"It would be tedious for me to tell you, how ill I bore this worst change of my Fortune; I raged, I grieved, till my Sighs and Tears grew so thick upon one another, that no one could know which was the most plentiful of their two Fountains, my Heart, or my Eyes."
— Anonymous
Author
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for R. Bentley
Date
1693
Metaphor
"It would be tedious for me to tell you, how ill I bore this worst change of my Fortune; I raged, I grieved, till my Sighs and Tears grew so thick upon one another, that no one could know which was the most plentiful of their two Fountains, my Heart, or my Eyes."
Metaphor in Context
The Man of War being a Spaniard, the Captain said he would reserve Astolfo and his eight Country-men to be tryed on Shore, and condemned to the Gallies: My two Indians (notwithstanding all my intreaties for their Lives) he hanged on the Ropes before my Face: But taking compassion on me, he said he would keep me to wait on his Wife: Accordingly, when we came upon the Coasts of Spain, he sent the nine Spaniards Prisoners to Sevil; and though I begg'd him to let me accompany Astolfo, he kept me at Sea a few days more, and then Landed me at Aveiro , and gave me a present to a Wife he had there. It would be tedious for me to tell you, how ill I bore this worst change of my Fortune; I raged, I grieved, till my Sighs and Tears grew so thick upon one another, that no one could know which was the most plentiful of their two Fountains, my Heart, or my Eyes. My Mistress, who was a good natur'd Gentlewoman, interessed her self in my Sorrows, and would often enquire what was the reason of my grieving; till at last her Importunities drew from me the whole Relation, which I have now made to you; she bade me be comforted, and think no more of him.
(pp. 100-101)
Categories
Provenance
C-H Lion
Citation
Vertue Rewarded; or, the Irish Princess. A New Novel (London: Printed for R. Bentley, 1693)
Date of Entry
06/17/2013
