The Seven Champions of Christendom · chunk 32 of 43
Kirke, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [1634-1638] (Annals) romance · Red Bull Company (second) · Red Bull T56 Magic, spells and conjuring typicality 0.83 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T56: magic, faustus, charms, charm, conjure, spirits, skill, ho, power, spells.
Correct thy fear affrighted fantasy Against these fond illusions, see they are vanished; Come unto pleasures turn, they but abuse thy thoughts. O great Argalio, call thy ablest charms, Never had Art more need to help her Mistress: Three bold adventurous Knights prepare themselves To ruin thee. and thy Leonides: Aurela, Queen of this unhappy Kingdom, Has given her best advice to further them. Be careful of your charge, Down to the infernal vaults, call up The Legion of the lower World, and throw hell's vengeance on them: Come my Leonides, away with fear, Should these charms fail, which to mistrust were poor, My Art should help thee with ten thousand more. Sure I have lost mine eyes, or else am walked Into eternal darkness: I have read how wise Ulysses saw the under world, conversed with bold Achilles and the Greeks, and then returned alive To earth again, but Fables help but weakly, Imitate what really I feel I have lost, My fellows in this endless night; till now Their voyees kept me company. Ho Denis, Denis. Here, here. Where art thou man? Wading through fire, and buffetting with air. Where's Patrick? Here, here. Where's my noble Spaniard? Here, my friend. We all came several ways then? But a worse than I have ventured, never Man set foot to: first through a Lake that Lybias Deserts yield not more hot contagions, Venom that has struck confused terror Throughout all my limbs, and pierced my armours Closure, then was I fain to interpose my shield, Betwixt me and that ponderous weight, that fell, As if some Castles ruins had fall'n down, To crush me into nothing. Mulciber like I walked through fire, And as the Salamander bathed in the flames, Winding his body in a stream of sulphur, So the devouring heat encompassed me. But I had music in my passage friends, The Whistler and the screech-owl joined their songs, The boding Ravens made the consort up, And with their multitudes pressed me to earth; But here the air breathes cold and gently on us: Is not yond light? or being enured to darkness, Have not our eyes forgot their faculties? 'Tis light; what's here, a Pillar, and a Tablet on't? The lively Taper, which not only clears our eyes, So long invaded with Cimmerian mists, but gives Us light, by viewing this Inscription, thereby For to unfold this dark Aenigma. Read Denis. Read, and wonder, you that be not be Not borne to end this prodigy. The golden Fleece, which Iason sought, In emblem must be hither brought, The Flower de Luce and Harp must join, Before the Riddle you untwine. Iberia's earth must yield a Knight, That must extinguish this great light. By the same water must be found, That borne was on unvenomed ground. A gallion Helmet, that must hold The water that these Charms unfold; That done, this land resumes her rest, And all Enchantments here depressed.
Red Bull;Phoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)
romance
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 1085 · TCP A04874 · DEEP 909
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 1762–1833 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 32 of 43 in this edition
Length
491 words · 675 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T56 — Magic, spells and conjuringcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.827 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T45 · seed 44: T51 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Correct thy feare affrighted fantaſie Againſt theſe fond illuſions, ſee they are vaniſht; Come unto pleaſures turne, they but abuſe thy thoughts. O great Argalio, call thy ableſt charmes, Never had Art more need to helpe her Miſtreſſe: Three bold adventerous Knights prepare themſelves To ruine thee▪ and thy Leonides: Aurela, Queene of this unhappy Kingdome, Has given her beſt advice to further them. Be carefull of your charge, Downe to the infernall vaults, call up The Legion of the lower World, and throw Hels vengeance on them: Come my Leonides, away with feare, Should theſe charmes faile, which to miſtruſt were poore, My Art ſhould helpe thee with tenne thouſand more. Sure I have loſt mine eyes, or elſe am walkt Into eternall darkneſſe: I have read how wiſe Vlyſſes ſaw the under world, convers'd with bold Achylles and the Greekes, and then returnd alive To earth agen, but Fables helpe but weakly, Imitate what really I feele I have loſt, My fellowes in this endleſſe night; till now Their voyees kept me company. Ho Denis, Denis. Here, here. Where art thou man? Wading through fire, and buffetting with aire. Where's Patricke? Here, here. Where's my noble Spaniard? Here, my friend. We all came ſeverall waies then? But a worſe than I have ventur'd, never Man ſet foote to: firſt through a Lake that Lybias Deſarts yeeld not more hot contagions, Venome that has ſtrooke confuſed terrour Throughout all my limbes, and pierc'd my armours Cloſure, then was I faine to enterpoſe my ſhield, Betwixt me and that pondrous weight, that fell, As if ſome Caſtles ruines had falne downe, To cruſh me into nothing. Mulciber like I walkt through fire, And as the Salamander bathed in the flames, Winding his body in a ſtreame of ſulphure, So the devouring heate incompaſt me. But I had muſicke in my paſſage friends, The Whiſtler and the Screech-Owle joyn'd their ſongs, The boding Ravens made the conſort up, And with their multitudes preſt me to earth; But here the ayre breaths cold and gently on us: Is not yon light? or being inur'd to darkneſſe, Have not our eyes forgot their faculties? 'Tis light; what's here, a Pillar, and a Tablet on't? The lively Taper, which not onely cleares our eyes, So long invaded with Cimerian miſts, but gives Vs light, by viewing this Inſcription, thereby For to unfold this darke Aenigma. Read Denis. Read, and wonder, you that be not be Not borne to end this prodigie. The golden Fleece, which Iaſon ſought, In embleme muſt be hither brought, The Floure de Luce and Harpe muſt ioyne, Before the Riddle you untwine. Iberis earth muſt yeeld a Knight, That muſt extinguiſh this great light. By the ſame water muſt be found, That borne was on unvenom'd ground. A gallion Helmet, that muſt hold The water that theſe Charmes unfold; That done, this land reſumes her reſt, And all Inchantments here depreſt.