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SCEN. I.
ThirsisSolus.
I thought these simple woods, these gentle trees
Would, in regard I am their daily guest,
And harbour vnderneath their shady roofes,
Nor haue consented to delude my griefes;
And mocke my miseries with false reports:
But now I see they will afflict me too.
Would, in regard I am their daily guest,
And harbour vnderneath their shady roofes,
Nor haue consented to delude my griefes;
And mocke my miseries with false reports:
But now I see they will afflict me too.
For as I came by yonder spreading Beech
Which often hath the Secretary beene
To my sad thoughts, while I haue rested me
(If loue had euer rest) vnder his gentle shade,
I found incaru'd, and faire incaru'd, these words:
Thy Siluia, Thirsis, liues; and is return'd.
Ah me, that any hand would thus adde scorne
Vnto affliction; and a hand so faire
As this may seeme to be; which were more fit,
Me thinkes, for good, then to doe iniurie;
For sure no vertue should be ill imploy'd.
Which often hath the Secretary beene
To my sad thoughts, while I haue rested me
(If loue had euer rest) vnder his gentle shade,
I found incaru'd, and faire incaru'd, these words:
Thy Siluia, Thirsis, liues; and is return'd.
Ah me, that any hand would thus adde scorne
Vnto affliction; and a hand so faire
As this may seeme to be; which were more fit,
Me thinkes, for good, then to doe iniurie;
For sure no vertue should be ill imploy'd.
And which is more; the name of Siluia was
Caru'd in in the selfe same kind of Character
Which she aliue did vse, and wherewithall
Subscrib'd her vowes to me, who knowes it best;
Which shewes the fraud the more, and more the wrong.
Therefore you Stars of that high Court of Heauen,
Which doe reueale deceits, and punish them,
Let not this crime, to counterfeit a hand
To couzin my desires, escape the doome.
Nor let these riots of intrusion, made
Vpon my lownesse, by strange company
Afflict me thus, but let me haue some rest.
Caru'd in in the selfe same kind of Character
Which she aliue did vse, and wherewithall
Subscrib'd her vowes to me, who knowes it best;
Which shewes the fraud the more, and more the wrong.
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Which doe reueale deceits, and punish them,
Let not this crime, to counterfeit a hand
To couzin my desires, escape the doome.
Nor let these riots of intrusion, made
Vpon my lownesse, by strange company
Afflict me thus, but let me haue some rest.
Come then, refresher of all liuing things,
Soft sleepe, come gently, and take truce with these
Oppressours, but come simple and alone.
Without these Images of fantasie,
Which hurt me more then thou canst do me good:
Let me not sleepe, vnlesse I could sleepe all.
Soft sleepe, come gently, and take truce with these
Oppressours, but come simple and alone.
Without these Images of fantasie,
Which hurt me more then thou canst do me good:
Let me not sleepe, vnlesse I could sleepe all.
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