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Arches of Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London) · chunk 4 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 T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi · 585 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.

A double Crown, of Laurel and of Gold, O let my voice pass through thy Royal care, And whisper thus much, that we figure here. A new Arabia, in whose spiced Nest, A Phoenix lived, and died in the suns breast, Her loss made Sight, in Tears to drown her eyes, O say? to virtues Fount what has befell, That thus her Veins shrink up. We cannot tell. Behold the fivefold guard of Sense, which keeps the sacred stream, sits drooping: near them sleep, Two horrid monsters: Fame, summon each sense, To tell the cause of this strange Accidence. The Ear grew deaf, Taste like a Sick-man lies, Finding no relish: Every other Sense Forgot his office, Worth and excellence, Whereby this Fount of Virtue 'gan to freeze, Threatened to be drunk up by two enemies, Snaky Detraction, and Oblivion, But at thy glorious presence both are gone. Thou being that sacred Phoenix, that doth rise, From th'ashes of the first; Beams from thine eyes So virtually shining, that they bring To England's new Arabia, a new spring: For joy whereof, Nymphs, Senses, Hours and Fame, Echo-loud Hymns to his Imperial name. MOST happy Prince, pardon me, that being mean in habit, and wild in appearance (for my richest livery is but leaves, and my stateliest dwelling but in the woods) thus rudely with piping Sylvans, I presume to intercept your Royal passage. These are my walks, yet stand I not here to cut off your way, but to give it a full and a bounteous welcome, being a messenger sent from the Lady Eirene my mistress; those that sleep under the warmth of her wings adore her by the Sacred and Celestial name of Peace; her daughter Euporia (well known by the name of Plenty) is at this present with her, (being indeed never from her side:) Under yonder Arbour they sit, which after the daughter's name is called Hortus Euporiae (Plenties Bower.) Chaste are they both, and both maidens, in memory of a Virgin to whom they were Nurse-children, for whose sake (because they were bound to her for their life) me have they charged to lay at your Imperial feet, (being your hereditary due) the tribute of their love. And with it thus to say. That they have languished many heavy months for your presence, which to them would have been, (and proud they are that it shall be now so) of the same operation and influence, that the Sun is to the Spring, and the Spring to the Earth; hearing therefore what treble preferment you have bestowed upon this day, wherein besides the beams of a glorious Sun, two other clear and gracious Stars shine cheerfully on these her homely buildings; Into which (because no duty should be wanting) she hath given leave even to Strangers, to be sharers in her happiness, by suffering them to bid you likewise welcome: By me (once hers, now your vassal) she entreats, and with a knee sinking lower than the ground on which you tread, do I humbly execute her pleasure, that ere you pass further, you would deign to walk into yonder Garden. The Hesperides live not there, but the Muses, and the Muses no longer than under your protection. Thus far am I sent to conduct you thither, prostrately begging this grace (since I dare not, as being unworthy, Lackey by your Royal side) that yet these my green Followers and myself may be Joyful forerunners of your expected approach. Away Syluans.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayArches of Triumph (The Royal Entry of King James I into London)
AuthorDekker, Thomas / Jonson, Ben / Middleton, Thomas / Harrison, Stephen / Ruytinck, Simon / Cool, Jacob / Thorius, Raphael
Publication year (edition)1604
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [Mar 15]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [Mar 15]
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 489 · TCP A02732 · DEEP 381
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 117–143 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 6 in this edition
Length585 words · 786 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T55 — Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desire at 0.799
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)
A double Crowne, of Lawrell and of Gold, O let my voyce passe through thy Royall care, And whisper thus much, that we figure here. A new Arabia, in whose spiced Nest, A Phoenix liu'd, and dide in the Sunnes brest, Her losse made Sight, in Teares to drowne her eyes, O say? to Vertues Fount what has befell, That thus her Veines shrinke vp. We cannot tell. Behold the fiue-fold guard of Sense, which keepes the sacred streame, sits drooping: neare them sleepe, Two horrid monsters: Fame, summon each sense, To tell the cause of this strange Accidence. The Eare grew deaffe, Taste like a Sick-man lyes, Finding no rellish: Euery other Sence Forgat his office, Worth and excellence, Whereby this Fount of Vertue gan to freeze, Threatned to be drunke vp by two enemies, Snaky Detraction, and Obliuion, But at thy glorious presence both are gone. Thou being that sacred Phoenix, that doth rise, From th'ashes of the first; Beames from thine eyes So vertually shining, that they bring To Englands new Arabia, a new spring: For Ioy whereof, Nymphes, Sences, Howres and Fame, Eccho-loud Hymnes to his Imperiall name. MOST happie Prince, pardon me, that beeing meane in habite, and wild in appearance (for my richest liuery is but leaues, and my stateliest dwelling but in the woods) thus rudely with piping Syluancs, I presume to intercept your Royall passage. These are my walkes, yet stand I not here to cut off your way, but to giue it a full and a bounteous welcome, beeing a messenger sent from the Lay Eirene my mistresse; those that sleepe vnder the warmth of her winges adore her by the Sacred aud Celestiall name of Pace; her daughter Euporia (well knowne by the name of Plenty) is at this present with her, (being indeed neuer from her side:) Vnder yonder Arbor they it▪ which after the daughters name is called Hortus Euporiae (Plenties Bower.) Chast are they both, and both maidens, in memory of a Virgine to whom they were Nuse-children, for whose sake (because they were bound to her for their life) me haue they charged to lay at your Imperiall eete, (being your hereditary due) the tribute of their loue. And with it thus to say. That they haue languished many heauy moneths for your presence, which to them would haue bene, (and proud they are that it shall be now so) of the same operation and influence, that the Sunne is to the Spring, and the Spring to the Earth; hearing therefore what treble preferment you haue bestowed vpon this day, wherein besides the beames of a glorious Sunne, two other cleere and gracious Starres shine cheerefully on these her homely buildings; Into which (because no du should be wanting) she hath giuen leaue euen to Strangers, to be sharers in her happinesse, by suffering them to bid you likewise welcome: By me (once hers, now your vassaile) shee intreates, and with a knee sinking lower then the ground on which you treade, do I humbly execute her pleasure, that re you passe further, you would deigne to walke into yonder Garden. The Hesperides liue not there, but the Muses, and the Muses no longer than vnder your protection. Thus farre am I sent to conduct you thither, prostrately begging this grace (since I are not, as being vnworthy, Lackey by your Royall side) that yet these my greene Followers and my selfe may be oyfull foreunners of your expected approch. Away Syluans.