Taylor, John · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 [Oct 29] (Annals) civic play; pageant unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
From the sheep's fleece have feeding and attires, But all these Trades, which I do here infer, Have all relation to the Clothworker, For were it not for him the rest were nothing, He only makes it Cloth, and fit for Clothing, Without the Clothworker, the Draper's Trade And Merchant's Traffic would decay and fade, These from the fleece got Clothes and nutriment, For (under heaven) the Ram's the Instrument. And when bright Phoebus shall in March begin To take the Ram for his celestial Inn Such golden tincture on his fleece hee'le set, Which many golden pieces shall beget, And whereas men (to make their worths appear) Do give their servants Liveries once a year, The Ram (in bounty) passeth man I note. And gives his Master every year a coat Thus poor Endymion, with the beast he tides, Doth wish you prosperous winds, and happy tides, That by commerce, and good Negotiation, Wool turned to Cloth, and Cloth by transformation, Be turned to gold, that you may say with joy, That Iasons fleece (to yours) was but a toy. Time, that this day his service hath expressed, In duty brings your Lordship to your rest: Yet ere I take my leave, (for your content) I'll show the meaning of this Monument. Then know, this ruined piece doth show that stones And tombs consume, as do their owner's bones, For Time is circular in his effects, Builds and throws down, and ruins and erects: But fortune, death or fame, or Time cannot Make virtuous men, or virtue be forgot. For Immortality is pleased to make Fame with his Trump the drowsy world to wake, Who from demollished dilapidations Proclaims the memorable nominations Of worthies of this worthy company, Who Honoured lived, and did with Honour die. Sir William Hewet was, as you my Lord, To poyz the balance and to wield the sword: Sir Rowland Hayward next, next Sir Iames Hawes, Did rule this City justly by the laws; Next was Sir Edward Osboorne London's Mayor; Then Sir Iohn Spencer gained the honoured Chair, Sir Thomas Schinner after had the place; Next did Sir Nicholas Mosley gain the Grace; Then Sir Iohn Watts his year with Honour past, And Noble Freeman who deceased last. King Iames the wisest, and the learnedst King, Whose fame throughout the spacious world doth ring, He knew your merits, worth and dignity, And therefore chose your worthy company To be his Brotherhood; he did understand, You were most fit for his fraternal band. And you my Lord, whom Time hath brought to be The noblest Branch of this fraternity, Time here salutes you, wishing you may move More high in Honour, as you do in love. 'tis truly said, that man that rules his passions, Doth conquer more, than he that conquers Nations. As you have ruled yourself, let it appear In ruling London this ensuing year, So you, with Time shall be together blessed, And Time shall bring you to Eternal Rest.
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From the ſheepes fleece have feeding and attires, But all theſe Trades, which I doe here infer, Have all relation to the Cloth-worker, For were it not for him the reſt were nothing, He onely makes it Cloth, and fit for Clothing, Without the Cloth-worker, the Drapers Trade And Merchants Traffick would decay and fade, Theſe from the fleece got Clothes and nutriment, For (under heaven) the Ram's the Inſtrument. And when bright Phoebus ſhall in March begin To take the Ram for his celeſtiall Inne Such golden tincture on his fleece heele ſet, Which many golden peeces ſhall beget, And whereas men (to make their worths appeare) Doe give their ſervants Liveries once a yeare, The Ram (in bounty) paſſeth man I note. And gives his Maſter every yeare a coate Thus poore Endimion, with the beaſt he tides, Doth wiſh you proſperous windes, and happy tides, That by commerce, and good Negotiation, Wooll turn'd to Cloth, and Cloth by transformation, Be turn'd to gold, that you may ſay with joy, That Iaſons fleece (to yours) was but a toy. Time, that this day his ſervice hath expreſt, In duty brings your Lordſhip to your reſt: Yet er'e I take my leave, (for your content) I'le ſhew the meaning of this Monument. Then know, this ruind peece doth ſhew that ſtones And tombes conſume, as doe their owners bones, For Time is circular in his effects, Builds and throwes downe, and ruins and erects: But fortune, death or fame, or Time cannot Make vertuous men, or vertue be forgot. For Immortallity is pleaſ'd to make Fame with his Trumpe the drowſie world to wake, Who from demolliſhed delapidations Proclaimes the memorable nominations Of worthies of this worthy company, Who Honourd liv'd, and did with Honour die. Sir William Hewet was, as you my Lord, To poyz the ballance and to weild the ſword: Sir Rowland Hayward next, next Sir Iames Hawes, Did rule this Citie juſtly by the lawes; Next was Sir Edward Oſboorne Londons Mayor; Then Sir Iohn Spencer gaind the honourd Chaire, Sir Thomas Schinner after had the place; Next did Sir Nicholas Moſley gaine the Grace; Then Sir Iohn Watts his yeare with Honour paſt, And Noble Freeman who deceaſed laſt. King Iames the wiſeſt, and the learnedſt King, Whoſe fame throughout the ſpacious world doth ring, He knew your merits, worth and dignity, And therefore choſe your worthy company To be his Brother-hood; he did underſtand, You were moſt fit for his fraternall band. And you my Lord, whom Time hath brought to be The nobleſt Branch of this fraternity, Time here ſalutes you, wiſhing you may move More high in Honour, as you doe in love. Tis truly ſaid, that man that rules his paſſions, Doth conquer more, than he that conquers Nations. As you have rul'd your ſelfe, let it appeare In ruling London this enſuing yeare, So you, with Time ſhall be together bleſt, And Time ſhall bring you to Eternall Reſt.