Lyly, John · published 1597 · first performed or written 1593 [1590-1595] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.84 · 473 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Though rancour now be rooted from my heart, I feel it burdened in another sort: By day I think of nothing but of rule, By night my dreams are all of Empery. Mine ears delight to hear of sovereignty, My tongue desires to speak of princely sway, My eye would every object were a crown. Danae was fair, and Leda pleased me well, Lovely Calisco set my heart on fire: And in mine eye Europa was a gem, But in the beauty of this Paragon, Dame Nature far hath gone beyond herself, And in this one are all my loves contained. And come what can come, Iupiter shall prove, If fair Pandora will accept his love: But first I must discuss this heavenly cloud: That hides me from the sight of mortal eyes. Behold Pandora where thy lover sits, High Ioue himself, who ravished with thy blaze, Receives more influence than he powers on thee, And humbly sues for succour at thy hands. Why what art thou? more than Utopian swains? The king of Gods, one of immortal race, And he that with a beck controls the heavens. Why then Pandora doth exceed the heavens, Who neither fears nor loveth Iupiter. Thy beauty will excuse whate'er thou say, And in thy looks thy words are privileged. But if Pandora did conceive those gifts, That Ioue can give, she would esteem his love, For I can make thee Empress of the world, And seat thee in the glorious firmament. The words of Empress and of firmament, More please mine ears than Iupiter mine eyes: Yet if thy love be like to thy protest: Give me thy golden sceptre in my hand. But not as purchase of my precious love, For that is more than heaven itself is worth. There, hold the sceptre of Eternal Ioue, But let not Majesty increase thy pride. What lack I now but an imperial throne, And Ariadne's starlight Diadem. False perjured Iupiter and full of guile, Are these the fruits of thy new governments? Is Juno's beauty and thy wedlock vow, And all my kindness trodden under foot? was't not enough to fancy such a trull. But thou must yield thy sceptre to her hand? I thought that Ganymede had weaned thy heart, From lawless lust of any woman's love: But well I see that every time thou strayest, Thy lust but looks for strumpet stars below. Why know, Pandora scorns both Ioue and thee, And there she lays his sceptre on the ground. This shall with me to our Celestial court, Where gods (fond Iupiter) shall see thy shame: And laugh at Love for tainting Majesty, And when you please, you will repair to us, But as for thee, thou shameless counterfeit: Thy pride shall quickly lose her painted plumes, And feel the heavy weight of Juno's wrath.
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Though rancor now be rooted from my hart▪ I feele it burdened in an other sort: By day I thinke of nothing but of rule, By night my dreames are all of Empery. Mine eares delight to heare of Soueraingtie, My tongue desires to speake of princely sway, My eye would euery obiect were a crowne. Danae was fayre, and Laeda pleasd me well, Louely Calisco set my hart on fyre: And in mine eye Europa was a gemme, But in the beauty of this Paragon, Dame Nature far hath gone beyond her selfe, And in this one are all my loues conteind. And come what can come, Iupiter shall prooue, If fayre Pandora will accept his loue: But first I must discusse this heauenly clowde: That hydes me from the sight of mortall eyes. Behold Pandora where thy louer sits, High Ioue himselfe, who rauisht with thy blaze, Receiues more influence then he powers on thee▪ And humbly sues for succour at thy hands. VVhy what art thou? more then Vtopian swaines? The king of Gods, one of immortall race, And he that with a beck controules the heauens. VVhy then Pandora dooth exceed the heauens, VVho neither feares nor loueth Iupiter. Thy beauty will excuse what ere thou say, And in thy lookes thy words are priuiledgd. But if Pandora did conceiue those gifts, That Ioue can giue, she would esteeme his loue, For I can make thee Empresse of the world, And seate thee in the glorious firmament. The words of Empresse and of firmament, More please mine eares then Iupiter mine eyes: Yet if thy loue be lyke to thy protest: Giue me thy golden scepter in my hand. But not as purchase of my precious loue, For that is more then heauen it selfe is worthe. There, hold the scepter of Eternall Ioue, But let not Maiestie encrease thy pride. VVhat lack I now but an imperiall throne, And Ariadnaes star-lyght Diadem. False periurd Iupiter and full of guile, Are these the fruites of thy new gouernment ▪ Is Iunoes beauty and thy wedlock vowe, And all my kindnesse troden vnder foote? VVast not enough to fancie such a trull. But thou must yeeld thy sceptet to her hand? I thought that Ganimede had wened thy hart, From lawlesse lust of any womans loue: But well I see that euery time thou strayest, Thy lust but lookes for strumpet stars belowe. VVhy know, Pandora scornes both Ioue and thee, And there she layes his scepter on the ground. This shall with me to our Celestiall court, VVhere gods (fond Iupiter) shall see thy shame: And laugh at Loue for tainting Maiestie, And when you please, you will repaire to vs, But as for thee, thou shamelesse counterfet: Thy pride shall quickly loose her painted plumes, And feele the heauy weight of Iunoes wrath.