Londini Status Pacatus, or London's Peaceable Estate · chunk 1 of 4
Heywood, Thomas · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [Oct 29] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Nilus' an ancient River, known to excel Amongst those four, (which before Adam fell Watered the earthly Paradise) now claims A new alliance with his brother Thames. Martia, so called of Marsius, who to win The praise from great Apollo, lost his skin: Amphrisus, who his name shall ever keep, Since there Apollo kept Admetus' Sheep. Nor yet Cremera, by whose fertile side Three hundred and six Fabiuses at once died. Xantus, and Simois, those too famous floods, So often stained in Greek and Trojan bloods: Nor let Pharsalian Enepius boast In Caesar's triumph, o'er great Pompey's host: Deucalion brag not of Cephisus fored, Because near it lost mankind he restored: Caister of her Swans, Permessus clear, Proud that the Muses were delighted there. Pactolus, nor Idaspes, famed of old For glittering Channels, paved with pearl and gold. Let none of these compare with aged Nile, Who only breeds the weeping Crocodile. Who drew we hither to the Celebration, Of this your great loud voiced inauguration. Grave and judicious Praetor, O make me Your happy Emblem; since as I foresee By reason, that in Egypt falls no rain, There needs must be a dearth of grass and grain; Therefore, by frequent Inundations, I In my great care, that needful want supply: So Magistrates (of which you prime and best We must acknowledge) ought to the distressed: In your known gravity and goodness cast The future to provide for, salve what's past. My sevenfold Sceptres Hieroglyphic, tells Seven heads, from which (my mighty river swells, Seven liberal arts (by you maintained) express Your City's magnitude and worthiness. And as you see my Crocodiles I sway, (Monsters, which both by land and water prey) If any such here breed? as some no doubt, In place and Office may be; search them out: And then, what greater honour can you claim, Then such rude beasts like me to curb and tame? But y'are too long detained; I next commend you, Unto those Triumphs that on Land attend you. I Janus, the years Father, in my prime Almost as soon as either light, or time; Hither my servants the four Seasons bring Cold Winter, Autumn, Summer, and the Spring. Eleven Months are my Sons, my Daughter May Makes up the twelft: her Sister's Night, and Day Acknowledge me their Father: Girls of spleen So opposed, they never will at once be seen. The Hours my Handmaids are, which employed well, Shall make you in your Praetorship excel (As all the rest forenamed:) Behold this Key, With which I ope the gates of Land and Sea To the time future; being made by me To all your Trade, commerce, and Traffic free. Proceed and prosper, whilst the year forepast (As never more to come) I shut up fast; One face still looking back, least good Acts done Might be obscured in dark oblivion: As th'other forward, to see what's to do; Both for God's Honour, and your Countries to.
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
NIlus an ancient River, knowne to excell Amongst those foure, (which before Adam fell Watred the earthly Paradise) now claimes A new alliance with his brother Thames. Martia, so cald of Marsius, who to win The praise from great Apollo, lost his skin: Amphrisus, who his name shall ever keepe, Since there Apollo kept Admetus Sheepe. Nor yet Cremera, by whose firtile side Three hundred and sixe Fabij at once dide. Xantus, and Simois, those too famous floods, So often stain'd in Greeke and Trojan bloods: Nor let Pharsalian Enepeus boast In Caesars triumph, o're great Pompies hoast: Deucalion bragge not of Cephisus for'd, Because neere it lost man-kind he restor'd: Caister of her Swans, Permessus cleere, Proud that the Muses were delighted there. Pactolus, nor Idaspes, fam'd of old For glittering Channells, pav'd with pearle and gold. Let none of these compare with aged Nile, Who onely breeds the weeping Crocodile. Who drew we hither to the Celebration, Of this your great loud voyc'd inauguration. Grave and judicious Praetor, O make me Your happy Embleame; since as I foresee By reason, that in Aegypt falls no raine, There needs must be a dearth of grasse and graine; Therefore, by frequent Inundations, I In my great care, that needfull want supply: So Magistrates (of which you prime and best We must acknowledge) ought to the distrest: In your known gravity and goodnesse cast The future to provide for, salve what's past. My seven-fold Scepters Hierogliphick, tels Seven heads, from which (my mighty river swels, Seven liberall arts (by you maintaind) expresse Your Cities magnitude and worthinesse. And as you see my Crocodiles I sway, (Monsters, which both by land and water prey) If any such here breed? as some no doubt, In place and Office may be; search them out: And then, what greater honour can you claime, Then such rude beasts like me to curbe and tame? But y'are too long detain'd; I next commend you, Vnto those Triumphs that on Land attend you. I Janus, the yeares Father, in my prime Almost as soone as either light, or time; Hither my servants the foure Seasons bring Cold Winter, Autumne, Summer, and the Spring. Eleven Moneths are my Sonnes, my Daughter May Makes up the twelft: her Sisters Night, and Day Acknowledge me their Father: Girles of spleene So oppos'd, they never will at once bee seene. The Houres my Hand-maids are, which imploy'd well, Shall make you in your Praetor-ship excell (As all the rest fore-nam'd:) Behold this Key, With which I o'pe the gates of Land and Sea To the time future; being made by me To all your Trade, commerce, and Trafficke free. Proceede and prosper, whilst the yeare fore-past (As never more to come) I shut up fast; One face still looking backe, least good Acts done Might be obscur'd in darke oblivion: As th'other forward, to see what's to doe; Both for Gods Honour, and your Countryes to.