The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 83 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 434 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Sempronio, I understand your meaning; but give him leave to run on; for he will fall anon from his Ass, and then his journey will be at an end: you shall see, he will come by and by to a full point, and so conclude. In her, Nature, as in a glass did wholly behold herself; that she might make her most absolutely perfect; for those graces, which she had diffused unto diverse, she had jointly united them in her, and overviewed this her work with so curious an eye, that nothing might be added to make it fairer. To the end that they might know, who had the happiness to see her, the worthiness and excellency of her Painter: only a little fair Fountain-water with a comb of ivory, is sufficient (without any other slibber-slabbers) to make her surpass all other of her Sex, in beauty and courtesy. These are her weapons; with these she kills and overcomes; and with these hath she bound me in so hard and strong a chain, that I must for ever remain her prisoner. Sir, put a period to your words, trouble yourself no more; for this chain which shackles thee, is not so strong, but my file is as sharp to cut it in sunder, which I will do for thee, that thou mayst be at liberty. And therefore give me now licence to take my leave of you; For it grows very late; and let me have the girdle aung with me. For you know, I must needs use it. O disconsolate that I am! my misfortunes still pursue me; for with thee, or with this girdle, or with both, I would willingly have been accompanied all this dark and tedious night. But because there is no perfect happiness in this our painful and unhappy life; let solitariness wholly possess my soul, and cares be my continual companions. What ho? Where be these men? Why Parmeno, I say! Here, Sir. Accompany this Matron home to her house; and as much pleasure and joy go with her, as sorrow and woe doth stay with me. Sir, fare you well. Tomorrow I shall make my return, and visit you again; not doubting but my gown and her answer shall meet here together; for now time doth not serve. And in the interim, let me entreat you to be patient. Settle your thoughts upon some other things, and do not so much as once think upon her. Not think upon her? It is impossible. Nay, it were profane to forget her, for whom my life only pleaseth me.
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Sempronio, I vnderstand your meaning; but giue him leaue to runne on; for he will fall anon from his Asse, and then his iourney will be at an end: you shall see, he will come by and by to a full poynt, and so conclude. In her, Nature, as in a glasse did wholy behold her selfe; that she might make her most absolutely perfect; for those graces, which she had difused vnto diuers, she had ioyntly vnited them in her, and ouer-viewed this her worke with so curious an eye, that nothing might be added to make it fairer. To the end that they might know, who had the happinesse to see her, the worthinesse and excellency of her Painter: only a little faire Fountaine-water with a combe of yuorie, is sufficient (without any other slibber-slabbers) to make her surpasse all other of her Sexe, in beauty and courtesie. These are her weapons; with these she kils and ouer-comes; and with these hath she bound mee in so hard and strong a chaine, that I must for euer remaine her prisoner. Sir, put a period to your words, trouble your selfe no more; for this chaine which shackles thee, is not so strong, but my file is as sharpe to cut it in sunder, which I will doe for thee, that thou mayst be at liberty. And therefore giue me now licence to take my leaue of you; For it growes very late; and let me haue the girdle ang with me. For you know, I must needs vse it. O disconsolate that I am! my misforunes still pursue me; for with thee, or with this girdle, or with both, I would willingly haue beene accompanied all this darke and tedious night. But because there is no perfect happinesse in this our painefull and vnhappy life; let solitarinesse wholy possesse my soule, and cares be my continuall companions. What ho? Where be these men? Why Parmeno, I say! Heere, Sir. Accompany this Matrone home to her house; and as much pleasure and ioy goe with her, as sorrow and woe doth stay with me. Sir, fare you well. To morrow I shall make my returne, and visit you againe; not doubting but my gowne and her answer shall meete heere together; for now time doth not serue. And in the interim, let me intreate you to be patient. Settle your thoughts vpon some other things, and doe not so much as once thinke vpon her. Not thinke vpon her? It is impossible. Nay, it were prophane to forget her, for whom my life onely pleaseth mee.