Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 20 (ithimore, nat, invisible, notary, glycerie, humfrey…). Matches are highlighted.
a Calisto; Sparta nursed A swanlike Laeda, (Strumpets) of all which I sought a sure, but found a vain revenge. Why may not then Thessalian Tempe yield Like fascination, since their impudence Is more and more encouraged by my wrongs: Here then I make inquiry. The day's clear; Whence come these foggy mysts that choke the air,
In some unworthy halter bind her neck, For such a Beauty the first Can kanet. Her browsing be the Brakes and bitter couch, For dainties feed her with the sourest herbs; Led her through briers & brambles, which may scratch Her itching skin even till her soft sides bleed, Raise up the mud in clear springs when she drinks, Keep her
dying groans of Argus called down, To know what of his lustre is become. What, all extinct? and is no memory Extant of their known brightness? hath one night (Whose nature should be to be proud of stars) Shut at one time and hundred? nay at once? Should every piece of time deprive so many, How shortly would these lights innumerable
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Not in the heavens'? where then? In vain it were To search the seas; the blue veined Nor a, And green haired Dorides with all their brats, Styled by the names of water goddesses, (Though Prostitutes to Neptune) amongst them all Yield not a face to please his curious eye. Where then? The earth? I that, if any place, Yields choice of tempting Beauty's: Argos bred A golden Danaë, Thebes afforded and Alcmena and a wanton Semele; Pelagiam, a Calisto; Sparta nursed A swanlike Laeda, (Strumpets) of all which I sought a sure, but found a vain revenge. Why may not then Thessalian Tempe yield Like fascination, since their impudence Is more and more encouraged by my wrongs: Here then I make inquiry. The day's clear; Whence come these foggy mysts that choke the air, In so serene and bright and hemisphere? Aut ego fallen r, aut ego ledar. If from the earth, this sudden overcast Would smell of thick and suffocating damps: If from the air, or any sulphurous fire, It would be found by their calidity. If from the Rivers, or these moorish fens, Humidity would tell us whence they were. No, these are forced, and by some godlike power, Created for a more peculiaruse: And now my jealousy most truly prompts me. It's some illusion, made to blind mine eyes From a new injury; which if I find, On this one Strumpet I will study more, Than all that have my vengeance scaped before. Now to know What put you in this fear? Nay I have begged, And must not be denied. And have I found you? What hope have I to enjoy greater things, That am denied a trifle? As a Spy: And hundred eyes thou hast, of all which number I will allow thee two to sleep by turns; The rest to watch this Strumpet; and of all, But two to wink, the rest to gaze at full: Behind thee thou hast eyes, both sides, before; Which way soever thou turnest she's in thy view. "A thousand he had needs, all piercing bright, "To watch a Lover from his choice delight. Something I had forgotten: Thou art and Herdsman, Argus, and thou knowest To tame unruly cattle; she is such: In some unworthy halter bind her neck, For such a Beauty the first Can kanet. Her browsing be the Brakes and bitter couch, For dainties feed her with the sourest herbs; Led her through briers & brambles, which may scratch Her itching skin even till her soft sides bleed, Raise up the mud in clear springs when she drinks, Keep her from shadow, in the parching Sun, Till she be stung with horse flies, and the breeze: Let her not rest but where the ground's still bore; Feather her bed with thistles and sharp thorns; And for her footing choose the barren paths Strowed with lose pointed flints to gall her hoofes. Argus farewell, I leave her to thy trust, A sweet revenge for her insatiate lust. The dying groans of Argus called down, To know what of his lustre is become. What, all extinct? and is no memory Extant of their known brightness? hath one night (Whose nature should be to be proud of stars) Shut at one time and hundred? nay at once? Should every piece of time deprive so many, How shortly would these lights innumerable Be vanished into nothing? But deer Argus, That all may know thou hadst a loving mistress, Grieving thou shouldst thus perish for her sake; And that these eyes (now blind) in aftertimes May give a light to perpetuity, And memorise thy name, thy faith and fallen, Thy hundred eyes (who wast for Juno slave) I will transport into my Peacocks train; While such a bird hath breeding, and can be, Her painted feathers shall remember thee. You use me Like a sister, not a wife, My bed is still so empty. Since by that you swear, What's passed is lost, it cuts off future fear, Saving my quarrel, Mercury, to you. Then from these fields of Tempe banish her, As far as into Egypt. Jove hear? my jealousies are then not vain, However I'll give him gentle entertain, Concealing what's within. My Brother and my Husband Jupiter? What other reason, But that I missed my sovereign Lord in heaven; And then I yoked my Peacocks, to their bills Tied silken bridles, and in my light chariot Made of fine gold, and decked with Ostrich plumes, Descended as you see. But what affair Might Juno be so bold to ask her Lord) Detains you now in Tempe? Now I spy That which hath drawn him headlong from the sky, And I will make the Adulterer himself uthor of my joust vengeance. My craft now Shall match his cunning; if there be in me A godhead, I have cast her destiny. Dear loving Lord, since 'twas my kindness drew me To see unto your safety (though I know The Deities in every place secure) Give me some gift on earth, that I in heaven May applaud your royal bounty. I have not seen so sweet and lovely a Beast White without spot or stain; Is she of the heard Belonging to these Meadows? This Cow or nothing. Only this, (Being above the rest most beautiful) To sacrifice her to your Deity. So carefully, because she is your gift, My servant Argus with a hundred eyes Shall guard her from all dangers. To make her mine. And being mine, I'll teach base Earth to injure what's divine. Where is my servant Argus? Tak't in brief; Beholdest thou This? This? This no matter what, Not worth a name; only a thing I loath; Out on thee: But I'll spare my railing words, To express my hate in Actium. A Beast indeed: Like such she shall be used; behold her, Argus; Are these lips fitting for a God to kiss? These hoofes apt palms to gripe? these tears fit pillows? On which a Deity should breast himself? These, eyes to tempt? or this and hide to touch? These horns? (o me) in mine own heraldry She mocks me without blushing. Where jars are mediated, vain it were Call injuries in question. As with Jupiter, With you we are atoned. I am still jealous of that face: What's he hat makes but a mean sport of wedlock's breach, But thinks to violate and oath no sin, Though calling testates all the Stygian gods? Great King and Lord, Brother and Husband too, If I be worthy of those attributes Yourself have daignd, and all the gods approve, Grant me a second boon.
Plot summary
Plot — Jupiter and Io
Io boasts of her superiority to her fellow nymphs: they only have mortals for their suitors, whereas she is loved by a god, Jupiter. The nymphs think this an idle vaunt until Jupiter appears and confirms Io’s story. Jupiter conjures up a fog to shroud their love-making, but this makes jealous Juno suspicious. Jupiter turns Io into a cow to conceal his adultery, but Juno asks him to give her the cow, for use as a sacrificial offering. Jupiter has no choice: he hands over the cow, and Juno sets Argus to guard her and treat her harshly. Io’s disappearance worries her father Inachus. He and his friends see Argus maltreating the cow, and notice that she weeps like a human being; she also uses her hoofs to write her name on the ground. Hearing Inachus’ laments, Jupiter sends Mercury to release Io. Argus boasts to Mercury about the tricks his cow can do. Mercury sings him to sleep and decapitates him; Juno finds his body and turns him into a peacock. Jupiter and Juno reach a compromise: Juno will release Io, who will then go into exile in Egypt; Jupiter will leave her alone, but the Egyptians will worship her as a goddess.