Davenant, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Oct 2] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.86 · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
I sigh my first salute Was so intemperately performed. But O! The justice of my Stars! My love is now Revenged upon my lust. With pure chaste flame I Court the Mistress unto Altamont; One here reserved for sinful use. Stay, stay!— If I am seen, my life is forfeited— Hast thou not heard my vows, whose violence And number well might satisfy suspect in wayward Kings. How dare I traffic thus For love with thee: when thy accounts with Heaven Are yet not cleared that lust betrayed thee to? With what advice of modesty canst thou Accuse my blood; when in this Mansion thouart Contained for the like sin? Were I well known Unto the quality of thy new love, I would reveal myself, and take from thy Belief the false opinion of my guilt. If ere I practise impious heat again, Some long armed Fiend that in the Centre dwells Reach at my foot, and pull me into flames. Bear witness Immortality and Truth That I'm official here but by pretence, My Veins are cold and chaste as Northern snow. Thy name, and then my doubts I will forsake? Scoperta is my name. I Sister am To Altamont; not Mistress of his lust. O dire affinity! my love is now Allied unto my hate. Yet Altamont near merited my wrath. It is the wit The policy of sin, to hate those men We have abused. When first I spied the grace And lustre of thy shape; methought I loved, And my sick heart informed me love was good: And you when I beheld, I said to Heaven, O make but his immortal part like to The Garment Nature clothes it in, and he'll Remain a Type, from whom shall be derived The Prophets, and the Kings that rule the Earth. Her beauties so increase; that they do make My comprehension poor. I should have used More leisure and nice Art, when I did give My love away. O stay, until my vows Afford a larger warrant of my faith— Our new society must not be seen. But if thy love be free from carnal Arts, (Such as the curled Youth of Italy Do use) make me thy sudden stealth. Early, (Ere the succeeding Sun arrive i'th' East) Appear beneath my Casements view, and I Will follow thee along the spacious World. Go noble Maid, wert thou divided from My reach, by Sheets of Elemental fire, By streams of reeking blood, by purple mists (Which Cannons in their acclamation breath) Or winds (when met to blow each other from The Earth) yet I would pull thee to my Heart. False lust, I take of thee eternal leave— Convey those odours thither, and disperse The costly smoke, about the room. I shall. Place soft and easy fingered Lutes, behind The Arras; voices feminine and young. And spread the Couch, with the green Persian Quilt. All is prepared. For what are these designed? I feel a slothful grudging in my veins, And therefore mean to solace with a male. Brush thy Beard, and follow me.—
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I ſigh my firſt ſalute Was ſo intempratly perform'd. But O! The iuſtice of my Starres! My loue is now Reueng'd vpon my luſt. With pure chaſte flame I Court the Miſtreſſe vnto Altamont; One heere reſeru'd for ſinfull vſe. Stay, ſtay!— If I am ſeene, my life is forfeited— Haſt thou not heard my vowes, whoſe violence And number well might ſatisfie ſuſpect in wayward Kings. How dare I traficke thus For loue with thee: when thy accompts with Heauen Are yet not cleer'd that luſt betrai'd thee to? With what aduice of modeſty canſt thou Accuſe my blood; when in this Manſion th'art Contain'd for the like ſinne? Were I well knowne Vnto the qualitie of thy new loue, I would reueale my ſelfe, and take from thy Beliefe the falſe opinion of my guilt. If ere I practiſe impious heate agen, Some long armd Fiend that in the Center dwels Reach at my foot, and pull me into flames. Beare witneſſe Immortalitie and Truth That I'm officiall heere but by pretence, My Vaines are cold and chaſte as Northerne ſnow. Thy name, and then my doubts I will forſake? Scoperta is my name. I Siſter am To Altamont; not Miſtreſſe of his luſt. O dire affinity! my loue is now Alli'd vnto my hate. Yet Altamont Nere merited my wrath. It is the wit The policie of ſinne, to hate thoſe men We haue abuſd. When firſt I ſpi'd the grace And luſture of thy ſhape; me thought I lou'd, And my ſicke heart enform'd me loue was good: And you when I beheld, I ſaid to Heauen, O make but his immortall part like to The Garment Nature clothes it in, and hlle Remaine a Type, from whom ſhall be deriu'd The Prophets, and the Kings that rule the Earth. Her beauties ſo increaſe; that they do make My comprehenſion poore. I ſhould haue vſ'd More leaſure and nice Art, when I did giue My loue away. O ſtay, vntill my vowes Affoord a larger warrant of my faith— Our new ſociety muſt not be ſeene. But if thy loue be free from carnall Arts, (Such as the curled Youth of Italy Doe vſe) make me thy ſudden ſtealth▪ Early, (Ere the ſucceeding Sunne ariue i'th'Eaſt) Appeare beneath my Caſements view, and I Will follow thee along the ſpacious World. Goe noble Maid, wert thou diuided from My reach, by Sheets of Elementall fire, By ſtreames of recking blood, by purple miſts (Which Cannons in their acclamation breath) Or winds (when met to blow each other from The Earth) yet I would pull thee to my Heart. Falſe luſt, I take of thee eternall leaue— Conuey thoſe odors thither, and diſperſe The coſtly ſmoke, about the roome. I ſhall. Place ſoft and eaſie finger'd Lutes, behind The Arras; voyces feminine and yong. And ſpread the Cowch, with the greene Perſian Quilt. All is prepard. For what are theſe deſignd? I feele a ſlothfull grudging in my veynes, And therefore meane to ſolace with a male. Bruſh thy Beard, and follow me. —