The Royal Entry of King Charles I into Edinburgh (The Entertainment at Edinburgh) · chunk 6 of 6
Drummond, William / Adamson, John / Crawford, Thomas · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [Jun 15] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
GReat Atlas' Nephew, shall the works of peace, (The works of plenty) Tillage, Trade's increase, And Arts in times gulfs lost again restore, To cheer Perfection; nay, find many more, More perfect artists, Ciclopes in their forge Shall mould those brazen Tiphones, which disgorge From their hard bowels metal, flame and smoke, Mufling the air up in a sable cloak: The Sea shrinks at the blow, shake doth the ground, The world's West corners doth the sound rebound, The Stygian Porter leaveth off to bark, Black Ioue appalled doth shroud him in the dark; Many a Typhis in adventures lost By new found skill shall many maiden coast, With thy sayle-winged Argosies find out, Which like the Sun shall run the earth about; And far beyond his paths score wavie ways, Cathayes Lands by Hyperborean Seas, He shall endue thee both in peace and war, With Wisdom, which then Strength is better far, Wealth, Honour, Arms, and Arts shall grace thy states: Thus Heavens ordain, so do decree the Fates. O How the fair Queen with the golden maids, The Sun of night, thy happy fortunes aids, Though turbaned Princes for a badge her wear, To them she waned, to thee would full appear; Her Handmaid Thetis daily walks the round About the Delos that no force it wound, Then when thou left it and abroad did stray (Dear Pilgrim) she did straw with flowers the way, And turning foreign force and counsel vain, Thy Guard and Guido returned thee home again; To thee she Kingdoms, Years, Bliss did divine, Quailing Medusa's grim Snakes with her shine, Beneath thee reign Discord (fell mischiefs forge The bane of peoples, state and kingdom's scourge) Pale Envy (with the Cockatrice's eye, Which seeing kills, but seen doth forthwith die:) Malice, Deceit, Rebellion, Impudence Beyond the Garamants shall pack them hence, With every Monster that thy glory hates, Thus Heaven's decree, so have ordained the Fates. THat heretofore to thy heroic mind Haps, (hopes not answered as they were designed:) O do not think it strange, times were not come, And these fair stars had not pronounced their doom; The destinies did on that day attend, When to this Northern Region thou should lend Thy cheering presence, and charged with Renown, Set on thy brows the Caledonian Crown; Thy virtues now thy just desire shall grace, Stern Chance shall change, and to Desert give place; Let this be known to all the Fates admit To their grave Counsel, and to every Wit That spies Heaven's inside; this let Sibyl's know, And those mad Corybants which dance and glow On Dindimus high tops with frantic fire: Let this be known to all Apollo's Choir, And people let it not be hid from you, What Mountains noise and Floods proclaim as true▪ Where ever fame abroad his praise shall ring, All shall observe, and serve this blessed King
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GReat Atlas Nephew, shall the workes of peace, (The workes of plenty) Tillage, Trades encrease, And Arts in times gulfes lost againe restore, To cheere Perfection; nay, find many more, More perfect artists, Ciclopes in their forge Shall mould those brasen Tiphones, which disgorge From their hard bowels mettall, flame and smoake, Mufling the ayre up in a sable cloake: The Sea shrinkes at the blow, shake doth the ground, The worlds West corners doth the sound rebound, The Stygian Porter leaveth off to barke, Blacke Ioue appall'd doth shrow'd him in the darke; Many a Typhis in adventures lost By new found skill shall many mayden coast, With thy sayle-winged Argoses find out, Which like the Sunne shall runne the earth about; And farre beyond his pathes score wavie wayes, Cathayes Lands by Hyperborean Seas, Hee shall endue thee both in peace and warre, With Wisedome, which then Strength is better farre, Wealth, Honour, Armes, and Arts shall grace thy states: Thus Heavens ordaine, so doe decree the Fates. O How the faire Queene with the golden maids, The Sunne of night, thy happy fortunes aids, Though turban'd Princes for a badge her weare, To them shee wain'd, to thee would full appeare; Her Hand-maid Thetis daily walkes the round About the Delos that no force it wound, Then when thou left it and abroad did stray (Deare Pilgrim) shee did straw with flowers the way, And turning forraine force and counsell vaine, Thy Guard and Guid return'd thee home againe; To thee she Kingdomes, Yeares, Blisse did divine, Quailing Medusas grim Snakes with her shine, Beneath thee raigne Discord (fell mischiefes forge The bane of peoples, state and kingdomes scourge) Pale Envie (with the Cockatrices eye, Which seeing kils, but seene doth forthwith dye:) Malice, Deceit, Rebellion, Impudence Beyond the Garamants shall packe them hence, With every Monster that thy glory hates, Thus Heavens decree, so haue ordayn'd the Fates. THat heretofore to thy heroicke mind Haps, (hopes not answer'd as they were design'd:) O doe not thinke it strange, times were not come, And these faire starres had not pronounc'd their doome; The destinies did on that day attend, When to this Northren Region thou should lend Thy cheering presence, and charg'd with Renowne, Set on thy browes the Caledonian Crowne; Thy vertues now thy just desire shall grace, Sterne Chance shall change, and to Desert give place; Let this be knowne to all the Fates admit To their grave Counsell, and to every Witt That spies Heavens inside; this let Sibilles know, And those mad Corybants which dance and glow On Dindimus high tops with franticke fire: Let this bee knowne to all Apollo's Quire, And people let it not be hid from you, What Mountaines noyse and Floods proclaime as true▪ Where ever fame abroad his prayse shall ring, All shall observe, and serve this blessed King