So, have you laid the keys of the outward doors under my bolster? Yes forsooth. Go your way to bed then. I wonder who did at the first invent These beds, the breeders of disease and sloth, 'a was no soldier sure, nor no scholar, And yet a might be very well a Courtier; For no good husband would have been so idle, No Usurer neither; yet here the bed affords Store of sweet golden slumbers unto him; Here sleeps command in war, Caesar by this Obtained his triumphs, this will fight man's cause, When fathers, brethren, and the nearest of friends Leaves to assist him, all content to this Is merely vain, the lovers whose affections Do sympathize together in full pleasure, Debarred of this their summer sudden ends, And care the winter to their former joys, breaths such a cold blast on their Turtles bills; Having not this, to shroud him forth his storms, They straight are forced to make a separation, And so live under those that rule o'er this. The Gallant, whose illustrious outside draws The eyes of wantons to behold with wonder Her rare shaped parts, for so he thinks they be, Decked in the robes of glistering gallantry: Having not this, attendant on his person, Walks with a cloudy brow, and seems to all A great contemner of society; Not for the hate he bears to company, But for the want of this ability: O silver! thou that art the basest captive Kept in this prison: how many pale offenders For thee have suffered ruin; but o my gold Thy sight's more pleasing, than the seemly locks Of yellow haired Apollo, and thy touch More smooth and dainty, than the down-soft white Of Ladies tempting breast, thy bright aspect dims the great'st luster of heavens wagoner. But why go I about to extol thy worth, Knowing that Poets cannot compass it; But now give place my gold for here's a power Of greater glory and supremacy Obscures thy being, here sits enthronised The sparkling diamond, whose bright reflection Casts such a splendour on these other gems, 'mongst which he so majestical appears, As if— now my good angels guard me.
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So pleaſe you, vertuous paire, Albert will ſtay, And ſpend the remnant of this weary ſome life In theſe darke woods. Then you neglect the comforts heauen doth ſend, To your abode on earth, if you ſtay here Your life may end in torture, by the cruelty Of ſome wilde rauenous beaſts, but if mongſt men When you depart, the faithfull prayers of many Will much auaile, to crowne your ſoule with bliſſe. Lou'd Carracus, I haue found in thy conuerſe Comfort ſo bleſt, that nothing now but death, Shall cauſe a ſeparation in our being. Which heauen confirme. Thus by the breach of faith, our friendſhips knit In ſtronger bonds of loue. Heauen ſo continue it. So, haue you layd the keyes of the outward dores vnder my boulſter? Yes forſooth. Go your way to bed then. I wonder who did at the firſt inuent Theſe beds, the breeders of diſeaſe and ſloth, A was no ſouldier ſure, nor no ſcholler, And yet a might be vety well a Courtier; For no good husband would haue bin ſo idle, No Vſurer neither; yet here the bed affords Store of ſweet golden ſlumbers vnto him; Here ſleepes commaund in warre, Caeſar by this Obtain'd his triumphs, this will fight mans cauſe, When fathers, brethren, and the neer'ſt of friends Leaues to aſsiſt him, all content to this Is meerely vaine, the louers whoſe affections Do ſimpathize together in full pleaſure, Debarr'd of this their ſummer ſodaine ends, And care the winter to their former ioyes, Breath's ſuch a cold blaſt on their Turtles bils; Hauing not this, to ſhrow'd him forth his ſtormes, They ſtraight are forc't to make a ſeparation, And ſo liue vnder thoſe that rule ore this. The Gallant, whoſe illuſtrious out-ſide drawes The eyes of wantons to behold with wonder Hir rare ſhap't parts, for ſo he thinks they be, Deck't in the roabes of gliſtering gallantry: Hauing not this, attendant on his perſon, Walkes with a clowdy brow, and ſeemes to all A great contemner of ſociety; Not for the hate he beares to company, But for the want of this ability: O ſiluer! thou that art the baſeſt captiue Kept in this priſon: how many pale offendors For thee haue ſuffered ruine; but ô my gold Thy ſight's more pleaſing, then the ſeemely locks Of yallow hair'd Apollo, and thy touch More ſmooth and dainty, then the downe-ſoft white Of Ladies tempting breaſt, thy bright aſpect Dimm's the great'ſt luſter of heauens Waggoner. But why goe I about to extoll thy worth, Knowing that Poets cannot compaſſe it; But now giue place my gold for heres a power Of greater glory and ſupremacy Obſcures thy being, here ſits enthroniz'd The ſparkling diamond, whoſe bright reflection Caſts ſuch a ſplendor on theſe other Iemmes, Mongſt which he ſo maieſticall appeares, As if— now my good angels guard me.