Dekker, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1607] (Annals) history; allegory · Prince Henry's Men T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi typicality 0.84 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
Besides The harvest which he seeks is reapde already: We have bestowed it. Here then dies our suit. Now shall you try with what impatience That bay tree will endure a little fire, My Lord, my Lord, Such swelling spirits hid with humble looks, Are kingdoms poisons, hung on golden hooks, I hope he'll prove none such. Such men oft prove. Valleys that let in rivers to confound The hills above them, though themselves lie drowned, My Lord, I like not calm and cunning seas That to have great ships taken or distressed, Suffer base galleys to creep over their breast, Let course hearts wear course skins: you know our wil. Which (as a doom divine) I shall fulfil. Thrown down, or raised? All hopes (for this) are gone, ome planet stands in opposition. Umh: So. Now Doctor Paridell. An humble suit, I am grown bold finding so free a giver, Where beggars once take alms, they look for't ever. You ha' been sworn our servant long. Tenne yeares. (uing) And we should wrong you; since you take vs gi- Too let you go with life, that should want living, What is it we can grant you. I ha' been by two great Fairies in your land, (Oppressed I dare not say) but so beaten down, And sunk so low now with my last disgrace, That all my happy thoughts lie in the dust, Ashamed to look up yet: most humbly therefore Beg I your gracious leave that I may vary, This native Air for Forren. Oh you would travel, You may, you have our leave: Challenge our hand. Storms are at Sea, when it is calm at land. The Sea-God hath upon your maiden shores, (On Dolphin's backs that pity men distressed) In safety setta people that implores, The Sovereign mercy flowing from your breast. What people are they? Neighbours: 'tis the nation, With whom our Fairies interchange commerce, And by negotiation grown so like us, That half of them are Fairies: th'other half Are hurtful Spirits, that with sulphurous breath Blast their corn fields, deface their temples, cloth their towns in mourning, poison hallowed founts, And make their goodliest Cities stand (like tombs) Full of dead bodies, or (like palaces, From whence the Lords are gone) all desolate. They have but 17. daughters young and fair, Vowed to live vestals, and to know the touch Of any forced or unreverend hand. Yet Lust and Avarice (to get their dowers) Lay barbarous siege against their chastity, Threaten to ravish them, to make their bodies The temples of pollution, or their beds, Graves where their honours shall lie buried, They pray to have their virgins wait on you, That you would be their mother, and their nurse, Their Guardian and their Governor; when Princes Have their lives giuen'em, fine and golden threads Are drawn and spun (for them) by the good fates, That they may lift up others in low states.
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Besides The haruest which he seekes is reapde already: We haue bestowed it. Here then dies our sute. Now shall you trie with what impatience That bay tree will endure a little fire, My Lord, my Lord, Such swelling spirites hid with humble lookes, Are kingdoms poysons, hung on golden hookes, I hope heele proue none such. Such men oft proue. Valleyes that let in riuers to confound The hils aboue them, tho themselues lie drounde, My Lord, I like not calme and cunning seas That to haue great ships taken or distrest, Suffer base gallyes to creepe ore their breast, Let course harts weare course skins: you know our wil. Which (as a doome diuine) I shall fulfill. Thrown downe, or raizd? All hopes (for this) are gone, ome planet stands in opposition. Vmh: So. Now Doctor Paridell. An humble suite, I am growne bold finding so free a giuer, Where beggers once take almes, they looke for't euer. You ha beene sworne our seruant long. Tenne yeares. (uing) And we should wrong you; since you take vs gi- To let you goe with life, that should want liuing, What is it we can grant you. I ha beene by two great Fayries in your land, (Opprest I dare not say) but so beaten downe, And suncke so low now with my last disgrace, That all my happy thoughts lie in the dust, Asham'd to looke vp yet: most humbly therefore Begge I your gratious leaue that I may vary, This natiue Aire for Forren. Oh you would trauell, You may, you haue our leaue: Challenge our hand. Stormes are at Sea, when it is calme at land. The Sea-God hath vpon your maiden shoares, (On Dolphins backes that pittie men distrest) In safetie setta people that implores, The Soueraigne mercie flowing from your brest. What people are they? Neighbours: tis the nation, With whome our Faries enterchange commerce, And by negotiation growne so like vs, That halfe of them are Fayries: th'other halfe Are hurtfull Spirits, that with sulphurous breath Blast their corne feilds, deface their temples, cloth their townes in mourning, poyson hallowed founts, And make their goodliest Citties stand (like tombes) Full of dead bodies, or (like pallaces, From whence the Lords are gone) all desolate. They haue but 17. danghters young and faire, Vowd to liue vestalls, and to know the touch Of any forced or vnreuerend hand. Yet Lust and Auarice (to get their dowers) Lay barbarous seidge against their chastitie, Threaten to rauish them, to make their bodies The tempes of polution, or their bedds, Graues where their honors shall lie buried, They pray to haue their virgins wait on you, That you would be their mother, and their nurse, Their Guardian and their Gouernour; when Princes Haue their liues giuen'em, fine and golden threds Are drawne and spun (for them) by the good fates, That they may lift vp others in low states.