The Coronation Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London) · chunk 1 of 4
Jonson, Ben · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 [Mar 15] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
TIme, Fate, and Fortune have at length conspired, To give our Age the day so much desired. What all the minutes, hours, weeks, months, and years, That hang in file upon these silver hairs, Could not produce, beneath the a Brittane stroke, The Roman, Saxon, Dane, and Norman a yoke, This point of Time hath done. Now London rear Thy forehead high, and on it strive to wear Thy choicest Gems; Teach thy steep Towers to rise Higher with people: Set with sparkling eyes Thy spacious windows; and in every street, Let thronging joy, Love, and Amazement meet. Cleave all the air with shouts, and let the cry Strike through as long, and universally As Thunder; For, thou now art blessed to see That sight, for which thou didst begin to be. When b Brutus' plough first gave thee infant bounds, And I, thy GENIUS walked auspicious rounds In every c furrow; Then did I forelook, And saw this day d marked white in e Clotho's book. The several f Circles, both of change and sway, Within this Isle, there also figured lay: Of which the greatest, perfectest, and last Was this, whose present happiness we taste. Why keep you silence Daughters? What dull peace Is this inhabits you? Shall Office cease Upon th'aspect of him, to whom you owe More than you are, or can be? Shall TIME know That Article, wherein your flame stood still, And not aspired? Now heaven avert an ill Of that black look. Ere pause possess your breasts I wish you more of plagues:" Zeal when it rests, Leaves to be Zeal. Up thou tame RIVER, wake; And from thy liquid limbs this slumber shake: Thou drownest thyself in inofficious sleep; And these thy sluggish waters seem to creep, Rather than flow. Up, rise, and swell with pride Above thy banks." Now is not every Tide. TO what vain end should I contend to show My weaker powers, when Seas of pomp o'erflow The cities face: and cover all the shore With sands more rich than a Tagus wealthy ore? When in the flood of joy, that comes with him, He drowns the world; yet makes it live and swim, And spring with gladness: Not my fishes here, Though they be dumb, but do express the cheer Of these bright streams. No less may b These, and I Boast our delights, albe't we silent lie. Indeed, true Gladness doth not always speak: joy bred, and borne but in the tongue, is weak. Yet (lest the fervour of so pure a flame As this my City bears, might lose the name, Without the apt eventing of her heat) Know greatest JAMES (and no less good, than great.) In the behalf of all my virtuous Sons, Whereof my a eldest there, thy pomp foreruns, (A Man without my flattering, or his Pride, As worthy, as he's b blessed to be thy guide) In his grave name, and all his brethren's right, (Who thirst to drink the Nectar of thy sight) The Council, Commoners, and Multitude;
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TIme, Fate, and Fortune have at length conspir'd, To giue our Age the day so much desir'd. What all the minutes, houres, weekes, months, and yeares, That hang in file vpon these siluer haires, Could not produce, beneath the Brittane stroke, The Roman, Saxon, Dane, and Norman yoke, This point of Time hath done. Now London reare Thy forehead high, and on it striue to weare Thy choisest Gems; Teach thy steepe Towres to rise Higher with people: Set with sparkling eies Thy spacious windowes; and in euery streete, Let thronging Ioy, Loue, and Amazement meete. Cleaue all the ayre with showes, and let the cry Strike through as long, and vniuersally As Thunder; For, thou now art blist to see That sight, for which thou didst beginne to bee. When Brutus plough first gaue thee infant boūds, And I, thy GENIVS walk't auspicious rounds In euery furrow; Then did I forelooke, And saw this day mark't white in Clotho's booke. The seuerall Circles, both of change and sway, Within this Isle, there also figur'd lay: Of which the greatest, perfectest, and last Was this, whose present happinesse we taste. Why keep you silence Daughters? What dull peace Is this inhabites you? Shall Office cease Vpon th'aspect of him, to whom you owe More then you are, or can be? Shall TIME knowe That Article, wherein your flame stoode still, And not aspir'd? Now heauen auert an ill Of that blacke looke. Ere pause possesse your breasts I wish you more of plagues: "Zeale when it rests, Leaues to be Zeale. Vp thou tame RIVER, wake; And from thy liquid limbes this slumber sake: Thou drown'st thy selfe in inofficious sleepe; And these thy sluggish waters seeme to creepe, Rather than flow. Vp, rise, and swell with pride Aboue thy bankes. "Now is not euery Tyde. TO what vaine end should I contend to show My weaker powres, when Seas of pompe o'reflow The Citties face: and couer all the shore With sands more rich than Tagus wealthy ore? When in the flood of Ioy, that comes with him, He drownes the world; yet makes it liue and swimme, And spring with gladnesse: Not my fishes heere, Though they be dumbe, but doe expresse the cheere Of these bright streames. No lesse may These, and I Boast our delights, albe't we silent lie. INdeede, true Gladnesse doth not alwayes speake: Ioy bred, and borne but in the tongue, is weake. Yet (lest the feruor of so pure a flame As this my Citty beares, might loose the name, Without the apt euenting of her heate) Know greatest IAMES (and no lesse good, than great.) In the behalfe of all my vertuous Sonnes, Whereof my eldest there, thy pompe forerunnes, (A Man without my flattring, or his Pride, As worthy, as hee's blest to be thy guide) In his graue name, and all his Brethrens right, (Who thirst to drinke the Nectar of thy sight) The Councell, Commoners, and Multitude;