The Entertainment in Suffolk and Norfolk (Royal Entry of Queen Elizabeth into Norwich) · chunk 12 of 13
Churchyard, Thomas · published 1578 · first performed or written 1578 [Aug] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court unassigned nearest T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
methinks most fond, and weakly comes be here Alone to three, if we together stood: And though in deed, we buy the quarrel dear, And pay therefore, the sweetest of our blood, Yet let us show, the noble hearts of men, For since he sayth, we all our labour lose, Not one of us, shall need to sorrow then, Nor care a fig, howe'er the matter goes. AGreed, though I Dezart have double wrong, I will revenge the same by dint of sword, And you shall see, I will not dally long To do my best, sith I have spoke the word. Despaired men, dare fight with Fortune still, And scratch for life, as long as breath will last, When hope is gone, I know no better skill, But bide the brunt, till all the broil be passed. Let love and life, together make an end, The heart shall feel, and hand shall head defend. THough I speak last, that first found special grace, In foremost sight, look you for tender years, And judge him not, a Milksop by his face, That stoutly like a Man at need appears. Great scorn I think, good Fortune should have all, And reap the right, that labour long hath sown, Yea, Favour hath perhaps more friends at call, Than you would think, or to the world is known. WE Water nymphs have time to sport, & skip in every place, When days are long, & nights be short, & Phoebus hides his face, And hearing that there came a Queen, along this water side, So long as we poor silly nymphs, on land dare well abide, We dance, we hop, and bounce it up, in honour of her name, To whom Diana and her train, doth give immortal fame. WE shun the Sun, yet love the Moon, & hate the open light, We hide our heads amid the reeds, in blustering stormy night. In calmest weather do we play, yet seldom seen we are, We watch our times, and flee from those, that still do on us stare. We harm no wight, yet fearful be, to those that have no spirit, We are some hold of Women's sex, and glad with men to meet. THe Fairies are another kind, of elves that dance in dark, Yet can light Candles in the night, and vanish like a spark, And make a noise and rumbling great, among the dishes oft, And wake the sleepy sluggish Maids, that lies in Kitchen loft. And when in field, they tread the grass, from water we repair, And hop and skip, with them sometime, as weather waxeth fair. WHat rule is this, what tales tell you, what babble do you make? Will you tell secrets out of School? beware, if bugs awake You will be shent, come high you hence, can ye abide the view, The gaze, and staring such a while, of all this noble crew? Though that we came to honour her, that Gods on high have blessed, It is a shame for water nymphs, on earth so long to rest.
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ME thinkes most fond, and weakely commes bee heere Alone to three, if we togither stoode: And though in deede, we buy the quarrell deere, And pay therefore, the sweetest of our bloud, Yet let vs shew, the noble hearts of men, For since he sayth, we all our labour lose, Not one of vs, shall neede to sorow then, Nor care a figge, how ere the matter goes. A Gree, though I Dezart haue double wrong, I will reuenge the same by dint of sword, And you shall see, I will not dallie long To do my best, sith I haue spoke the word. Despayred men, dare fight with Fortune still, And scratch for life, as long as breath will last, VVhen hope is gone, I know no better skill, But bide the brunt, till all the broyle be past. Let loue and life, togither make an ende, The heart shall feele, and hand shall head defend. THough I speake last, that first found speciall grace, In formost ight, looke you for tender yeares, And iudge him not, a Milkesoppe by his face, That stoutely like a Man at neede appeares. Great skorne I thinke, good Fortune should haue all, And reape the right, that laboure long hath sowen, Yea, Fauoure hath perhappes more friends at call, Than you would thinke, or to the world is knowen. WE VVater Nimphs haue time to sport, & skip in euery place, VVhē days are lōg, & nights be short, & Phoebus hides his face▪ And hearing that there came a Queene, along this water side, So long as we poore silly Nimphes, on land dare well abide, VVe daunce, we hop, and bounse it vp, in honor of hir name, To whome Diana and hir trayne, doth giue immortall fame. VVE shun the Sunne, yet loue the Mone, & hate the open light, VVe hide our heads amid the Reedes, in blustring stormy night. In calmest weather do we play, yet seldome seene we are, VVe watch our times, and flee from those, that stil doe on vs stare. VVe harme no wight, yet fearefull be, to those that haue no spreete, VVe are some hold of VVomēs sexe, and gladde with mē to meete. THe Phayris are another kind, of eles that daunce in darke, Yet can light Candles in the night, and vanish like a sparke, And make a noyse and rumbling great, among the dishes oft, And wake the sleepie sluggish Maydes, that lyes in Kitchen loft. And when in field, they treade the grasse, from water we repayre, And hoppe and skippe, with thē sometime, as weather waxeth fayre▪ VVHat rule is this, what tales tel you, what bable do you make▪ VVill you tel secrets out of Schole? beware, if bugges awake You will be shent, come hye you hence, can yee abide the viewe, The gaze, and staring such a whyle, of all this noble crue? Though that we came to honor hir, that Gods on high haue blest, It is a shame for water Nimphes, on earth so long to rest.