Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 21 (gar, shillings, alii, yongrave, ogenes, nat…). Matches are highlighted.
were, or better then I know you are: how much I have endured For you, although you scorn to know, I feel, And did imagine, that in being a man Who might deserve regard, I should have been Preferred before a boy. But well, I see Your seeming and your being disagree. Well modest Phillis, never look so coy, These eyes beheld you
Full speech
In troth I must confess, when now you two Found me in yonder thicket, I had lost My self, by having seen that which I would I had not had these eyes to see; and judge If I great reason have not to complain: You see I am a man, though not so gay And delicately clad, as are your fine And amorous dainty herdsmen; yet a man, And that not base, not vn-allyde to Pan; And of a spirit does not degenerate From my robustious manly ancestors, Being never foiled in any wrestling game, But still have born away the chiefest prize In every brave and active exercise. Yet notwithstanding that disdainful maid, Proud Phillis, does despise me and my love, And will not deign so much as here me speak, But does abjure, forsooth, the thought of love. Yet shall I tell you (yet ashamed to tell;) This coy unloving soul, I saw ere while Soliciting a youth, a smooth faced boy, Whom in her arms she held (as seemed to me, Being closely bushed a pretty distance off,) Against his will; and with strange passion urged His stay, who seemed, struggled to get away, And yet she stayed him, yet intreats his stay. At which strange sighed, imagine I that stood Spectator, how confoundedly I stood, And hardly could forbear from running in To claim for mine, if ever love had right, Those her embraces cast away in sighed: But staying to behold the end, I stayed Too long; the boy gets lose, her self retires, And you came in; but if I live, that boy Shall dearly pay for his misfortune, that He was beloved of her, of whom I would Have none on earth beloved, but my self. Tush, many in this world we see are caught, And suffer for misforrnne, not their fault. Speak not of that, Silvanus, if my rage Irregular be made, it must work Like effects. Ah was it not enough to be oppressed With that confounding passion of my love And her disdain, but that I must be torn With wrath and envy too, and have no vein Free from the rack of sufferings, that I can Nor speak nor think but most distractedly? How shall I now begin, that have no way To let out any passion by it self, But that they all will thrust together so As none will be expressed as they ought? But something I must say now I am here. And be it what it will, love, envy wrath, Or all together in a comberment, My words must be Like me, perplexed and rend, And so I'll to her. Phi. Lidia, see he comes. Fair Phillis, and too fair for such a one, show Unless you kinder were, or better then I know you are: how much I have endured For you, although you scorn to know, I feel, And did imagine, that in being a man Who might deserve regard, I should have been Preferred before a boy. But well, I see Your seeming and your being disagree. Well modest Phillis, never look so coy, These eyes beheld you dallying with a boy. To day, here, in most lascivious sort. What do I hear? what, am I not my self? How? have mine eyes double undone me then? First seeing Phillis face, and now her fact, Or else the fact I saw, I did not see? And since thou hast my understanding wronged, And traitorlike given false intelligence, Whereby my judgement comes to pass amiss. And yet I think my sense was in the right: And yet in this amaze I cannot tell, But howsoever, I in and error am, In loving, or believing, or in both. And therefore Phillis, at thy feet I fallen, And pardon crave for this my gross surmise. Good Lidia yet entreat her to relent, And let her but command me any thing That is within the power of man to do, And you shall find Montanus will perform More then a Giant, and will stead her more Then all the herdsmen in Arcadia can. Alas, this is a work so far, so low Beneath my worth, as I account it none, Were it t'incounter some fierce mountain beast Or monster, it were something fitting me. But yet this will I do, and do it home, Assure you Lidia: as I live I will. That as my rage will tolerate must be.
Plot summary
Plot — Hymen's Triumph
Hymen has come to Arcadia incognito to promote married love; but Envy, Avarice, and Jealousy have also come to try and cross his objectives. Thyrsis mourns for his dead love Silvia, while his friend Palaemon tries to persuade him to forget her, but he has been told by the oracle that he wil] be happy again on the day he dies. Cloris sends her boy Clarindo to Thyrsis as a messenger of her unrequited love, remarking that he is rumoured to be in love with another nymph. This distresses Clarindo, who is actually Silvia: though deemed dead, she was in fact abducted by pirates, and has now returned in disguise in order to avoid a forced marriage to her father's preferred suitor (who is now to marry another woman). Meanwhile Phyllis, who once scorned love, has fallen in love with ‘Clarindo’. Her encounter with the ‘boy’ is witnessed by Montanus, who loves her, but when he jealously confronts her, he is persuaded that his eyes deceived him; as penance, he is asked to frighten the ‘boy’. Having witnessed Thyrsis’ grief, Silvia plans to reveal her true identity to him. First she leaves a message carved on a tree, then, at his request, tells him a story based on her own life: how one Sulia, beloved by Syrthis, was taken by pirates, entered the service of the pirate captain’s wife in Egypt dressed as a boy, and after two years was rescued and brought home by Corinthian merchants. Montanus stabs her, and is arrested; Thyrsis, tending to the body, realizes her identity and determines to die with her, but both lovers are restored to life by the medical skill of Lamia.