Nabbes, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1637 (Annals) masque · King's Revels Company (?) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
WHat horror wakes me! and disturbs the peace I sat enthroned in? shall dissension ruin Eternal acts? Hath the great deity Made me his instrument, and shall my power Be slighted so by their rebellious difference? Cease mutiny, or be your own destructions. Accurst confusion that neglects the form Nature prescribes. I rather would preserve ye: That in distinguished order ye might show The glory of my work; each in his sphere Subscribing to my better government. But my commands are useless. Their deaf wills Persist to act their own and my sad ills. Where's my delight I whence is this sad dejection? How amazed Nature stands I Have our embraces Brought forth a race of elemental forms That live in simple bodies, to be made Pregnant for other births, and will she now Neglect their teeming? I would be a Grandfather, And see my issue multiply. Oh husband! Our union hath been vain; our offspring proves A rebel to our peace, and nature's laws. Light fire descends to earth, beneath whose weight He groans to be delivered, till with struggling He lifts earth up, in whose repression air Contracts his forces to extinguish fire. Again; fire from this mutinous assault Doubles his strength; when straight ambitious water Climbing his seat consumes herself in flames. Thus fire, air, water, earth, each would be all, And are made neither; but a confused mass, And indigested Chaos. Am I Ianus, (The figure of eternal providence) And shall this disobedience scape the stroke Of my sever'st correction? Fire I shall lash you, And make your nimble pyramids skip upward. I'll chain earth to her centre. Air had best Confine himself to his three regions, Or else I'll disinherit him. If water Exceed her bounds. See; the dissentious come Mazed in the errors of their own confusion: As if their dissolution should precede Their yet not perfect being. How my griefs Press down the organs of my utterance, And choke words in their passage! Speak good Ianus. Ye disobedient children of that love That joined us to produce ye. Stop good father, Our wills are deaf to counsel. Or to threats. Set both your brows with wrinkles, and put on Th' austerest anger, we'll be awed by none But our own wills. I'll quench my brother's flames, Or burn myself into him. My cold moisture Shall not be tied t' embrace as cold a sister, And not ascend above them. I'll be active As air or fire. Else with my ponderous weight▪ I'll press their climbing heads beneath my centre; And by inversion bury them within me, Till earthquakes shatter all, and small ruin Dilate their passage. Are we not one birth? Why then should there be a precedency, And not an equal power of all first qualities? Be not you partial parents, we'll obey The government of nature. Otherwise With our own strength we'll prosecute this war Till ruin stop's it.
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WHat horrour wakes me! and disturbs the peace I sate inthron'd in? shall dissention ruine Eternall acts? Hath the great deity Made me his instrument, and shall my power Be slighted so by their rebellious difference? Cease mutiny, or be your owne destructions. Accurst confusion that neglects the forme Nature prescribes. I rather would preserve yee: That in distinguisht order yee might shew The glory of my worke; each in his spheare Subscribing to my better government. But my commands are uselesse. Their deafe wills Persist to act their owne and my sad ills. Where's my delight I whence is this sad dejection? How amaz'd Nature stands I Have our imbraces Brought forth a race of elementall formes That live in simple bodies, to be made Pregnant for other births, and will she now Neglect their teeming? I would be a Grandfather, And see my issue multiply. Oh husband! Our union hath beene vaine; our off-spring proves A rebell to our peace, and natures lawes. Light fire descends to earth, beneath whose weight He grones to be deliver'd, till with struggling He lifts earth up, in whose repression ayre Contracts his forces to extinguish fire. Againe; fire from this mutinous assault Doubles his strength; when straight ambitious water Climbing his seate consumes her selfe in flames. Thus fire, ayre, water, earth, each would be all, And are made neither; but a confus'd masse, And indigested Chaos. Am I Ianus, (The figure of eternall providence) And shall this disobedience scape the stroke Of my sever'st correction? Fire I shall lash you, And make your nimble pyramides skip upward. Ile chaine earth to her centre. Ayre had best Confine himselfe to his three regions, Or else Ile disinherit him. If water Exceed her bounds. See; the dissentious come Maz'd in the errours of their owne confusion: As if their dissolution should precede Their yet not perfect being. How my griefes Presse downe the organes of my utterance, And choake words in their passage! Speake good Ianus. Yee disobedient children of that love That joyn'd us to produce yee. Stop good father, Our wills are deafe to counsaile. Or to threats. Set both your browes with wrinckles, and put on Th' austerest anger, wee'l be aw'd by none But our owne wills. Ile quench my brothers flames, Or burne my selfe into him. My cold moysture Shall not be ty'd t' embrace as cold a sister, And not ascend above them. Ile be active As ayre or fire. Else with my ponderous weight▪ Ile presse their climbing heads beneath my centre; And by inversion bury them within me, 'Till earthquakes shatter all, and small ruine Dilate their passage. Are we not one birth? Why then should there be a precedency, And not an equall power of all first qualities? Be not you partiall parents, wee'l obey The government of nature. Otherwise With our owne strength we'l prosecute this warre 'Till ruine stop's it.