Lyly, John · published 1592 · first performed or written 1589 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
To enjoy a fair Lady in love, and want fair gold to give: to have thousands of people to fight, and no penny to pay, will make one's mistress wild, and his soldiers tame. Iupiter was a god, but he knew gold was a greater: and flew into those grates with his golden wings, where he could not enter with his swans wings. What staid Atlanta's course with Hippomanes? an apple of gold; what made the three goddesses strive? an apple of gold. If therefore thou make not thy mistress a goldfinch, thou mayst chance to find her a wagtail: believe me, Res est ingeniosa dare. Besides, how many gates of cities this golden key hath opened, we may remember of late, and aught to fear hereafter. That iron world is worn out, the golden is now come, Sub jove nunc mundus jussa sequare iovis. Gold is but the guts of the earth. I had rather have the earths guts, than the moons brains. What is it that gold cannot command, or hath not conquered? justice herself, that sitteth wimpled about the eyes, doth it not because she will take no gold, but that she would not be seen blushing when she takes it: the balance she holdeth are not to weigh the right of the cause, but the weight of the bribe: she will put up her naked sword if thou offer her a golden scabbard. Cease you to dispute, I am determined. It is gold, Bacchus, that Midas desireth, let every thing that Midas toucheth be turned to gold, so shalt thou bless thy guest, and manifest thy godhead. Let it be gold Bacchus. Midas thy wish cleaveth to thy last word. Take up this stone. Fortunate Midas. It is gold Mellacrites, gold, it is gold. This stick. Gold Mellacrites, my sweet boy all is gold: for ever honoured be Bacchus, that above measure hath made Midas fortunate. If Midas be pleased Bacchus is, I will to my temple with Silenus, for by this time there are many to offer unto me sacrifices: Paenam pro munere poscis. Come my Lords, I will with gold pave my court, and deck with gold my turrets, these petty islands near to Phrygia shall totter, and other kingdoms be turned topsy-turvy: I will command both the affections of men, and the fortunes. Chastity will grow cheap where gold is not thought dear. Celia, chaste Celia shall yield. You my Lords shall have my hands in your houses, turning your brazen gates to fine gold. Thus shall Midas be monarch of the world, the darer of fortune, the commander of love. Come let us in. We follow, desiring that our thoughts may be touched with thy finger, that they also may become gold. Well I fear the event, because of Bacchus last words, paenam pro munere poscis. Tush, he is a drunken god, else he would not have given so great a gift. Now it is done, I care not for any thing he can do. THou servest Mellacrites, and I his daughter, which is the better man?
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To enioy a faire Ladie in loue, and wante faire gold to geue: to haue thousands of people to fight, and no peny to paye, wil make ones mistresse wilde, and his soldiers tame. Iupiter was a god, but he knew gold was a greater: and flewe into those grates with his golden winges, where he coulde not enter with his Swannes wings. What staide Atlantas course with Hippoma? an apple of gold; what made the three goddesses striue? an apple of gold. If therfore thou make not thy mistres a goldfinch, thou mayst chance to find her a wagtaile: beleeue me, Res est ingeniosa dare. Besides, how many gates of cities this golden key hath opened, we may remember of late, and ought to feare hereafter. That iron world is worne out, the golden is now come, Sub Ioue nunc mundus iussa sequare Iouis. Gold is but the guts of the earth. I had rather haue the earthes guttes, then the Moones braines. What is it that gold cannot cōmand, or hath not conquered? Iustice her selfe, that sitteth wimpled about the eyes, doth it not because shee will take no gold, but that she would not be seene blushing when she takes it: the ballance she holdeth are not to weie the right of the cause, but the weight of the bribe: she wil put vp her naked sword if thou offer her a golden scabberd. Cease you to dispute, I am determined. It is gold, Bacchus, that Mydas desireth, let euery thing that Mydas toucheth be turned to gold, so shalt thou blesse thy guest, and manifest thy godhead. Let it be golde Bacchus. Midas thy wish cleaueth to thy last word. Take vp this stone. Fortunate Mydas. It is gold Mellacrites, gold, it is gold. This stick. Gold Mellacrites, my sweet boy al is gold: for euer honoured be Bacchus, that aboue measure hath made Mydas fortunate. If Mydas be pleased Bacchus is, I will to my temple with Silenus, for by this time there are many to offer vnto me sacrifices: Paenam pro munere poscis. Come my Lords, I wil with golde paue my court, and deck with gold my turrets, these petty ilands neer to Phrygia shal totter, and other kingdoms be turned topsie turuie: I wil commaund both the affections of men, and the fortunes. Chastitie wil growe cheape where gold is not thought deere. Celia, chast Celia shall yeeld. You my Lords shall haue my handes in your houses, turning your brasen gates to fine gold. Thus shal Mydas be monarch of the world, the darer of fortune, the commander of loue. Come let vs in. We follow, desiring that our thoughtes may be touched with thy finger, that they also may become gold. Wel I feare the euent, because of Bacchus last words, paenam pro munere poscis. Tush, he is a dronken god, els he woulde not haue geuen so great a gift. Now it is done, I care not for any thing he can doe. THou seruest Mellacrites, and I his daughter, which is the better man?