Coelum Britannicum (The British Heaven) · chunk 15 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 · 513 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
But shall not we, now thou art gone Who wert our Nature, whither, Or break that triple Union Which thy soul hold together? In Concord's pure immortal spring I will my force renew, And a more active Virtue bring At my return. Adieu. WHilst thus the Darlings of the Gods From Honour's Temple, to the Shrine Of Beauty, and these sweet abodes Of Love, we guide, let thy Divine Aspects (Bright Deity) with fair And Halcyon beams, becalm the Air, We bring Prince Arthur, or the brave St. George himself (great Queen) to you, You'll soon discern him; and we have▪ A Guy, a Beavis, or some true Round-Table Knight, as everfought For Lady, to each Beauty brought. Plant in their martial hands, War's seat, Your peaceful pledges of warm snow, And, if a speaking touch, repeat In Love's known language, tales of woe; Say, in soft whispers of the Palm, As eyes shoot darts, so Lips shed Balm. For though you seem like Captives, led In triumph by the Foe away, Yet on the Conquerors neck you tread, And the fierce Victor proves your prey, What heart is then secure from you, That can, though vanquished, yet subdue? BE fixed you rapid Orbs, that bear The changing seasons of the year On your swift wings, and see the old Decrepit Spheres grown dark and cold; Nor did Iove quench her fires, these bright Flames, have eclipsed her sullen light: This Royal Pair, for whom Fate will Make Motion cease, and Time stand still; Since Good is here so perfect, as no Worth Is left for After-Ages to bring forth. Mortality cannot with more Religious zeal, the gods adore. My Truths, from humane eyes concealed, Are naked to their sight revealed. Nor do their Actions, from the guide Of my exactest precepts slide. And as their own pure Souls entwined, So are their Subjects hearts combined. So just, so gentle is their sway, As it seems Empire to obey. And their fair Fame, like incense hurled On Altars, hath perfumed the world. S O. Wisdom. A L. Truth. E V S. Pure Adoration. H O. Concord, D I. Rule E V P. Clear Reputation. crown this King, this Queen, this Nation. , Truth, &c. Brave Spirits, whose adventurous feet Have to the Mountain's top aspired, Where fair Desert, and Honour meet, Here, from the toiling Press retired, Secure from all disturbing Evil, For ever in my Temple revel. With wreathes of Stars circled about, Gild all the spacious Firmament, And smiling on the panting Routs That labour in the steep ascent, With your resistless influence guide Of humane change th' incertain tide. But oh you Royal Turtles, shed, When you from Earth remove, On the ripe fruits of your chaste bed, Those sacred seeds of Love. Which no Power can but yours dispense, Since you the pattern bear from hence. Then from your fruitful race shall slow Endless succession. Sceptres shall bud, and Laurels blow 'Bout their Immortal Throne. Propitious Stars shall crown each birth, Whilst you rule them, and they the Earth.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
But shall not we, now thou art gone Who wert our Nature, wither, Or breake that triple Vnion Which thy soule hld together? In Concords pure immortall spring I will my renew, And a more aive Vertue bring At my retune. Adieu. VVHilst thus the Darlings of the Gods From Honours Temple, to the Shrine Of Beauty, and these sweet abodes Of Love, we guide, let thy Divine Aspects (Bright Deity) with faire And Halcyon beames, bcalme the Ayre, We bring Prince Arthur, or the brave St. George himselfe (great Queene) to you, You'll soone discerne him; and we have▪ A Guy, a Beavis, or some true Round-Table Knight, as everfought For Lady, to each Beauty brought. Plant in their Martl , War's seat, Your peacefull pledges of warm snow, And, if a speaking , repeat In Loves know guage, tales of woe; Say, in soft whispers of the Palme, As eyes shoot darts, so Lips shed Balme. For though you seeme like Captives, led In triumph by the Foe away, Yet on the Conqu'rers necke you tread, And the fierce Victor proves your prey, What heart is then secure from you, That can, though vanqui, yet subdue? BE fix'd you rapid Orbes, that beare The changing seasons of the yeare On your swift wings, and see the old Decrepit Spheares growne darke and cold▪ Nor did Iove quench her fires, these bright Flames, have ecclips'd her sullen light: This Royall Payre, for whom Fate will Make Motion cease, and Time stand still▪ Since Good is here so perfect, as no Worth Is left for After-Ages to bring forth. Mortality cannot with more Religious zeale, the gods adore. My Truths, from humane eyes conceal'd, Are naked to their sight reveal'd. Nor doe their Actions, from the guide Of my exactest precepts slide. And as their owne pure Soules ntwin'd, So are their Subjects hearts combin'd. So just, so gentle is their sway, As it seemes Empire to obey. And their faire Fame, like incense hurld Altars, hath perfum'd the world. S O. Wisedome. A L. Truth. E V S. Pure Adoration. H O. Concord, D I. Rule E V P. Cleare Reputation. Cwne this King, this Queene, this Nation▪ , Truth, &c. Brave Spirits, whose adventrous feet Have to the Mountaines top aspir'd, Where faire Desert, and Honour meet, Here, from the toyling Presse retyr'd, Secure from all disturbing Evill, For ever in my Temple revell. With wreathes of Starres circled about, Guild all the spacious Firmament, And smiling on the panting Routs That labour in the steep ascent, With your resistlesse influence guide Of humane change th' incertaine tide. But oh you Royall Turtles, shed, When you from Earth remove, On the ripe fruits of your chaste bed, Those sacred seeds of Love. Which no Power can but yours dispence, Since you the patterne beare from hence. Then from your fruitfull race shall slow Endlesse succession. Scepters shall bud, and Lawrels blow 'Bout their Immortall Throne. Propitious Stars shall crowne each birth, Whilst you rule them, and they the Earth.