Londini Speculum, or London's Mirror · chunk 3 of 3
Heywood, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1637 [Oct 30] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
BEhold me Sight, of the five senses prime, (Now best complying with the place and time) Presenting London's Mirror, and this Glass Shows not alone what she is, or once was, But that the spacious Universe might see In her, what their great Cities ought to be; That every foreign Magistrate from hence Might learn how to dispose his Optic sense. Aspice saith, Look toward and upon Desartfull men whom this Age frowneth on. And Despice cast down thy powerful eye On the poor wretch that doth beneath thee lie. Then Conspice take counsel first and pause With meditation, ere thou judge a cause. Prospice bids look a far off, and view (Before conclude) what dangers may ensue. Perspice wills, in sifting doubts, then scan The nature of the matter with the man. Let every cause be searched, and duly sought, Saith Inspice, ere thou determinst aught. Circumspice saith, look about to immure So great a charge, that all within be sure. Considerate Respice enjoins thee last, To cast thine eyes back upon all things past. For London's self, if they shall first begin To examine her without, and then within, What Architectures, Palaces, what Bowers, What Citadels, what turrets, and what towers? Who in her age grew pregnant, brought a bed Of a New Town, and late delivered Of such a burden, as in few years' space, Can almost speak all tongues, (to her more grace.) Then her Cathedrals, Temples new repairing, An act of true devotion, no man sparing His helping hand; and many, 'tis well known, To further Gods house have forget their own. Unto her outward shape I do not prize her, But let them come within to anatomize her. Her Praetor, scarlet Senate, Liveries, The ordering of her brave societies: Divine Astraea here in equal scale Doth balance justice, Truth needs not look pale, Nor poverty dejected, th'orphans cause, And Widow's plea find help; no subtle clause Can make demur in sentence: a fair hearing, And upright doom in every Court appearing: Still to preserve her so, be't your endeavour, And she in you, you her shall live for ever. WE ●o a Valediction are confined, (Right Honoured) and entreat You bear in mind What was this Day presented: Your chief Saint A Martyr once of the Church militant, But now of the triumphant, bids You spare Yourself this Night: for to a World of Care You are engaged to morrow, which must last Till the whole progress of Your Year be past. The Sphere-like Globe quadrated, lets You know, What Pro-Rex doth to the four Sceptres owe. Your Military honours, (in your Days Of less command) th' Imperial Fort displays, And London's Mirror, that all men may see What Magistrates have been, and aught to be. Set is the Sun long since, and now the Light Quite failing us, Thrice Honoured Sir, good Night.
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BEhold me Sight, of the five sences prime, (Now best complying with the place and time) Presenting Londons Mirrour, and this Glasse Shewes not alone what she is, or once was, But that the spacious Vniverse might see In her, what their great Cities ought to be; That every forraigne Magistrate from hence Might learne how to dispose his Opticke sence. Aspice saith, Looke toward and upon Desartfull men whom this Age frowneth on. And Despice cast downe thy powerfull eye On the poore wretch that doth beneath thee lye. Then Conspice take counsell first and pause With meditation, ere thou iudge a cause. Prospice bids looke a farre off, and view (Before conclude) what dangers may insue. Perspice wils, in sifting doubts, then scan The nature of the matter with the man. Let every cause be searcht, and duely sought, Saith Inspice, ere thou determinst ought. Circumspice saith, looke about to immure So great a charge, that all within be sure. Considerate Respice inioynes thee last, To cast thine eyes backe upon all things past. For Londons selfe, if they shall first begin To examine her without, and then within, What Architectures, Palaces, what Bowers, What Citadels, what turrets, and what towers? Who in her age grew pregnant, brought a bed Of a New Towne, and late delivered Of such a burthen, as in few yeares space, Can almost speake all tongues, (to her more grace.) Then her Cathedrals, Temples new reparing, An act of true devotion, no man sparing His helping hand; and many, 'tis well knowne, To further Gods house have forget their owne. Vnto her outward shape I doe not prize her, But let them come within to anatomize her. Her Praetor, scarlet Senate, Liveries, The ordering of her brave societies: Divine Astraea here in equall scale Doth ballance Iustice, Truth needes not looke pale, Nor poverty deiected, th'Orphants cause, And Widowes plea finde helpe; no subtile clause Can make demurre in sentence: a faire hearing, And upright doome in every Court appearing: Still to preserve her so, be't your indeavour, And she in you, you her shall live for ever. WE o a Valediction are confin'd, (Right Honoured) and intreat You beare in minde What was this Day presented: Your chiefe Saint A Martyr once of the Church militant, But now of the tryumphant, bids You spare Your selfe this Night: for to a World of Care You are ingag'd to morrow, which must last Till the whole progresse of Your Yeere be past. The Spheare-like Globe quadrated, lets You know, What Pro-Rex doth to the foure Scepters owe. Your Military honours, (in your Dayes Of lesse commnd) th' Imperiall Fort displayes, And Londons Mirrour, that all men may see What Magistrates have beene, and ought to be. Set is the Sunne long since, and now the Light Quite fayling us, Thrice Honourd Sir, good Night.