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Coelum Britannicum (The British Heaven) · chunk 5 of 15

Carew, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1634 [Feb 18] (Annals)
masque · before the Court
unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 438 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.

Momus thou shalt prevail, for since thy bold Intrusion hath inverted my resolves, I must obey necessity, and thus turn My face, to breathe the Thunder's just decree Against this adulterate sphere, which first I purge Of loathsome Monsters, and misshapen forms: Down from her azure concave, thus I charm The Lyrnean Hydra, the rough unlicked Bear, The watchful Dragon, the storm-boding Whale, The Centaur, the horned Goatfish Capricorn, The Snake-head Gorgon, and fierce Sagitta; Divested of your gorgeous starry robes, Fall from the circling Orb, and e'er you suck Fresh venom in, measure this happy earth, Then to the Fens, Caves, Forests, Deserts, Seas, Fly, and resume your native qualities. Are not these fine companions, trim play fellows for the Deities? yet these and their fellows have made up all our conversation for some thousands of years. Do not you fair Ladies acknowledge yourselves deeply engaged now to those Poets your servants, that in the height of commendation have raised your beauties to a parallel with such exact proportions, or at least ranked you in their spruce society. Hath not the consideration of these Inhabitants rather frighted your thoughts utterly from the contemplation of the place? but now that these heavenly Mansions are to be void, you that shall hereafter be found unlodged will become inexcusable; especially since Virtue alone shall be sufficient title, fine, and rend: yet if there be a Lady not competently stocked that way, she shall not on the instant utterly despair, if she carry a sufficient pawn of handsomeness; for however the letter of the Law runs, Iupiter notwithstanding his Age and present austerity, will never resuse to stamp beauty, and make it currant with his own Impression; but to such as are destitute of both, I can afford but small encouragement. Proceed Cousin Mercury, what follows? Look up, and mark where the bright Zodiac Hangs like a Belt about the breast of heaven; On the right shoulder, like a flaming jewel, His shell, with nine rich Topazes adorned, Lord of this Tropic, sits the scalding Crab: He, when the Sun gallops in full career His annual race; his ghastly claws upreared, Frights at the confines of the torrid Zone, The fiery team, and proudly stops their course, Making a solstice, till the fierce Steeds learn His backward paces, and so retrograde Post downhill to th'opposed Capricorn. Thus I depose him from his lofty Throne▪ Drop from the Sky, into the briny flood, There teach thy motion to the ebbing Sea, But let those fires that beautified thy shell Take humane shapes, and the disorder show Of thy regressive paces here below.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayCoelum Britannicum (The British Heaven)
AuthorCarew, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1634 [Feb 18]
First performance (BritDrama)1634 [Feb 18]
Theaterbefore the Court;Whitehall;
Genre (British Drama)masque
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1023 · TCP A17961 · DEEP 5126.01
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 70–104 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 15 in this edition
Length438 words · 601 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T12 — Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and Mars at 0.787
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Momus thou shalt prevaile, for since thy bol Intrusion hath inverted my resolves, I must obey necessity, and thus turne My face, to breath the Thunders just decree 'Gainst this adulterate spheare, which first I purge Of loathsome Monsters, and mis-shapen formes▪ Downe from her azure concave, thus I charme The Lyrnean Hydra, the rough unlick'd Beare, The watchfull Dragon, the storme-boading Whale▪ The Centaure, the horn'd Goatfish Capricorne, The Snake-head Gorgon, and fierce Sagitta; Divested of your gorgeous starry robes, Fall from the circling Orbe, and e're you sucke Fresh venome in, measure this happy earth, Then to the Fens, Caves, Forrests, Desarts, Seas, Fly, and resume your native qualities. Are not these fine companions, trim play fellowes for the Deities? yet these and their fellowes have made up all our conversation for some thousands of yeares. Doe not you faire Ladies acknowledge your selves deeply engaged now to those Poets your servants, that in the height of commendation have rais'd your beauties to a parallell with such exact proportions, or at least rank'd you in their spruce society. Hath not the consideration of these Inhabitants rather frighted your thoughts utterly from the contemplation of the place? but now that these heavenly Mansions are to be voyd, you that shall hereafter be found unlodged will become inexcusable; especially since Vertue alone shall be sufficient title, fine, and rent: yet if there be a Lady not competently stock'd that way, shee shall not on the instant utterly despaire, if shee carry a sufficient pawn of handsomenesse; for however the letter of the Law runs, Iupiter notwithstanding his Age and present austerity, will never resuse to stamp beauty, and make it currant with his owne Impression; but to such as are destitute of both, I can afford but small encouragement. Proceed Cozen Mercury, what followes? Look up, and marke where the bright Zodiack Hang like a Belt about the brest of heaven; On the right shoulder, like a flaming Iewell, His shell, with nine rich Topazes adorn'd, Lord of this Tropique, sits the skalding Crab▪ He, when the Sunne gallops in full careere His annuall race; his gastly clawes uprear'd, Frights at the confines of the torrid Zone, The fiery teame, and proudly stops their course, Making a solstice, till the fierce Steeds learne His backward paces, and so retrograde Poste downe-hill to th'opposed Capricorne. Thus I depose him from his laughty Throne▪ Drop from the Sky, into the briny flood, There teach thy motion to the ebbing Sea, But let those fires that beautifi'd thy shell Take humane shapes, and the disorder shew Of thy regressive paces here below.