News from the New World Discovered in the Moon · chunk 6 of 6
Jonson, Ben · published 1641 · first performed or written 1620 [Jan 7] (Annals) masque · before the Court unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
WE have all this while (though the Muse's Heralds) adventured to tell your Majesty no news; for hitherto we have moved rather to your delight, than your belief. But now be pleased to expect a more noble discovery worthy of your ear, as the object will be your eye; A race of your own, formed, animated, lightened, and heightened by you, who rapt above the Moon far in speculation of your virtues, have remained their entranced certain hours, with wonder of the piety, wisdom, Majesty reflected by you, on them, from the Divine light, to which only you are less. These by how much higher they have been carried from earth to contemplate your greatness, have now conceived the more haste and hope in this their return home to approach your goodness; and led by that excellent likeness of yourself, the truth, imitating Procritus endeavour, that all their motions be formed to the music of your peace, and have their ends in your favour, which alone is able to resolve and thaw the cold they have presently contracted in coming through the colder Region. HOw ere the brightness may amaze, Move you, and stand not still at gaze, As dazzled with the light; But with your motions fill the place, And let their fullness win your Grace, Till you collect your sight. So while the warmth you do confess, And temper of these Rays no less, To quicken than refine: You may by knowledge grow more bold, And so more able to behold The body whence they shine. NOw look and see in yonder throne, How all those beams are cast from one. This is that Orb so bright, Has kept your wonder so awake; Whence you as from a mirror take The Suns reflected light. Read him as you would do the book Of all perfection, and but look What his proportions be; No measure that is thence contrived, Or any motion thence derived, But is pure harmony. NOt that we think you weary be, for he That did this motion give, And made it so long live, Can likewise give it perpetuity. Nor that we doubt you have not more, and store Of changes to delight, For they are infinite, As is the power that brought forth those before. But since the earth is of his name, and fame So full you cannot add, Be both the first, and glad To speak him to the Region whence you came. Look, look already where I am, bright fame, Got up unto the sky, thus high, Upon my better wing, to sing The knowing King, And make the music here, With yours on earth the same. Join than to tell his name, and say but JAMES is he; All ears will take the voice, And in the tune rejoice, Or truth hath left to breath, and fame hath left to be. See, what is that this music brings, And is so carried in the air about? Fame that doth nourish the renown of Kings, And keeps that fair, which envy would blot out.
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VVE have all this while (though the Muſes Heralds) adventured to tell your Majeſtie no newes; for hitherto we have mov'd rather to your delight, than your beleife. But now be pleaſed to expect a more noble diſcovery worthie of your eare, as the object will be your eye; A race of your owne, form'd, animated, lightned, and heightned by you, who rapt above the Moone far in ſpeculation of your vertues, have remain'd their intranc'd certaine houres, with wonder of the pietie, wiſedome, Majeſty reflected by you, on them, from the Divine light, to which onely you are leſſe. Theſe by how much higher they have beene carried from earth to contemplate your greatneſſe, have now conceiv'd the more haſte and hope in this their returne home to approach your goodneſſe; and led by that excellent likeneſſe of your ſelfe, the truth, imitating Procritus endeavour, that all their motions be form'd to the muſicke of your peace, and have their ends in your favour, which alone is able to reſolve and thaw the cold they have preſently contracted in comming through the colder Region. HOw ere the brightneſſe may amaze, Move you, and ſtand not ſtill at gaze, As dazeled with the light; But with your motions fill the place, And let their fulneſſe win your Grace, Till you collect your ſight. So while the warmth you doe confeſſe, And temper of theſe Raies no leſſe, To quicken then refine: You may by knowledge grow more bold, And ſo more able to behold The bodie whence they ſhine. NOw looke and ſee in yonder throne, How all thoſe beames are caſt from one. This is that Orbe ſo bright, Has kept your wonder ſo awake; Whence you as from a mirrour take The Suns reflected light. Read him as you would doe the booke Of all perfection, and but looke What his proportions be; No meaſure that is thence contriv'd, Or any motion thence deriv'd, But is pure harmonie. NOt that we thinke you wearie be, for he That did this motion give, And made it ſo long live, Could likewiſe give it perpetuitie. Nor that we doubt you have not more, and ſtore Of changes to delight, For they are infinite, As is the power that brought forth thoſe before. But ſince the earth is of his name, and fame So full you cannot adde, Be both the firſt, and glad To ſpeake him to the Region whence you came. LOoke, looke alreadie where I am, bright fame, Got up unto the skie, thus high, Vpon my better wing, to ſing The knowing King, And make the muſicke here, With yours on earth the ſame. Joyne then to tell his name, and ſay but JAMES is he; All eares will take the voyce, And in the tune rejoyce, Or truth hath left to breath, and fame hath left to be. See, what is that this muſicke brings, And is ſo carried in the ayre about? Fame that doth nouriſh the renowne of Kings, And keepes that fayre, which envie would blot out.