Arches of Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London) · chunk 2 of 6
Dekker, Thomas / Jonson, Ben / Middleton, Thomas / Harrison, Stephen / Ruytinck, Simon / Cool, Jacob / Thorius, Raphael · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 [Mar 15] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 492 words
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(Glad, that this day so long denied, is viewed) I tender thee the heartiest welcome, yet That ever King had to his empire's seat: never came man, more longed for, more desired And being come, more reverenced, loved, admired: Hear, and record it:" In a Prince it is " No little virtue, to know who are his. With like devotions, do I stoop t'embrace This springing glory of thy Godlike race; His country's wonder, Hope, Love, Ioy and Pride: How well doth he become the royal side Of this erected, and broad spreading Tree, Under whose shade may Britain ever be. And from this branch, may thousand branches more Shoot o'er the Main, and knit with every shore In bonds of Marriage, Kindred, and Increase; And style this Land, the Navel of their peace. This is your servants wish, your City's vow, Which still shall propagate itself, with you; And free from spurs of Hope, that slow minds move: He seeks no hire, that owes his life to Love. And here she comes that is no less a part In this days greatness, then in my glad heart. Glory of Queens, and Glory of your Name, Whose Graces do as far outspeak your Fame, As Fame doth silence, when her Trumpet rings You Daughter, Sister, Wife of several Kings: Besides Alliance, and the style of Mother, In which one title you drown all your other. Instance, be that fair shoot, is gone before Your eldest joy, and top of all your store, With those, whose sight to us is yet denied, But not our zeal to them, or ought beside This City can to you: For whose estate She hopes you will be still good Advocate To her best Lord. So, whilst you mortal are, No taste of sour mortality once dare Approach your house; nor Fortune greet your Grace But coming on, and with a forward face. ALL hail mighty Monarch! we (the Italians) full of joy to behold thy most happy presence, and full of hopes to enjoy a felicity under thy Royal wing, do wish and pray for the health of thy Majesty. Behold, here we are all; mean in merit: few in number: but towards thy Sovereign self, in our loves great, in our duties more. For neither Atlas, who bears up heaven, no nor the Arched roof itself of heaven, can by many-many degrees reach to the top and glorious height of a good and virtuous kings deservings. And such a one is he, whom (Good God!) most lively, most wisely, and in wonderful colours, thou didst then pencil down in thine own person, when thou saidst those people were blessed, where a Philosopher rules, and where the Ruler plays the Philosopher. All hail thou royalest of Kings; live thou mightiest of Princes: Reign thou wisest of Monarchs in all prosperity: these are the wishes of us Italians: the hearty wishes of us all: All, even All.
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(Glad, that this day so long deny'd, is viewd) I tender thee the heartiest welcome, yet That euer King had to his Empires seate: Neer came man, more long'd for, more desir'd And being come, more reuerenc'd, lou'd, admir'd: Heare, and record it: " In a Price it is " No little vertue, to knowe who are is. With like deuotions, do I stoopet'embrace This springing glory of thy Godlike race; His Countries wonder, Hope, Loue, Ioy and Pride: How well dooth he become the royall side Of this erected, and broad spreading Tree, Vnder whose shade may Brittane euer be. And from this branch, may thousand branches more Shoote or'e the Maine, and knit with euery shore In bonds of Mariage, Kinred, and Increase; And stile this Land, the Naill of their peace. This is your Seruants wish, your Cities vow, Which still shall propagate it selfe, with you; And free from spurres of Hope, that slow minds : " He seekes no hire, that owes his life to Loue. And heere she comes that is no lesse a part In this dayes greatnesse, then in my glad heart. Glory of Queenes, and Glory of your Name, Whose Graces do as farre out-speake your Fame, As Fame doth silence, when her Trumpet rings You Daughter, Sister, Wife of seuerall Kings: Besides Alliance, and the stile of Mother, In which one title you drowne all your other. Instance, be that faire shoote, is gone before our eldest Ioy, and top of all your store, With those, whose sight to vs is yet deni'd, But not our zeale to them, or ought beside This City can to you: For whose estate She hopes you will be still good Aduocate To her best Lord. So, whilst you mortall are, No taste of sower mortalitie once dare Approach your house; nor Fortune greete your Gra But comming on, and with a forward face. ALL haile mightie Monarch! wee (the Italians) full of Ioy to behold thy most happie presence, and full of hopes to inioy a felicitie vnder thy Royall wing, doe wish and pray for the health of thy Maiestie. Behold, here wee are all; meane in merite: fewe in number: but towards thy Soueraigne selfe, in our loues great, in our duties more. For neither Altas, who beares vp heauen, no nor the Arched roofe it selfe of heauen, can by many-many degrees reach to the toppe and glorious height of a good and vertuous Kinges deseruings. And such a one is he, whome (Good God!) most liuely, most wisely, and in wonderfull colours, thou didst then pencill downe in thine owne person, when thou saydst those people were blest, where a Philosopher rules, and where the Ruler playes the Philosopher. All haile thou royallest of Kinges; liue thou mightiest of Princes: Reigne thou wisest of Monarches in all prosperitie: these are the wishes of vs Italians: the hearty wishes of vs all: All, euen All.