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Shepherd, here's none so taken with your wit But you might spare it; if you be so lavish, You'll have none left another time to make The song of the forsaken Lover with. Troth if you make But that condition, I shall agree to't quickly: Alas good shepherd! What do you imagine that I should love you for? You are most kindly welcome. Bless me how he looks! And how he talks; his kiss was honey too, His lips as read and sweet as early cheryes, Softer then Beavers skins Pan always guide you. If it be any courtesy, it's one Which J would gladly do you, I have brought A rural present, some of our own apples, My father and my mother are so hard, They watched the tree, or else they had been more, Such as they are, if they can please your taste, My wish is crowned. Oh you mock my boldness To thrust into your company; but truly I meant no hurt in't; my intents were virtuous. I would you had else. You will not leave us will you? And I as much as she. Alas! my Hope's are strangled. Exit. We did not send for you; pray leave us. Is't possible that Bellula — Sure thou Wertenberg born to trouble me, who sent for thee When did you make this speech? it's a most neat one Go, get you gone, look to your rotting cattle, You'll never keep a wife, who are not able To keep your sheep. Pray get you gone, Or hold your prating tongue, for whatsoever Thou sayest, I will not hear a syllable, Much less answer thee. Dost thou still mock me? hast thou found more ways? Thou needest not vex thy wit to move my hate, Sooner the Sun and stars shall shine together, Sooner the Wolf make peace with tender lambs Then I with thee; thou'rt a disease to me And woundest my eyes. Exit. Why do I doubt found Girl? she's now a woman. My duty binds me not to be averse To what likes you.— Pray spare your fine persuasions, and set speeches, And rather tell them to those stones and trees, It'll be to as good purpose quite, as when You spend them upon me. Then here it's, you're and ass, (Take that for your incivility to my mother) And I will never love you. Your acceptation only is reward Too great for me. Nay my good will deserves not to be jeered, You know I am a rude and country wench. I would you did, as well as I do you, But the just Gods intend not me so happy, And I must be contented — I'm undone. Ent. Bellula Here's Bellula ; what is she grown my rival? Nay Bellula ; I see you well enough. Pray heaven He be not taken with her, she's somewhat fair; He did not speak so long a speech to me I'm sure of't, though I brought him apples. I would feign be going, but if I should leave her It may be I shall give her opportunity To win him from me, for I know she loves him, And hath perhaps a better tongue then I, Although I should be loath to yield to her In beauty or complexion. Defend me ye good Gods, I think he kisses her, How long they have been talking? now perhaps She's wooing him; perhaps he forgets me And will consent, I'll put him in remembrance; You have not tasted of the apples yet, And they were good ones truly. That's something yet, would he would speak so all ways. What have you God a chaplet? ôh! This is I see of Bellula's composing. She came last to you. It's best for me to go, while they are talking For if I steal not from Alupis sighed, He'll follow me all day to vex me. Exit. You're so cunning, And have such pretty ways to entice me with, Come let me see it. How now; what tricks are these? Give it me quickly, or — This is some plot I see, would I were gone, I had as lief see the wolf as this Alupis. Must I? are you The master of my business? I will not. O! is't your turn to speak again? no doubt But we shall have a good oration then, For they call you the learned shepherd; well This is your love I see. This is a scurvy fellow; I'll fit him for't, No doubt they are; I wonder that your wisdom Will trouble me so long with your vain suit, Why do you not woo them? It shall appear I will not, for I'll sooner Embrace a Scorpion, then thee, base man. J would not kiss thee for the wealth of Sicily Thou wicked perjured Fellow. Did you call for me? Henceforth I must not love, but honour you—to Call lidora How his eye shines! what a bright flame it shoots! How well his hairs become him! Just Like that star which ushers on the day. Would I were in her place.
Plot summary
Plot — Love's Riddle
Before the start of the action, Callidora was the victim of an attempted rape when she was alone in her absent parents’ house. Aphron, who was obsessed with her, broke into the house, but she hid in a corner and evaded him. Afraid of a second encounter, she borrowed a suit of her brother’s clothes and fled into the forest. Aphron went mad, and initially believed every woman he met to be Callidora. In the forest, the cross-dressed Callidora becomes ‘Callidorus’. She meets Alupis, a shepherd who sold his inheritance to see the city and came home penniless but with a witty devotion to pleasure. She takes him on as her man, and asks him to teach her indifference to love. She sets up home in the country, only to find that, seeming to be a beautiful youth, she attracts the amorous attentions of the local women, young and old. Palaemon is interested in marrying Hylace, but her father Melarnus refuses the match, thinking him too poor. But Hylace has only been leading him on, more interested in his gifts than himself. Alupis encourages him to turn the tables: she will come to heel if he treats her with masterful disdain; but when this doesn’t bring about her immediate devotion, he loses his nerve and tells her it was all a joke. Alupis decides to recruit her mother, the ancient but amorously inclined Truga, to support Palaemon’s suit. Though infatuated with ‘Callidorus’, Truga transfers her affections to Alupis when he speaks politely to her, and gives him a ring as a lover’s token. Alupis uses the ring to blackmail her: he will show it to her husband, as evidence of adultery, if she doesn’t ensure that Palaemon and Hylace are married before the end of the day. When he brings Palaemon to Truga’s cottage to arrange the wedding, Hylace eavesdrops on the meeting and decides to cross the plan. Palaemon and Alupis meet with Melarnus. The problem of Palaemon’s relative poverty is resolved when Aegon pretends to adopt him as his heir, disinheriting his daughter Bellula for her unseemly interest in ‘Callidorus’; so Melarnus accepts Palaemon, though he still has reservations about the young man’s habit of writing poetry. Before the wedding, however, he changes his mind and pretends that Hylace is to marry someone else—Hylace has had a word with him. Florellus, Callidora’s brother, returns home after five years’ travel, and goes to look for his missing sister. In the forest, he sees Bellula and falls for her; but she is more interested in ‘Callidorus’, and urges the…