What is "loue"

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Then I being left alone to the high cogitations of loue, hauing passed ouer a long and tedious night without sleepe, through my barren fortune, and aduerse constellation, altogether vncomforted and sorrowfull, by means of my vntimely and not prosperous loue, weeping, I recounted from point to point, what a thing vnequall loue is: and how fitly one may loue that dooth not loue: and what defence there may bee made against the vnaccustomed, yet dayly assaults of loue: for a naked soule altogether vnarmed, the seditious strife, especially being intestine: a fresh still setting vpon with vnstable and new thoughts.

I began to consider of the intelligible effect of honest loue, and withall of the cleerenes of the skies, the sweete and milde aire, the delightfull site, the pleasant countrie, the green grasse decked with diuersity of flowers, the faire hils adorned with thicke woods, the quiet time, fresh windes, and fruitfull place, beautifully enriched with diffluent streames, sliding downe the moist vallies betwixt the crooked hils in their grauelled channels, and into the next seas with a continued course softly vnlading themselues.

Yet with a lincious eye, I neuer left to examine, with great delight, the extreame beautie of the excellent Nymph, disposing my selfe to her sweete loue, with an vnfallyble, obstinate, and firme resolution.

That 1 shold loue or be familer frend, with one so irreligious, were verie rare .

The Nymph hauing at large declared vnto Poliphilus the mysticall triumphs and extreeme loue, afterwards she desired him to go on further, where also with great delight he beheld innumerable other Nymphs, with their desired louers, in a thousand sorts of pleasures solacing themselues vpon the greene grasse, fresh shadowes, and by the coole riuers and cleere fountaines.

But syns it is so that nowe in our dayes ar so many neglygent and folysshe peple that they ar almost innumerable whiche despisynge the loue of vertue: folowe the blyndenes and vanyte of this worlde: it was expedient that of newe some lettred man, wyse, and subtil of wyt shulde awake and touche ye open vices of foles that now lyue: and blame theyr abhomynable lyfe.

Neyther did it refuse or make resistance to anye sharpe and newe assaulte of loue, which in my stroken and sore wounded heart woulde lye festering and feeding of himselfe.

I home returning, fraught with fowle despight,And chawing vengeance all the way I went,Soone as my loathed loue appeard in sight,With wrathfull hand I slew her innocent.

Next came fresh Aprill full of lustyhed,And wanton as a Kid whose horne new buds:Vpon a Bull he rode, the same which ledEuropa floting through th'Argolick fluds:His hornes were gilden all with golden studsAnd garnished with garlonds goodly dightOf all the fairest flowres and freshest budsWhich th'earth brings forth, and wet he seem'd in sightWith waues, through which he waded for his loues delight.

The whiles faire Britomart, whose constant mind,Would not so lightly follow beauties chace,Ne reckt of Ladies Loue, did stay behind,And them awayted there a certaine space,To weet if they would turne backe to that place:But when she saw them gone, she forward went,As lay her iourney, through that perlous Pace,With stedfast courage and stout hardiment.

O Hatefull hellish Snake, what furie furstBrought thee from balefull house of Proserpine,Where in her bosome she thee long had nurst,And fostred vp with bitter milke of tine,Fowle Gealosie, that turnest loue diuineTo ioylesse dread, and mak'st the louing hartWith hatefull thoughts to languish and to pine,And feed it selfe with selfe-consuming smart?

Yet his owne loue, the noble Britomart,Scarse so conceiued in her iealous thought,What time sad tydings of his balefull smartIn womans bondage, Talus to her brought.

Whilst thus they mingled were in furious armes,The faire Medina with her tresses torne,And naked brest, in pitty of their harmes,Emongst them ran, and falling them beforne,Besought them by the womb, which them had borne,And by the loues, which were to them most deare,And by the knighthood, which they sure had sworne,Their deadly cruell discord to forbeare,And to her iust conditions of faire peace to heare.

Thus heaping crime on crime, and griefe on griefe,To losse of loue adioyning losse of frend,I meant to purge both with a third mischiefe,And in my woes beginner it to end:That was Pryene.

And told at large how that same errant Knight,To weet faire Britomart, them late had foyledIn open turney, and by wrongfull fightBoth of their publicke praise had them despoyled,And also of their priuate loues beguyled.