3.34 ✨✨✨
too many characters
plot too vague
i like the setting though
i like the triple plot where it all comes together at the end but i didn’t care about anyone apart from the main two soooo
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Augur : Bring forth the virgin, the fatal virgin, the
fairest virgin, if you mean to appease Neptune, and preserve your Country.
Neptune : Do you both being Maidens love one another?
Diana : Now things falling out as they do, you must leave these fond fond affections, nature will have it so, necessity must.
Gallathea : I will never love any but Phillida, her love is engraven in my heart, with her eyes.
Phillida : Nor I any but Gallathea, whose faith is imprinted in my thoughts by her words.
Gallathea : Die Gallathea if thy love be not so.
Phillida : Accursed be thou Phillida if thy love be not so.
[…] Venus : Then shall it be seen, that I can turn one
of them to be a man, and that I will.
Gallathea […] I am but a child, and have not lived long, and yet not so childish, as I desire to live ever: virtues I mean to carry to my grave,
not gray hairs.
Gallathea […] Nature hath given me beauty, Virtue courage, Nature must yield me death, Virtue honor. Suffer me
therefore to die, for which I was born, or let me curse
that I was born, sith I may not die for it.
Phillida : Dear father, Nature could not make me so fair as she hath made you kind, nor you more kind
than me dutiful. Whatsoever you command I will
not refuse, because you command nothing but my safety, and your happiness.
Melebus […] thou knowest the custom of this Country, and I the greatness of thy beauty
How now Gallathea? miserable Gallathea,
that having put on the apparel of a boy, thou canst also put on the
Eurota : I confess that I am in love, and yet swear
that I know not what it is. I feel my thoughts unknit, mine eyes unstayed, my heart I know not how affected, or infected, my sleep’s broken and full of dreams, my wakeness sad and full of sighs, myself in all things unlike myself. If this be love, I would it had never been devised.
Gallathea : I would not wish to be a woman, unless it were because thou art a man.
Phillida Nay I do not wish to be woman, for then I should not love thee, for I have sworn never to love a woman.
Alchemist : My boy was the veriest thief, the arrantest
liar, and the vildest swearer in the world, otherwise the best boy in the world, he hath stolen my apparel, all my money, and forgot nothing but to bid me farewell.