Randolph, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1630 [licensed for stage, Nov 26] (Annals) pastoral · King's Revels Company · before the Court T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi typicality 0.83 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
Heaven shield Prince Oberon, and his honoured Lords! We are betrayed. Bow wow wow. Nay nay since you have made a sheep of my Brother I'll be a dog to keep him. O good Mopsus! Does not your Grace, most low and mighty Dorylas, Fear whipping now? Good Mopsus but conceal us, And I will promise by to morrow night To get thee Thestylis. I will ask leave Of the birds first. An owl? the bird of night; An owl That plainly shows that by to morrow night, shrieks. He may perform his promise. And I will. Why then I will conceal you. But your Grace Must think your Grace beholding to me. Well: We do●…. And thank the owl, she stood your friend. And for this time my witty Grace farewell. Nay be not so discourteous; Stay and take An apple first: you Iocalo give him one, And you another, and our Grace a third. Your Grace is liberal: But now I fear I am not he that must interpret th' Oracle. My brother will prevent me, to my grief I much suspect it, for this Dorylas A scarecrow cozened him most shamefully, Which makes me fear he's a more fool than I. So, we are clean got off: come noble Peers Of Fairy, come, attend our Royal Grace. Let's go and share our fruit with our Queen Mab, And th'other Dary maids: where of this theme We will discourse amidst our Cakes and Cream. Cum tot poma habeamus, Triumphos laeti iam canamus. Faunos' ego credam ortos Tantum ut frequentent hortos. I domum Oberon ad illas Quae nos manent nunc ancillas. Quarum osculemur sinum, Inter poma, lac, & vinum. I would have you to know The stilis, so I would, I am no dog, but mortal flesh and blood As you are. O be patient gentle Mopsus. 'Slid, fetch and carry! Nay good sweet heart Be not so angry. Angry? why 'twould anger A dog indeed to be so used, a dog! I would not use a dog so: bid a dog That comes of a good house to fetch and carry! Discourteous! ●…et him get dogs of his own, For I have got my neck out of the collar. Let him unkennell's Oracles himself For Mopsus, if I start or spring him one I'll dye the dog's death, and be hanged: mad fool! But Mopsus, you may now securely visit Me and my house: Amyntas, heaven be praised, Is now recovered of his wits again. How? and grown wise! Ceres be praised as ever. Shut up your doors then; Carduus Benedictus Or Dragon water may do good upon him. What mean you Mopsus? Mean I? what mean you To invite me to your house when 'tis infected? Infected? ay, Amyntas has the Wits. And do you think I'll keep him company? Though, as I told you still, I am suspicious Iocastus is the man that must—
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Heaven shield Prince Oberon, and his honour'd Lords! We are betraid. Bow wow wow. Nay nay since you have made a sheepe of my Brother I'le be a dog to keepe him. O good Mopsus! Does not your Grace, most lowe and mighty Dorylas, Feare whipping now? Good Mopsus but conceale us, And I will promise by to morrow night To get thee Thestylis. I will aske leave Of the birds first. An owle? the bird of night; An owle That plainly shewes that by to morrow night, shreekes. He may performe his promise. And I will. Why then I will conceale you. But your Grace Must thinke your Grace beholding to mee. Well: We do. And thanke the owle, she stood your friend. And for this time my witty Grace farewell. Nay be not so discourteous; Stay and take An apple first: you Iocalo give him one, And you another, and our Grace a third. Your Grace is liberall: But now I feare I am not hee that must interpret th' Oracle. My brother will prevent me, to my griefe I much suspect it, for this Dorylas A scarre-crow cozend him most shamefully, Which makes me feare hee's a more foole then I. So, we are clean got off: come noble Peeres Of Fairy, come, attend our Royall Grace. Let's goe and share our fruit with our Queen Mab, And th'other Dary maids: where of this theam We will discourse amidst our Cakes and Cream. Cum tot poma habeamus, Triumphos laeti iam canamus. Faunos ego credam ortos Tantum ut frequentent hortos. I domum Oberon ad illas Quae nos manent nunc ancillas. Quarum osculemur sinum, Inter poma, lac, & vinum. I would have you to know The stilis, so I would, I am no dog, but mortall flesh and blood As you are. O be patient gentle Mopsus. Slid, fetch and carry! Nay good sweet heart Be not so angry. Angry? why 'twould anger A dog indeed to be so us'd, a dog! I would not use a dog so: bid a dog That comes of a good house to fetch and carry! Discourteous! et him get dogs of his own, For I have got my neck out of the collar. Let him unkennell's Oracles himselfe For Mopsus, if I starte or spring him one I'le dye the dogs death, and be hang'd: mad foole! But Mopsus, you may now securely visit Mee and my house: Amyntas, heaven be prais'd, Is now recover'd of his wits again. How? and grown wise! Ceres be prais'd as ever. Shut up your doores then; Carduus Benedictus Or Dragon water may doe good upon him. What mean you Mopsus? Mean I? what mean you To invite me to your house when 'tis infected? Infected? I, Amyntas has the Wits. And doe you think I'le keepe him company? Though, as I told you still, I am suspitious Iocastus is the man that must—