But call to mind a lady like yourself; Jealous the air should ravish her chaste looks: Who views them every minute, and with care And he, poor wretch, hoping some better fate The kiss thou gavest me in the church, here take; As I leave thee, so thou the world forsake! [Exit. Executioner. Madam, only tie up your hair. Isabella. O, these golden nets, That have ensnared so many wanton youths, Executioner. Madam, I must entreat you, blind eyes. your Isabella. I have lived too long in darkness, my friend; They have been more gazed at than the god of day: Their brightness never could be flattered, Yet thou command'st a fixed cloud of lawn Women's inconstancy. Who would have thought it? She that could no more Forsake my company, than can the day Forsake the glorious presence of the sun !— Women, your eyes shed glances like the sun : done. On the sweetest flowers you shine-'tis but by. chance, And on the basest weed you 'll waste a glance. THE COMEDY OF OLD FORTUNATUS: BY THOMAS DECKER. The Goddess FORTUNE appears to FORTUNATUS, and offers him the choice of six things. He chooses Riches. Fortune. Before thy soul at this deep lottery Most righteous Parcæ, guide my genius right: Wisdom, strength, health, beauty, long life, and riches. Fortune. Stay, Fortunatus, once more hear me speak; And thou (like Phoebus) shalt speak oracle; And see what's past and learn what is to come. Make health thine object, thou shalt be strong proof Wish but for beauty, and within thine eyes And on thy cheeks I'll mix such white and red, Dekker his Dreame. In which, beeing rapt with a Poeticall Enthufiafme, the great Volumes of Heauer and Hell to Him were opened, in which he read many Wonderfull Things. Eft Deus in Nobis, agitante calefcimus illo. Reduced facsimile of title-page of Dekker his Dreame,' 1620. |