Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 12 (signor, sal, zelmane, handkerchief, absolon, dissemble…). Matches are highlighted.
much in that; Philocle Noble Lady. That smile has put me out, o look thus ever I was studying a new compliment to beg Thy excuse You will find that hereafter, o Zelmane. Would thou couldst tell the meaning of my sighs Not I Dost bless me Theres a lightning yet Of comsort, happiest Lady I will study. How to be worthy of this grace,
Of comsort, happiest Lady I will study. How to be worthy of this grace, Do you continue Faithful to your employments, and deserve of us And of your Country; come Zelmane There are some sports which you must grace Ladies our revels wants the state and glory With which the Court delights might charm your senses Our scene is natural
call you so, but they begin Dametas is the steward for this days mirth I see. And means to bring in the first course. Gynecia What ails Gynecia? Retire, come my Zelmane Look to your charge Dametas Do this my deer Philoclea, and leave My cares to thee, I'll call Gynecia Away, and leave you both together, how Faireth the best Zelmane?
Zelmane Look to your charge Dametas Do this my deer Philoclea, and leave My cares to thee, I'll call Gynecia Away, and leave you both together, how Faireth the best Zelmane? Gynecia. Let her alone, they have some business sweet Why art thou troubled, thou wouldst be jealous Of me I see, were I in private with her, Come let they alone
am not my self With the imagination Of any thing; come I allow thee modest, it is not fit we should say our pleasures, sweet but act them It shall Pardon me deer Zelmane, I have a stock Of blood, though you may think it could is high And active as the veins of promising youth I wear this snow but a disguise My hairs are black at
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No more Hast thou forgotten Philonax, or made a better gloss upon the Oracle? Should we remain in Court and let our daughters Be in the sighed of the admiring world Read that paper, and be not partial Philonax Thy eldest Care shall from thy careful face By princely mean be stolen and yet not lost The younger shall with natur es bliss embrace And uncoch love, which nature hates most Both these themselves unto two such shall wed That at a Beer, as at a bar shall plead Why isle thee a living man they have made dead, In thine own seat a forralgne state shall fit And ere that all these blows thy head shall fit Thou with thy wife adultery shall commit. Canst blame me now? I should rejoice to see My daughters happy mother's, but since their Fate must be ripened with my blood, their pride Rooted in my grave, and that untimely, 'tis Wisdom to keep they vrigins. I me resolved Vanish all discontent, Madam this place Is empty of all royal entertainment Your worth may Challenge, but since fate allows not A Courtly life which best may answer your High birth spirit, let your virtue guide you To accept of what we tender, Such a title Would rather become me, call me so Lady And style me above Kings, while I write yours These lips had he that robbed the dragon of The golden Apples, but once seen he would Would wished to would gathered fruit here, and esteemed The gain of one sweet kifse reward sufficient For all his twelve hard labors Theres no Actium Dares so affright your blood, to talk, why Lady There be those men and women great and good Have found no shame in telling of their loves Nay in the acting Smooth thy brow again Or I shall need no other punishment Theres death too much in that; Philocle Noble Lady. That smile has put me out, o look thus ever I was studying a new compliment to beg Thy excuse You will find that hereafter, o Zelmane. Would thou couldst tell the meaning of my sighs Not I Dost bless me Theres a lightning yet Of comsort, happiest Lady I will study. How to be worthy of this grace, Do you continue Faithful to your employments, and deserve of us And of your Country; come Zelmane There are some sports which you must grace Ladies our revels wants the state and glory With which the Court delights might charm your senses Our scene is natural but interpret fairly 'twas meant A cure for times sick feathers, and your mirth, She should want virtue to call you so, but they begin Dametas is the steward for this days mirth I see. And means to bring in the first course. Gynecia What ails Gynecia? Retire, come my Zelmane Look to your charge Dametas Do this my deer Philoclea, and leave My cares to thee, I'll call Gynecia Away, and leave you both together, how Faireth the best Zelmane? Gynecia. Let her alone, they have some business sweet Why art thou troubled, thou wouldst be jealous Of me I see, were I in private with her, Come let they alone a while You shall obey me now, I prithee walk She smiles The gods reward her for it A thousand blessings overtake my child But not a word, not a word Philoclea To thy mother Remove, convey thy self away deer girl, I'll follow I knew thou couldst not choose at last but give My heart and audience; I am not my self With the imagination Of any thing; come I allow thee modest, it is not fit we should say our pleasures, sweet but act them It shall Pardon me deer Zelmane, I have a stock Of blood, though you may think it could is high And active as the veins of promising youth I wear this snow but a disguise My hairs are black at root, and shall grow up Fair as the Ebony and curl themselves Into a thousand pretty caves