Wilson, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1589-1593] (Annals) moral · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?) T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.76 · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Indeed I cannot in thyself, For all is knave that is in thee. Sing one two and three, sing after me, And so shall we right well agree. Sir take no heed what he doth say, His foolish humour you do see, But tell me pray are you a Herald. I am. I should have rather took you to have been, Appelles prentice, you were with colours so provided. In ancient times have Heralds been esteemed, And held companions for the greatest Kings. Augustus Caesar made a law, so did Antonius too, That without heralds grave advice Princes should nothing do. Well then was then, these times are as they be. We now are feign to wait who grows to wealth, And come to bear some office in a town. And we for money help them unto Arms, For what cannot the golden tempter do? A lamentable thing it is, but tell us I entreat, Where might we find adored Mars. From hence sir you to Venus' Court must pass, Adown the hill, the way is steep, smooth, sleek as any glass. Go by the door of Dalliance, and if you there him miss Ask Niceness for she best can tell where her fair Lady is? Both day and night the doors are ope, The strongest closet door is but of feathers made, Rush boldly in, stand not to ask and never be afraid. At Venus' Court sir do you say that Mars is to be found? Gentleman we have told ye truth although unto our hearts it be a wound, For searching as we bid you sir, No doubt a wondrous hap, But you shall find God Mars asleep, On Lady Venus' lap. This one thing more, you cannot come The way you thither pass: 'tis dangerous, the hills too sleep and slippery all as glass. Take this of me, the fairest way from Venus' Court is beggary. There are more ways, but they are worse and threaten more extremity. I that's for such as thither pass, Of pleasure and of will: But these for other purpose go, Doubt therefore sir no ill. I thank you both that have us warned by your skill. I and I'll end with a Prophecy for your good will: You think it is a pleasant jest, To tell the times of peace and rest, But he that lives to ninety nine, Into the hundreds shall decline, Then shall they speak of a strange time: For it will be a wondrous thing, To see a Carter lodge with a King. towns shall be unpeopled seen, And markets made upon the green: This will be as true I tell ye all, As Cobblers use the thread and nawl. And so because that all men are but mortar, I leave the paltry Herald and the Porter. I pray thee come away, Gentlemen with thanks I take my leave. Adiew good sit. Farewell unto you both.
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Indeed I cannot in thy selfe, For all is knaue that is in thee. Sing one two and three, sing after mee, And so shall we right well agree. Sir take no heed what he doth say, His foolish humor you doo see, But tell me pray are you a Herrald. I am. I should haue rather tooke you to haue beene, Appelles prentise, you were with colours so prouided. In auntient times haue Heralds beene esteemd, And held companions for the greatest Kings. Augustus Caesar made a law, so did Antonius too, That without Herralds graue aduice Princes shoulde nothing doo. VVell then was then, these times are as they be. VVe now are faine to wait who growes to wealth, And come to beare some office in a towne. And we for money help them vnto Armes, For what cannot the golden tempter doe? A lamentable thing it is, but tell vs I intreate, VVhere might we finde adored Mars. From hence sir you to Venus Court must passe, Adowne the hill, the way is steepe, smooth, sleeke as any glasse▪ Goe by the dore of Dalliance, and if you there him mis Aske Nicenes for she best can tell where hir faire Lady is? Both day and night the dores are ope, The strongest closet dore is but of fethers made, Rush boldly in, stand not to aske and neuer be afraide. At Venus Court sir doe you say that Mars is to be found? Gentleman we haue told yee truth although vnto our harts it be a wound, For searching as wee bid you sir, No doubt a wondrous hap, But you shall finde God Mars a sleepe, On Lady Venus lap. This one thing more, you cannot come The way you thither passe: Tis dangerous, the hills too sleepe and slipperie all as glasse. Take this of me, the fairest way from Venus Court is beggerie. There are more waies, but they are worse and threaten more extreamitie. I thats for such as thither passe, Of pleasure and of will: But these for other purpose goe, Doubt therefore sir no ill. I thanke you both that haue vs warned by your skill. I and Ile end with a Prophecie for your good will: You thinke it is a pleasant iest, To tell the times of peace and rest, But hee that liues to ninetie nine, Into the hundreds shall decline, Then shall they speake of a strange time: For it will be a woondrous thing, To see a Carter lodge with a King. Townes shall be vnpeopled seene, And markets made vpon the greene: This will be as true I tell yee all, As Coblers vse the thred and nall. And so because that all men are but morter, I leaue the paltrie Herrald and the Porter. I pre thee come away, Gentlemen with thankes I take my leaue. Adiew good sit. Farewell vnto you both.