Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1589 [1586-1590] (Annals) comedy · Queen Elizabeth's Men T20 Hercules: labours, suffering and virtue typicality 0.80 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T20: hercules, hercles, ioue, deianeira, alcides, hand, lo, death, skies, hell.
Now Monarchs' hath the german found his match. Bestir thee Iaquis take not now the foil, Lest thou dost lose what foretime thou didst gain. Bacon, wilt thou dispute. No, unless he were more learned than Vandermast. For yet tell me, what hast thou done? Raised Hercules to ruinated that tree, That Bongay mounted by his magic spells. Set Hercules to work. Now Hercules, I charge thee to thy task, Pull off the golden branches from the root. Idare not, Seest thou not great Bacon here, Whose frown doth act more than thy magic can. By all the thrones and dominations, Virtues, powers and mighty Herarchies, I charge thee to obey to Vandermast. Bacon, that bridles headstrong Belcephon, Andrules A●menoth guide erof the North: Binds me from yielding unto Vandermast. How now Vandermast, have you met with your match. Never before wast known to Vandermast, That men held devils in such obedient awe, Bacon doth more than art or else I fail. Why Vandermast art thou overcome, Bacon dispute with him, and try his skill: I come not Monatckes for to hold dispute, With such a novice as is Vandermast, I come to have your royalties to dine With Friar Bacon Heere in Brazennose, And for this German troubles but the place And holds this audience with a long suspense, I'll send him to his Accademie hence, Thou Hercules whom Vandermast did raise, Transport the German unto Haspurge strait, That he may learn by travail 'gainst the springs, More secret dooms and Aphorisms of art, Vanish the tree and thou away with him. Why Bacon whether dost thou send him, To Haspurge there your highness at return, Shall find the Germane in his study safe. Bacon, thou hast honoured England with thy skill, And made fair Oxford famous by thine art, I will be English Henry to thyself, But tell me shall we dine with thee to day. With me my Lord, and while I fit my cheer, See where Prince Edward comes to welcome you: Gracious as the morning star of heaven, Is this Prince Edward Henry's royal son, How martial is the figure of his face, Yet lovely and beset with Amorets. Ned, where hast thou been. At Framingham my Lord, to try your bucks. I they could scape they teisers or the toile: But hearing of these lordly Potentates Landed, and prograst up to Oxford town, I posted to give entertain to them, Chief to the Almain Monarch, next to him, And joint with him, Castille and Saxony, Are welcome as they may be to the English Court. Thus for the men, but see Venus appears, Or one that overmatch eth Venus in her shape, Sweet Ellinor, beauties highswelling pride, Rich nature's glory, and her wealth at once: Fair of all fairs, welcome to Albion, Welcome to me, and welcome to thine own, If that thou dainst the welcome from myself.
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Now Monarcks hath the Germain found his match. Beſtirre thee Iaquis take not now the foile, Leaſt thou doeſt looſe what foretime thou didſt gaine. Bacon, wilt thou diſpute. Noe, vnleſſe he were more learnd than Vandermaſt. For yet tell me, what haſt thou done? Raiſd Hercules to ruinate that tree, That Bongay mounted by his magicke ſpels. Set Hercules to worke. Now Hercules, I charge thee to thy taske, Pull off the golden branches from the roote. Idare not, Seeſt thou not great Bacon heere, Whoſe frowne doth act more than thy magicke can. By all the thrones and dominations, Vertues, powers and mightie Herarchies, I charge thee to oby to Vandermaſt. Bacon, that bridles headſtrong Blcephon Andrules Amenoth guid erof the North: Bindes me from yeelding vnto Vandermaſt. How now Vandermaſt, haue you met with your match. Neuer before waſ knowne to Vandemaſt, That men held duils in ſuch obedient awe, Bacon doth more than art or els I faile. Why Vandermaſt art thou ouercome, Bacon diſpute with him, and tri his skill: I come not Monatckes for to hold diſpute, With ſuch a nouice as is Vandermaſt, I come to haue your royalties to die With Frier Baon eere in Brazennoſe, And for this Germane oubles but the place And holds this audience wih a long ſuſpence, Ile ſed him to his Accademie hence, Thou Hercules whom Vandermaſt did raiſe, Tranſport the Germane vnto Haſpurge ſtraight, That he may learne by trauaile gainſt the ſprings, More ſecret doomes and Aphoriſmes of art, Vaniſh the tree and thou away with him. Why Bacon whether doeſt thou ſend him, To Haſpurge there your highneſſe at returne, Shall finde the Germane in his ſtudie ſafe. Bacon, thou haſt honoured England with thy skill, And made faire Oxford famous by thine art, I will be Engliſh Henrie to thy ſelfe, But tell me ſhall we dine with thee to day. With me my Lord, and while I it my cheere, See where Prince Edward comes to welcome you: Gratious as the morning ſtarre of heauen, Is this Prince Edward Henries royall ſonne, How martall i the figur of his face, Yt louely and bet with Amorets. Nd, where haſt thou been. At Framingham my Lord, to trie your buckes. I they could ſcape they teiſers or the toile: But hearing of theſe lordly Potentates Landed, and prograſt vp to Oxford towne, I poſted to giue entertaine to them, Chiefe to the Almaine Monarke, next to him, And ioynt with him, Caſtile and Saxonie, Are welcome as they may b to the Engliſh Court. Thus for the men, but ſee Venus appeares, Or one that ouermatch eth Venus in her ſhape, Sweete Ellinor, beauties highſwelling pride, Rich natures glorie, and her wealth at once: Faire of all faires, welcome to Albion, Welcome to me, and welcome to thine owne, If that thou dainſt the welcome from my ſelfe.