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The Faithful Shepherdess
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The Faithful Shepherdess is a Jacobean era stage play, the work that inaugurated the playwriting career of John Fletcher.
Quotes
Text from the Second Folio (1679), edited by Arnold Glover and A. R. Waller (Cambridge UP, 1906)
Act I
Sing his praises that doth keep Our Flocks from harm,Pan the Father of our Sheep, And arm in armTread we softly in a round,Whilest the hollow neighbouring groundFills the Musick with her sound.Pan, O great God Pan, to thee Thus do we sing:Thou that keep’st us chaste and free As the young spring,Ever be thy honour spoke,From that place the morn is broke,To that place Day doth unyoke.
Scene 1, Song
Act II
Act III
Act IV
This place is Ominous, for here I lostMy Love and almost life, and since have crostAll these Woods over, never a Nook or Dell,Where any little Bird, or Beast doth dwell,But I have sought him, never a bending browOf any Hill or Glade, the wind sings through,Nor a green bank, nor shade where Shepherds useTo sit and Riddle, sweetly pipe, or chuseTheir Valentines, that I have mist, to findMy love in. Perigot, Oh too unkind,Why hast thou fled me? whither art thou gone?How have I wrong'd thee? was my love aloneTo thee worthy this scorn'd recompence? 'tis well,I am content to feel it: but I tellThee Shepherd, and these lusty woods shall hear,Forsaken Amoret is yet as clearOf any stranger fire, as Heaven isFrom foul corruption, or the deep AbysseFrom light and happiness; ...
Scene 1, Amoret
Act V
Stay thy pace,Most loved Amaryllis, let the ChaseGrow calm and milder, flye me not so fast,I fear the pointed Brambles have unlac'dThy golden Buskins; turn again and seeThy Shepherd follow, that is strong and free,Able to give thee all content and ease.I am not bashful, Virgin, I can pleaseAt first encounter, hug thee in mine arm,And give thee many Kisses, soft and warmAs those the Sun prints on the smiling CheekOf Plums, or mellow Peaches; I am sleekAnd smooth as Neptune, when stern EolusLocks up his surly Winds, and nimbly thusCan shew my active Youth; why dost thou flye?
Scene 1, Sullen
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Category:Plays