Hymenaei, or the Solemnities of Masque and Barriers at a Marriage (Truth versus Opinion) · chunk 2 of 4
Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [Jan 5] (Annals) masque T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.72 · 467 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
COnuey them, ORDER, to their places, And ranke them so, in seuerall traces, As they may set their mixed Powers Vnto the Musique of the Howers; And THESE, by ioyning with them, know In better temper how to flow: Whilst I (from their abstracted Names) Report the vertues of the Dames. First CVRIS comes to decke the Brides faire Tresse. Care of the oyntments VNXIA doth professe. IVGA, her office to make one of twaine: GAMELIA sees that they should so remaine. Faire ITERDVCA leades the Bride her way; And DOMIDVCA home her steppes doth stay; CINXIA the mid, quit of her Zone, defends; TELIA (for HYMEN) perfects all, and ends. NOw, now, beginne to set Your spirits in actiue heate; And, since your hands are met, Instruct your nimble feete, In motions, swift, and meete, The happy ground to beate: Whilst all this Roofe doth ring, And each discording string. With uery varied voyce, In VNION doth reioyce. SVch was the Golden Chaine let downe from Heauen; And not those linkes more euen, Then these: so sweetly temper'd, so combin'd By VNION, and refin'd. Here no contention, enuy, griefe, deceit, Feare, iealousie haue weight; But all is peace, and loue, and faith, and blisse: What harmony like this? The gall, behinde the altar quite is throwne; This sacrifice hath none. Now no affections rage, nor humors swell; But all composed dwell. O IVNO, HYMEN, HYMEN, IVNO! who Can merit with you two? Without your presence, VENVS can doe nought, Saue what with shame is bought; No father can himselfe a parent show, Nor any house with prospe'rous issue grow. O then! What deities will dare With HYMEN, or with IVNO to compare? THinke, yet, how night doth wast, How much of time is past, What more then winged hast Your selues would take, If you were but to tast The ioy, the night doth cast (O might it euer last) On this bright virgin, and her happy make. SEe, see! the bright Idalian starre, That lighteth louers to their warre, Complaynes, that you her influence loose; While thus the night-sports you abuse. THe longing bridegroome, in the porch, Shewes you againe, the bated torch; And thrice hath IVNO mixt her ayre With fire, to summon your repayre. SEe, now shee cleane with-drawes her light; And (as you should) giues place to night, That spreades her broad, and blackest wing Vpon the world, and comes to bring A thousand seuerall colour'd loues, Some like sparrowes, some like doues, That hop about the nuptiall-roome, And flutt'ring there (against you come) Warme the chaste bowre, which CYPRIA strowes, With many a lilly, many a rose. HAste therefore, haste, and call, away: The gentle night is prest to pay The vsurie of long delights, Shee owes to these protracted rites.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 65–140 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 4 in this edition
Length
467 words · 767 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T12 — Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and Marscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.719 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T28 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
COnuey them, ORDER, to their places, And ranke them so, in seuerall traces, As they may set their mixed Powers Vnto the Musique of the Howers; And THESE, by ioyning with them, know In better temper how to flow: Whilst I (from their abstracted Names) Report the vertues of the Dames. First CVRIS comes to decke the Brides faire Tresse. Care of the oyntments VNXIA doth professe. IVGA, her office to make one of twaine: GAMELIA sees that they should so remaine. Faire ITERDVCA leades the Bride her way; And DOMIDVCA home her steppes doth stay; CINXIA the mid, quit of her Zone, defends; TELIA (for HYMEN) perfects all, and ends. NOw, now, beginne to set Your spirits in actiue heate; And, since your hands are met, Instruct your nimble feete, In motions, swift, and meete, The happy ground to beate: Whilst all this Roofe doth ring, And each discording string. With uery varied voyce, In VNION doth reioyce. SVch was the Golden Chaine let downe from Heauen; And not those linkes more euen, Then these: so sweetly temper'd, so combin'd By VNION, and refin'd. Here no contention, enuy, griefe, deceit, Feare, iealousie haue weight; But all is peace, and loue, and faith, and blisse: What harmony like this? The gall, behinde the altar quite is throwne; This sacrifice hath none. Now no affections rage, nor humors swell; But all composed dwell. O IVNO, HYMEN, HYMEN, IVNO! who Can merit with you two? Without your presence, VENVS can doe nought, Saue what with shame is bought; No father can himselfe a parent show, Nor any house with prospe'rous issue grow. O then! What deities will dare With HYMEN, or with IVNO to compare? THinke, yet, how night doth wast, How much of time is past, What more then winged hast Your selues would take, If you were but to tast The ioy, the night doth cast (O might it euer last) On this bright virgin, and her happy make. SEe, see! the bright Idalian starre, That lighteth louers to their warre, Complaynes, that you her influence loose; While thus the night-sports you abuse. THe longing bridegroome, in the porch, Shewes you againe, the bated torch; And thrice hath IVNO mixt her ayre With fire, to summon your repayre. SEe, now shee cleane with-drawes her light; And (as you should) giues place to night, That spreades her broad, and blackest wing Vpon the world, and comes to bring A thousand seuerall colour'd loues, Some like sparrowes, some like doues, That hop about the nuptiall-roome, And flutt'ring there (against you come) Warme the chaste bowre, which CYPRIA strowes, With many a lilly, many a rose. HAste therefore, haste, and call, away: The gentle night is prest to pay The vsurie of long delights, Shee owes to these protracted rites.