The Royal Entertainment of the Queen and Prince at Althorp (The Satyr) · chunk 2 of 4
Jonson, Ben · published 1604 · first performed or written 1603 [Jun 25] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti typicality 0.76 · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Pardon Lady this wild straine, Common with the Syluan traine. That do skip about this plaine: Elues, apply your Gyre againe. And whilst some do hop the ring, Some shall play, and some shall sing, Weele expresse in euery thing, Oranas well-comming. THis is shee, This is shee, In whose world of Grace Euery Season, Person, Place, That receiue her, happie be, For with no lesse, Then a Kingdomes happinesse, Doth shee priuate Lares blesse, And ours aboue the rest: By how mch we deserue it least. Long line To exceed (whom shee succeeds) our late Diana. Madame, now an end to make, Deigne a simple guift to take: Only for the Faeries sake, Who about you still shall wake. Tis done only to supply, His suspected courtesy, Who (since Thamyra did dye) Hath not brookt a Ladyes eye, Nor allow'd about his place, Any of the female race. Only we are free to trace All his grounds, as he to chase. For which Bountie to vs lent, Of him vnknowledgde, or vnsent, We prepar'd this Complement, And as farre from cheape intent, In particular to feede, Any hope that should succede. Or our glory by the deed, As your selfe are from the need. Vtter not; we you implore, Who did giue it, nor wherefore, And when euer you restore Your selfe to vs, you shall haue more. Highest, happiest Queene farewell, But beware you do not tell. Here the Faeries hopt away in a fantastique daunce, when on a sodaine the Satyre discouered himselfe againe and came oorth. Not tell? Ha, ha, I could smile, At this old, and toothlesse wile. dy, I haue beene no sleeper, Shee belies the noble Keeper. Say, that heere he like the Groues: And pursue no raine Loues, Is he therefore to be deemed, Rude, or saudge? or esteemed, But a sorry Entertainer, Cause he is no common strainer: After painted Nimphes for sauors, Or that in his Garbe he sauors Little of the nicey, In the sprucer Courtiery; As the Rosy of kisses, With the oath that neuer misses, This, Beleeue me on the brest, And then telling some mans iest, Thinking to preferre his wit, Equall with his suite by it, I meane his Clothes: No, no, no, Here doth no such humor flow. He can neither bribe a grace, Nor encounter my Lords face With a pliant smile, and flatter, Though this lately were some matter To the making of a Courtier. Now he hopes he shall resort there, Safer, and with more allowance▪ Since a hand hath gouernance, That hath giuen those Customes chase, And hath brought his owne in place. O that now a wish could bring, The God-like person of a King, Then should euen Enuiefinde, Cause of wonder at the minde Of our Wood-man: But loe where His Kingly Image doth appeare, And is all this while neglected: Pardon (Lord) you are respected Deepe as is the Keepers hart,
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Pardon Lady this wild straine, Common with the Syluan traine. That do skip about this plaine: Elues, apply your Gyre againe. And whilst some do hop the ring, Some shall play, and some shall sing, Weele expresse in euery thing, Oranas well-comming. THis is shee, This is shee, In whose world of Grace Euery Season, Person, Place, That receiue her, happie be, For with no lesse, Then a Kingdomes happinesse, Doth shee priuate Lares blesse, And ours aboue the rest: By how mch we deserue it least. Long line To exceed (whom shee succeeds) our late Diana. Madame, now an end to make, Deigne a simple guift to take: Only for the Faeries sake, Who about you still shall wake. Tis done only to supply, His suspected courtesy, Who (since Thamyra did dye) Hath not brookt a Ladyes eye, Nor allow'd about his place, Any of the female race. Only we are free to trace All his grounds, as he to chase. For which Bountie to vs lent, Of him vnknowledgde, or vnsent, We prepar'd this Complement, And as farre from cheape intent, In particular to feede, Any hope that should succede. Or our glory by the deed, As your selfe are from the need. Vtter not; we you implore, Who did giue it, nor wherefore, And when euer you restore Your selfe to vs, you shall haue more. Highest, happiest Queene farewell, But beware you do not tell. Here the Faeries hopt away in a fantastique daunce, when on a sodaine the Satyre discouered himselfe againe and came oorth. Not tell? Ha, ha, I could smile, At this old, and toothlesse wile. dy, I haue beene no sleeper, Shee belies the noble Keeper. Say, that heere he like the Groues: And pursue no raine Loues, Is he therefore to be deemed, Rude, or saudge? or esteemed, But a sorry Entertainer, Cause he is no common strainer: After painted Nimphes for sauors, Or that in his Garbe he sauors Little of the nicey, In the sprucer Courtiery; As the Rosy of kisses, With the oath that neuer misses, This, Beleeue me on the brest, And then telling some mans iest, Thinking to preferre his wit, Equall with his suite by it, I meane his Clothes: No, no, no, Here doth no such humor flow. He can neither bribe a grace, Nor encounter my Lords face With a pliant smile, and flatter, Though this lately were some matter To the making of a Courtier. Now he hopes he shall resort there, Safer, and with more allowance▪ Since a hand hath gouernance, That hath giuen those Customes chase, And hath brought his owne in place. O that now a wish could bring, The God-like person of a King, Then should euen Enuiefinde, Cause of wonder at the minde Of our Wood-man: But loe where His Kingly Image doth appeare, And is all this while neglected: Pardon (Lord) you are respected Deepe as is the Keepers hart,