A Looking Glass for London and England · chunk 1 of 39
Lodge, Thomas / Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) biblical play; moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
SO place ye on triumphant warriors, Make Venus lemon armed in all his pomp, Bash at the brightness of your hardy looks, For you the Viceroys and the Cavalires, That wait on Rasni's royal mightiness: Boast petty kings, and glory in your fates, That stars have made your fortunes climb so high, To give attend on Rafnies excellency, Am I not he that rules great Niniveh, Rounded with Lycus silver flowing streams, Whose city large Diametri contains, Even three days journeys length from wall to wall, Two hundred gates carved out of burnished brass, As glorious as the portoyle of the Sun, And for to deck heavens battlements with pride, Six hundred Towers that topless touch the clouds: This city is the footstool of your King, A hundreth Lords do honour at my féete, My sceptre straineth both the poralels, And now to t'enlarge the highness of my power, I have made Iudeas Monarch flee the field, And beat proud jeroboam from his holds, Winning from Cades to Samaria. Great jewries God that foiled stout Benhadab, Can not rebate the strength that Rasni brought, For be he God in heaven, yet viceroys know, Rasni is God on earth, and none but he. If lovely shape, feature by nature's skill, Passing in beauty fair Endymion's, That Luna wrapped within her snowy breasts, Or that sweet boy that wrought bright Venus' bane, Transformde unto a purple Hyacinth, If beauty Nunpareile in excellence, May make a King match with the Gods in degree, Rasni is God on earth, and none but he. If martial looks wrapped in a cloud of wars More fierce than Mars, lighteneth fro his eyes, Sparkling revenge and dire disparagement: If doughty deeds more haughty than any done, sealed with the smile of fortune and of fate, Matchless to manage Lance and Curtelex, If such high actions graced with victories, May make a King match with the Gods in degree, Rasni is God on earth, and none but he. If Pallas wealth. Uiceroyes enough, peace Paphlagon no more, Sée wheres my sister faire Remilia, Fairer than was the virgin Dania, That waits on Venus with a golden show, she that hath stolen the wealth of Rasnes looks, And tied his thoughts within her lovely locks, She that is loved, and love unto your King, See where she comes to gratulate my fame. Victorious Monarch, second unto Ioue, Mars upon earth, and Neptune on the Seas, Whose frown stroyes all the Ocean with a calm; Whose smile, draws Flora to display her pride, Whose eye holds wanton Venus at a gaze, Rasni the Regent of great Niniveh, For thou hast foiled proud Ieroboams force, And like the mustering breath of Aeolus, That overturns the pines of Libanon, Hast scattered jury and her upstart grooms, Winning from Cades to Samaria, Remilia greets thee with a kind salute, And for a present to thy mightiness, Gives thee a Globe folded within a ship, As King on earth and Lord of all the Seas, With such a welcome unto Nynivie As may thy sister's humble love afford.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
SO pace ye on tryumphant warriours, Make Venus Lemmon armd in al his pomp, Bash at the brightnesse of your hardy lookes, For you the Viceroyes and the Caualires, That wait on Rasins royall mightinesse: Boast pettie kings, and glory in your fates, That stars haue made your fortunes clime so high, To giue attend on Rasins excellence. Am I not he that rules great Niniuie, Rounded with Lycas siluer flowing streams, Whose Citie large Diametri containes, Euen thrée daies iournies length from wall to wall, Two hundreth gates carued out of burnisht brasse, As glorious as the portoyle of the Sunne, And for to decke heauens battlements with pride, Six hundreth Towers that toplesse touch the cloudes: This Citie is the footestoole of your King, A hundreth Lords do honour at my féete, My scepter straineth both the poralels, And now to t'enlarge the highnesse of my power, I haue made Iudeas Monarch flée the field, And beat proud Ieroboam from his holds, Winning from Cades to Samaria, Great Iewries God that foilde stout Benhadab, Could not rebate the strength that Rasni brought, For be he God in heauen, yet Uiceroyes know, Rasni is God on earth and none but he. If louely shape, feature by natures skill, Passing in beautie faire Endymions, That Luna wrapt within her snowy brests, Or that swéet boy that wrought bright Venus bane, Transformde vnto a purple Hiacynth, If beautie Nunpareile in excellence, May make a King match with the Gods in grée, Rasni is God on earth, and none but hée. If martial lookes wrapt in a cloud of wars More fierce then Mars, lightneth fro his eyes Sparkling reuenge and dyre disparagement: If doughtie déeds more haughtie then any done, Seald with the smile of fortune and of fate, Matchlesse to manage Lance and Curtelex. If such high actions grac'd with victories, May make a King match with the Gods in grée, Rasni is God on earth, and none but hée. If Pallas wealth. Uiceroyes inough, peace Paphlagon no more, Sée wheres my sister faire Remilia, Fairer then was the virgin Dania, That waits on Venus with a golden show, She that hath stolne the wealth of Rasnes lookes, And tide his thoughts within her louely lockes, She that is lou'd, and loue vnto your King, Sée where she comes to gratulate my fame. Uictorious Monarch, second vnto Ioue, Mars vpon earth, and Neptune on the Seas, Whose frowne stroyes all the Ocean with a calme, Whose smile, drawes Flora to display her pride, Whose eye holds wanton Venus at a gaze, Rasni the Regent of great Niniuie, For thou hast foyld proud Ieroboams force, And like the mustering breath of Aeolus, That ouerturnes the pines of Libanon, Hast scattered Iury and her vpstart groomes, Winning from Cades to Samaria, Remilia gréets thée with a kinde salute, And for a present to thy mightinesse, Giues thée a Globe folded within a ship, As King on earth and Lord of all the Seas, With such a welcome vnto Nyniuie As may thy sisters humble loue afford.