The Faithful Shepherd; A Pastoral Tragi-Comedy, Written in Italian by the Celebrated Signor Baptista Guarini. Translated Into English, and Adorn'd with a New Set of Cuts

The Faithful Shepherd; A Pastoral Tragi-Comedy, Written in Italian by the Celebrated Signor Baptista Guarini. Translated Into English, and Adorn'd with a New Set of Cuts

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1736 edition. Excerpt: ...Time cannot be lost. Cor. Go, and return them quickly.--So almost I'm past the bad Way; only this Delay Gives me some Cause of Trouble; yet this may Bp-ef use too. Somethiug there should be. done t abuse my honest Lover Condon. I'll say, I'll meet him in the Cave, and so Will make him after Amartllis go. This done, by a back Way I'll thither fend The Priest of Cynthia her to-apprehend: Guilty she will be found, and Sentence have Of Death without all doubt. She in the Grave Mirtillo is my own: His Cruelty To me being caus'd by Love to her. But fee The Man! I'll found him 'till she comes. Now rife, Rise all my Love into my Tongue and Eyes. SCENE SCENE VI. Mirtilloy Corifca. Mirtillo. HEar, ye damn'd Spirits, that in Hell lament, Hear a new Sort of Pain and Punishment. See in a Turtle's Look a Tyger's Mind! She, crueller than Death, since she did find v One.Death would not suffice her bloody Will, And that to live, was to be dying still, / Enjoyns me not to make my self away, That I might die a thousand Times a Day. Cor. (I'll make as though I saw him not) I hear A doleful Voice pierce my relenting Ear, Who should it be? Mirtillo, is it you? Mir. I would it were my Ghost. Cor. Well, tell jnc true, Tell me, Mirtillo, how thy self dost find, Since to thy dearest Nymph thou break'st thy Mind? Mir. As one who in a Fever cast, Forbidden Liquor longs to taste, If gotten, sets it to his Mouth, And quenches Life, but cannot Drougth: So I, with amorous Fever long Consum'd, from her fair Eyes and Tongue Sweet Poison suck'd, which leaves me more Enfiam'd than I ev'n was before. Cor. Cor. 'Love upon us no Power can have But what our selves (Mirtillo) gave. 'Asa Bear does with her Tongue 'Polish her mishapen Young, Which never else distinct would grow. So Man...show more

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  • Paperback | 54 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 113g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236563689
  • 9781236563682