for love It self to fit that best delights in darkness It's you that work these miracles Upon Basilius, as I came neither I felt a score of years drop off, which hung Upon my locks This Does inflame me more Be not so cruel to remember her Thou must preserve my life. May I come to thee Zelmane now thou dostravish me Most excellent Be not tedious then, I will prepare all this O divine Zelmane keep my soul. This is rudeness Treason, treason, I think I would peppered some of they, Philonax 'twas not amiss you came, but Zelmane and I should have made a shift And I were in and other place alone with thee I could best my self better No more Wait upon our Queen and daughter, weel follow I am wounded By thee Zelmane Dear as my soul I apprehend my comfort One kiss in earnest of the million Thou shalt receive, but carry it close Zelmane These sounds may charm her into slumbers sweetly O steal into her, hang upon her heart, Come fix your gentle raptures in her soul That it may take delight to be overcome And never wake the body, till Basilius Return with happy Conquest from Zelmane Or if there be a leaden God of sleep. Here let him shake his wings and then dispatch A Herra ld to the silent house of dreams To bring one hither happier then the rest To entertain my melancholy Queen; o Philoclea Thy mother will excuse thee this nights duty Do not disturb her, yet your voice and Lute 'Ith next Chamber may procure her sleep That done without more ceremony go To bed, so so my blood begins to move She's fast, I hear her, and the music ceased, Now to Zelmane. Zelmane has abused me I am ashamed, I prithee chide no more. She gave me sure some philter to betray My blood to this dishonour. Prithee forgive My love to thee hereafter Shall redeem all, wound me no more I prithee Not for The crowns of Greece, and all the world deer dearest Gynecia pardon thou hast saved mine honour Destroy me not again, on what a rock (Had not thy goodness rescued me) had I Been ever ship wracked, take me to thy love, A sad man for my fault, never, o never Shall such unworthy thoughts corrupt my heart To leave a chaste wife Then I am strait again A cup of wine would crown our reconcilement As I remember in the cave I saw A golden bottle It is the gods Nepenthe, or a drink more precious I prithee giv'ta name, and if my kingdom Afford th'ingredients let me taste it often; Would Gynecia where am I? I think I am deceived, my tongue oath sudden draws backward; and my limbs grow very feeble Would, oh-farwell. o o o I would seen that face before,it's Like sweet Zelmane. Wonders, and you? Very strange; Gynecia My daughters Are you Philonax? You amaze me, let me collect Is this real? All is strange. And had those Creatures, Book blinded men, that dream of other world's Tell of Elysian blessings, know the joys Are in your love they would have lost themselves As I have done in speculation Why am I supported thus Like a dead man? What are you?
Plot summary
Plot — The Arcadia
King Basilius understands an oracle to have foretold that his daughters’ marriage will result in his death and the usurpation of his throne by a foreigner; it has also indicated that he will commit adultery with his own wife. In an effort to thwart any destiny, he has decided to keep the girls unmarried virgins; he leaves court, placing the kingdom under the rule of his deputy, Philanax, and lodges his elder daughter Pamela in the forest with Dametas. Pyrocles and Musidorus are amorously interested in Basilius’ daughters, Pamela and Philoclea, and come to Arcadia in disguise. Musidorus poses as a shepherd, takes a job under Dametas, and, to enable him to elope with Pamela, gets the family out of the way with a series of ruses: Dametas is told a story of buried gold, Miso of her husband’s philandering, and Mopsa of a wishing tree which will enable her to become whatever she wants. (She wants to be a queen, with no obligation to obey anyone.) Pyrocles, meanwhile, gets access to Philoclea by disguising himself as an Amazon, Zelmane, only to find that in his new identity he has attracted interest from Basilius. ‘Zelmane’ helps to quell a rebellion by the people of Arcadia, who are dissatisfied with Basilius’ retirement from government, then arranges an assignation with the King at a nearby cave. Queen Gynecia sees through Pyrocles’ disguise and falls for him herself. He arranges for Gynecia to take his place at the date with Basilius, and approaches Philoclea while they are away. Basilius meets Gynecia in the cave and so fulfils part of the oracle: he commits ‘adultery’ with his own wife. Realizing her identity and his folly, he swears constancy, and she gives him what she takes to be a love philtre—which causes him to pass out, apparently dead. The defeated rebels take refuge in the forest, and encounter Musidorus and Pamela. Despite Pamela’s insistence that he should fight and die with honour, Musidorus persuades the rebels to release them. When they realize Pamela’s identity, however, they suspect treason and take the couple to court in an attempt to purge their own crimes. Meanwhile Pyrocles and Philoclea are found asleep together by Dametas, who has come looking for the missing Pamela. Philanax is now faced with what appears to be a royal crime wave—a poisoner queen, and two princesses guilty of sexual misconduct—and, despite Pamela’s insistence that her father’s death makes her Queen of Arcadia, he has them all imprisoned. King Euarchus comes to visit…