Dekker, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1607] (Annals) history; allegory · Prince Henry's Men unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 423 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
THe Charms of silence through this Square be thrown, That an un-usde Attention (like a jewel) May hang at every ear, for we present Matter above the vulgar Argument: Yet drawn so lively, that the weakest eye, (Through those thin veils we hang between your sight, And this our piece) may reach the mystery: What in it is most grave, will most delight. But as in Landscape, Towns and Woods appear Small a far off, yet to the Optic sense, The mind shows them as great as those more near; So, winged Time that long ago flew hence You must fetch back, with all those golden years He stole, and here imagine still he stands, Thrusting his silver lock into your hands. There hold it but two hours, It shall from Graves Raze up the dead: upon this narrow floor Swell up an Ocean, (with an Armed Fleet,) And lay the Dragon at a doves softfeetes. These Wonders sit and see, sending as guides Your judgement, not your passions: passion slides, When judgement goes upright: for though the Muse (That's thus inspir'de) a Novel path does tread, she's free from foolish boldness, or base dread. Lo; scorn she scorns and envies rankling tooth, For this is all she does, she wakens Truth. THat we, in pomp●… peace, in god like splendour, With adoration of all dazzled eyes, Should breath thus long, and grow so full of days, Be fruitful as the Vine, in sons and daughters, (All Emperors, Kings, and Queens) that (like to Cedars Uprising from the breath of Lybanus, Or Olives nursed up by Ierusalem) Heightened our glories, whilst we held up them: That this vast Globe Terrestrial should be cantled, And almost three parts ours, and that the ons, Who suspiration draw out of this air, With vniuersall Aues, shows, and oes, Should us acknowledge to be head supreme To this great body (for a world of years:) Yet now, when we had made our Crown complete, And closed it strongly with a triple arch, And had enriched it with those precious jewels Few Princes ever see (white hairs) even now Our greatness hangs in balance, and the stamp Of our true , . By wh Ask these holy Fathers: Ask those our outcast sons: a throne usurped Our chair is counted, all our titles stolen. What blasphemy dare speak so? All our robes, Your vestments, (reverend, yet pontifical:) This sword, these keys, (that open kingdoms hearts To let in sweet obedience) All, but borrowed. What soul above the earth—
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THe Charmes of silence through this Square be throwne, That an vn-vsde Attention (like a Iewell) May hang at euery eare, for wee present Matter aboue the vulgar Argument: Yet drawne so liuely, that the weakest eye, (Through those thin vailes we hang betweene your sight, And this our peice) may reach the mistery: What in it is most graue, will most delight. But as in Lantskip, Townes and Woods appeare Small a farre off, yet to the Optick sence, The mind shewes them as great as those more neere; So, winged Time that long agoe flew hence You must fetch backe, with all those golden yeares He stole, and here imagine still hee stands, Thrusting his siluer locke into your hands. There hold it but two howres, It shall from Graues Raize vp the dead: vpon this narrow floore Swell vp an Ocean, (with an Armed Fleete,) And lay the Dragon at a Doues softfeete. These Wonders sit and see, sending as guides Your Iudgement, not your passions: passion slides, When Iudgement goes vpright: for tho the Muse (Thats thus inspir'de) a Nouell path does tread, Shee's free from foolish boldnes, or base dread. Loe; scorne she scornes and Enuies ranckling tooth, For this is all shee does, she wakens Truth. THat we, in pomp peace, in god like splendor, With adoration of dazeled eies▪ Should breath thus long, and grow so full of daies, Be fruitfull as the Vine▪ sonnes and daughters, (All Emperors, Kings, Queenes) that (like to Cedars Vprising from the bre Lyhanus, Or Oliues nurst vp by Ierusalem) Heightened our glories, whilst we held vp them: That this vast Globe Terrestriall should be cantled, And almost three parts ours, and that the ons, Who suspiration draw out of this aire, With vniuersall Aues, shows, and oes, Should vs acknowledge to be head supreame To this great body (for a world of yeares:) Yet now, when we had made our Crowne compleat, And clos'd it strongly with a triple arch, And had inrich'd it with those pretious jewels Few Princes uer see (white haires) euen now Our greatnesse hangs in ballance, and the stampe Of our true , . By wh Aske these holy Fathers: Aske those our out-cast sonnes: a throne vsurped Our chaire is counted, all our titles stolne. What blasphemy dare speake so? All our roabes, Your vestments, (reuerend, yet pontificall:) This sword, these keyes, (that open kingdoms hearts To let in sweet obedience) All, but borrowed. What soule aboue the earth—