News from the New World Discovered in the Moon · chunk 5 of 6
Jonson, Ben · published 1641 · first performed or written 1620 [Jan 7] (Annals) masque · before the Court unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 458 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
Yes, but the Coaches are much o'the nature of the Ladies, for they go only with wind. Pretty, like China-waggons. Ha' they any places of meeting with their Coaches, and takeing the fresh open air, and than covert when they please, as in our Hyde-park, or so? Above all the Hide-parkes in Christendom, far more hiding and private, they do all in clouds there; they walk i'the clouds, they sit i'the clouds, they lie i'the clouds, they ride and tumble i'the clouds, their very Coaches are clouds. But ha' they no Carmen to meet and break their Coaches? Alas! Carmen, they will over a Carman there, as he will do a Child here; you shall have a Coachman with cheeks like a trumpeter, and a wind in his mouth blow him afore him as far as he can see him; or skirre over him with his bats wings a mile and a half, ere he can steer his wry neck to look where he is. And they ha' their new Wells too, and physical waters I hope to visit all time of year? Your Tunbridge, or the Spa itself are mere puddle to'em: When the pleasant months o'the year come, they all flock to certain broken Islands which are called there, the Isles of delight: By clouds still? What else? Their Boats are clouds too. Or in a mist; the mists are ordinary i'the Moon, a man that owes money there, needs no other protection; only buy a mist and walk in't, he's never discerned, a matter of a Baubee does it. Only one Island they have, is called the Isle of the Epecaenes, because there under one Article both kinds are signified, for they are fashioned alike, male and female the same, not heads and broad hats, short doublets, and long points; neither do they ever untruss for distinction, but laugh and lie down in Moonshine, and stab with their poniards; you do not know the delight of the Epicaenes in Moonshine. And when they ha' tasted the springs of pleasure enough, and bild, and kissed,, and are ready to come away; the she's only lay certain eggs (for they are never with Child there,) and of those eggs are disclosed a race of Creatures like men, but are indeed a sort of Fowl, in part covered with feathers (they call 'em Volatees), that hop from Island to Island, you shall see a covey of'hen if you please presently. Yes faith, 'tis time to exercise their eyes, for their ears begin to be weary. Than know, we do not move these wings so soon, On which our Poet mounted to the Moon Menippus-like; but all twixt it and us, Thus clears and helps to the presentment, thus.
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Yes, but the Coaches are much o'the nature of the Ladies, for they goe onely with wind. Prittie, like China-waggons. Ha' they any places of meeting with their Coaches, and takeing the freſh open aire, and then covert when they pleaſe, as in our Hide-Parke, or ſo? Above all the Hide-parkes in Chriſtendome, farre more hiding and private, they doe all in clouds there; they walke i'the clouds, they ſit i'the clouds, they lie i'the clouds, they ride and tumble i'the clouds, their very Coaches are clouds. But ha' they no Carmen to meet and breake their Coaches? Alas! Carmen, they will over a Carman there, as hee will doe a Child here; you ſhall have a Coachman with cheekes like a trumpeter, and a wind in his mouth blow him afore him as farre as he can ſee him; or skirre over him with his batts wings a mile and a halfe, ere hee can ſteere his wry necke to looke where he is. And they ha' their new Wells too, and phiſicall waters I hope to viſit all time of yeare? Your Tunbridge, or the Spaw it ſelfe are meere puddle to'em: When the pleaſant moneths o'the yeare come, they all flocke to certaine broken Iſlands which are called there, the Iſles of delight: By clouds ſtill? What elſe? Their Boates are clouds too. Or in a miſt; the miſts are ordinary i'the Moone, a man that owes money there, needs no other protection; onely buy a miſt and walk in't, hee's never diſcern'd, a matter of a Baubee doe's it. Onely one Iſland they have, is call'd the Iſle of the Epecaenes, becauſe there under one Article both kindes are ſignified, for they are faſhioned alike, male and female the ſame, not heads and broad hats, ſhort doublets, and long points; neither do they ever untruſſe for diſtinction, but laugh and lie downe in Moone-ſhine, and ſtab with their ponyards; you doe not know the delight of the Epicaenes in Moon-ſhine. And when they ha' taſted the ſprings of pleaſure enough, and bild, and kiſt,, and are readie to come away; the ſhee's only lay certain egges (for they are never with Child there,) and of thoſe egges are diſcloſed a race of Creatures like men, but are indeed a ſort of Fowle, in part covered with feathers (they call 'hem Volatees), that hop from Iſland to Iſland, you ſhall ſee a covey of'hen if you pleaſe preſently. Yes faith, tis time to exerciſe their eies, for their eares begin to be wearie. Then know, we doe not move theſe wings ſo ſoone, On which our Poet mounted to the Moone Menippus-like; but all twixt it and us, Thus cleares and helpes to the preſentment, thus.