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'Tis Pity She's a Whore
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“Lost, I am Lost! My fates have doomed my death.
The more I strive, I love; the more I love,
The less I hope. I see my ruin, certain.
What judgement or endeavors could apply
To my incurable and restless wounds
I throughly have examined, but in vain.
Oh, that it were not in religion sin
To make our love a god and worship it!
I have even wearied heaven with prayers, dried up
The spring of my continual tears, even starved
My veins with daily fasts; what wit or art
Could counsel, I have practiced. But, alas,
I find all these but dreams and old men's tales
To fright unsteady youth; I'm still the same.
Or I must speak or burst. Tis not, I know,
My lust, but tis my fate that leads me on.
Keep fear and low fainthearted shame with slaves!
I'll tell her that I love her, through my heart
Were rated at the price of that attempt.”
― ' Tis Pity She's a Whore
The more I strive, I love; the more I love,
The less I hope. I see my ruin, certain.
What judgement or endeavors could apply
To my incurable and restless wounds
I throughly have examined, but in vain.
Oh, that it were not in religion sin
To make our love a god and worship it!
I have even wearied heaven with prayers, dried up
The spring of my continual tears, even starved
My veins with daily fasts; what wit or art
Could counsel, I have practiced. But, alas,
I find all these but dreams and old men's tales
To fright unsteady youth; I'm still the same.
Or I must speak or burst. Tis not, I know,
My lust, but tis my fate that leads me on.
Keep fear and low fainthearted shame with slaves!
I'll tell her that I love her, through my heart
Were rated at the price of that attempt.”
― ' Tis Pity She's a Whore
“Beauty that clothes the outside of our face, is cursed if it not be clothed with grace.”
― 'tis Pity She's a Whore
― 'tis Pity She's a Whore
“GIOVANNI - L'opinione comune è una vana stolidità, che spaventa l'inesperta tempra della mente come il regolo del maestro tiene in rispetto un bambino: così fu di me; così io, prima che la mia impareggiabile sorella fosse sposata, pensavo che ogni diletto d'amore dovesse ricevere la morte da quel contratto: ma io non trovo alcun mutamento di voluttà in questa rituale legge di sollazzo. Per me è ancor quella, e ogni bacio non meno dolce e delizioso del primo ch'io colsi, quando il privilegio della giovinezza ancora le dava diritto al nome di vergine. Oh, la fulgida bellezza dell'unione di due cuori come il suo e il mio! Sognino pure di altri mondi gli uomini che vivono sui libri; il mio mondo, e di perfetta felicità, è qui, e non lo cambierei per il migliore dei mondi futuri: una vita di piacere è l'Eliso.”
― 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
― 'Tis Pity She's a Whore
