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Beshrew your heart, you are a very naughty boy, I shake every joint of me. Boy, where's thy Mistress? Where's that? What, in her bed? May not I speak a word or two with her I But I would speak them in her ear. How knowest not what is love, I tell thee boy I love fair Cosma more then a l her lovers. Conchylio th'art deceived, hast not seen That of the May the lust of all the year Nipped with the hoary f ost grows cold and chare? And oft October though gh the years declining With many dainty flowers is fairly shining For as the flaming sun puts out the fire So may the heat of love quench loves desires. I ell thee boy, when I was young— If thou'l do it, I'll give thee as fair and otter tamd for fishing as ever was I Sicily. Wilt thou besure. Farewell; I'll keep my promise. Most happy age that shall be crowned with love Of thy love, Cosma : I am not as I seem, Farewell old age, I now am young again And feel not ages, but a lovers pain, In love I dare adventure with the best, Old beaten soldiers are the worthiest: If all my rivals herd I could dare them, If uries should outfront me, I'de outstare them. Pass runs upon him, he falls and lies. I had a fearful dream and scarce am waken. My sun? my fire? I tell thee fairest Cosma, those fair eyes Bring back my spring: Wrong not thy self, deer love, so fair a day Cannot but make midwinter turn to May. Cold rheums I feel not, no frost's locked in this chest Thy love begets a summer in my breast. I, I am silver white so is thy check Yet who for whiteness will continued demne it? If wrinkled, of thy forehead is not fleck Yet who for frowning dare contemn it. Boys full of folly youth of rage Both but a journey to old age I am not yet fair Nymph to old to love And yet Women love old lovers Nor yet to waving light, as false to prou youth a foul in idem fairly continued ers. Yet when my light is in the wain Thy suns renew my spring again. Pretty very pretty, why yet I see My brain is still as fresh as in my youth. And quick invention springs as currently As in the greenest head: this little disti ke I made this morn, to end unto my lou . See, here's a leg how full, how little waining, My limbs are S ill accompanied With their kind fellow heat, no shaking palsy Nor cramp has taken possession, my swift blood streams Runs quick and speedy, through their burning channels Pi'sh I am young, he is not ancient That hath a iluer b dge of hoary hairs But he that in sweet love is dead and cold So old men oft are young, and young men old I'll take my farewell of this pretty verse It is a pretty verse, I'll read it again Conchyli throws down his spectacles. If I am silver white and. Oh ho my spectacles. Ah naughty boy alas my spectacles Ah naughty boy alas my spectacles Whither is he gone? Oh if I find him Oh my we ses my verses, Snatches his verses. But when Conchylio when? never never:
Plot summary
Plot — Sicelides (The Sicilians)
A year before the start of the action, Olinda rejected the love of Thalander, a friend of her brother Perindus. Thalander pined away, but sent Atyches to her with a final message and gift. Since then, Atyches has wooed her with equal lack of success. Now an enchanter has framed her for the crime of picking fruit from Neptune’s tree, and she is to be sacrificed to a sea-monster, the Orca, unless a champion comes forward to fight it on her behalf. Atyches does so, and kills the monster. In accordance with custom, she is - obliged to marry him. Atyches reveals to Perindus that he is really Thalander in disguise. Perindus once loved Glaucilla, but now refuses her after an oracle foretold trouble associated with both his and Olinda’s marriages: Olinda would die when married, and either Perindus or his bride would be cast from a rock. Cosma has come from the city to the seaside, where she attracts a number of lovers, including the foolish Pas, the ancient Fredocaldo, and the local Cyclops Rimbombo. She in turn is interested in Perindus, who does not reciprocate. She gives Glaucilla a medicine to cure the pangs of love, which Glaucilla gives to Olinda, who is secretly grieving for Thalander’s death; the medicine is poisoned, and Olinda dies. Glaucilla is condemned to be thrown from a rock for the murder. The long-lost father of Perindus and Olinda returns home to learn that his daughter is dead. Moreover, Perindus chooses to sacrifice his own life to save Glaucilla’s, and is thrown off the rock in her place. Some mariners fish him out of the sea still alive, but his servants, who helped, are condemned to death for it and sent to be eaten by Rimbombo. The truth eventually emerges: Olinda is still alive, because Glaucilla substituted a sleeping potion for the poison, and Cosma is identified as the cause of all the trouble. The servants are pardoned and Cosma is sentenced to a lifetime of unrequited love, and to be loved only by fools.