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The Coronation Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London) · chunk 4 of 4

Jonson, Ben · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 [Mar 15] (Annals)
entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 512 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.

THe long a Laments, I spent for ruined Troy, Are dried; and now mine eyes run tears of joy. No more shall men suppose Electra dead, Though from the consort of her sisters fled Unto the b Arctic circle, here to grace, And guild this day with her c serenest Face: And see, my d daughter Iris hasts to throw Her Rose at wings, in compass of a bow, About our state, as e sign of my approach Attracting to her seat from f Mithras coach, A thousand different, and particular hews, Which she throughout her body doth diffuse. The Sun, as loath to part from this half sphere, Stands still; and Phoebe labours to appear In all as bright (if not as rich) as he: And, for a note of more serenity, My six g fair Sisters hither shift their lights; To do this hour the utmost of her Rites. Where lest the captious, or profane might doubt, How these clear heavenly bodies come about All to be seen at once; yet neithers light Eclipsed, or shadowed by the other's sight: Let Ignorance know, great King, this Day is thine, And doth admit no Night; but all do shine As well nocturnal, as diurnal fires, To add unto the flame of our desires. Which are (now thou hast closed up h JANUS gates, And given so general peace to all estates) That no offensive mist, or cloudy stain May mix with splendour of thy golden reign; But, as th' hast freed thy i Chamber, from the noise Of War and Tumult; thou wilt power those joys Upon k this Place, which claims to be l the Seat Of all thy Kingly race: the Cabinet To all thy Counsels; and the judging Chair To this thy special Kingdom. Whose so fair And wholesome Laws, in every Court, shall strive By equity, and their first Innocence to thrive; The base and guilty bribes of guiltier men Shall be thrown back, and justice look, as when She loved the earth, and feared not to be sold For that, m which worketh all things to it, Gold. The Dam of other evils, Avarice Shall here lock down her jaws, and that rude vice Of ignorant, and pitied Greatness, Pride, Decline with shame; Ambition now shall hide Her face in dust, as dedicate to sleep, That in great Portals wont her watch to keep. All ills shall fly the light: Thy Court be free No less from Envy, then from Flattery; All Tumult, Faction, and harsh Discord cease, That might perturb the music of thy Peace: The querulous Nature shall no longer find Room for his Thoughts: One pure consent of mind Shall flow in every breast, and not the Air, Sun, Moon, or Stars shine more serenely fair. This from that loud, blessed Oracle, I sing Who here, and first pronounced, thee Britain's King Long mayst thou live, and see me thus appear, As ominous n a Comet, from my Sphere, Unto thy reign; as that o did auspicate So lasting glory to Augustus' state.
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PlayThe Coronation Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London)
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1604
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [Mar 15]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [Mar 15]
Genre (British Drama)entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 459 · TCP A04637 · DEEP 5059.01
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 195–256 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 4 in this edition
Length512 words · 677 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.713
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
THe long Laments, I spent for ruin'd Troy, Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of Ioy. No more shall men suppose Electra dead, Though from the consort of her sisters fled Vnto the Arctick circle, here to grace, And guild this day with her serenest Face▪ And see, my daughter Iris hasts to throw Her Rose at wings, in compasse of a bow, About our state, as signe of my approch Attracting to her seate from Mithras coach, A thousand different, and particular hewes, Which shee throughout her body doth diffuse. The Sunne, as loath to part from this halfe spheare, Stands still; and Phoebe labors to appeare In all as bright (if not as rich) as hee: And, for a note of more serenity, My sixe faire Sisters hether shift their lights; To do this hower the vtmost of her Rites. Where least the captious, or prophane might doubt, How these cleare heauenly bodyes come about All to be seene at once; yet neithers light Eclips'd, or shadow'd by the others sight: Let Ignorance know, great King, this Day is thine, And doth admit no Night; but all do shine As well nocturnall, as diurnall fiers, To adde vnto the flame of our desiers. Which are (now thou hast closd vp IANVS gates, And giu'n so generall peace to all estates) That no offensiue mist, or cloudie staine May mixe with splendor of thy golden raigne; But, as th' ast free'd thy Chamber, from the noyse Of Warre and Tumult; thou wilt powre those ioyes Vpon this Place, which claimes to be the Seate Of all thy Kingly race: the Cabinet To all thy Counsels; and the iudging Chayre To this thy speciall Kingdome. Whose so faire And wholsome Lawes, in euery Court, shall striue By Aequity, and their first Innocence to thriue; The base and guiltie bribes of guiltier men Shall be throwne back, and Iustice looke, as when She lou'd the earth, and feard not to be sold For that, which worketh all things to it, Gold. The Dam of other euils, Auarice Shall here lock downe her Iawes, and that rude vice Of ignorant, and pittied Greatnesse, Pride, Decline with shame; Ambition now shall hide Her face in dust, as dedicate to sleepe, That in great Portalls wont her watch to keepe. All ills shall flie the light: Thy Court be free No lesse from Enuie, then from Flatterie; All Tumult, Faction, and harsh Discord cease, That might perturbe the musique of thy Peace: The querulous Nature shall no longer finde Roome for his Thoughts: One pure concent of minde Shall flowe in euery brest, and not the Ayre, Sunne, Moone, or Starres shine more serenely faire. This from that lowd, blest Oracle, I sing Who here, and first pronounc'd, thee Brittaines King Long maist thou liue, and see me thus appeare, As omenous a Comet, from my Spheare, Vnto thy raigne; as that did auspicate So lasting glory to Augustus state.