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 · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
ay, all: Between the Transuersaries that do run Upon this cross staff, a dull eye may find In what degree we are, and of what height Yourself (our brightest Ariadne) is, Being underneath that Tropic: as those jewels Of night and day are by alternate course Worn in heavens forehead, So when Deaths Winter comes, And shortens all those beams of Majesty, Which in this oblique and Zodiacall Sphere Move with Titania now, shall lose their heat, Where must the next Sun rise but here? from whence Shall Fairy land get warmth? merely from hence. Let but the taper of her life burn out, We have such torches ready in her land To catch fire from each other, that the flames Shall make the frighted people think earth burns, And being dazzled with our Copes of Stars, We shall their temples hauling with such ease, As 'twere in solemn gay procession. Some line sea cards, that know not the seas taste, Nor scarce the colour: by your charms I gather You have seen Fairy land— but in a Map: Can tell how't stands: but if you give't a fall, You must get bigger bones: for let me whisper This to your ear; though you bait hooks with gold, Ten thousand may be nibbling, when none bites, And those you take for Angels, you'll find Sprites. Say that Titania were now drawing short breath, (As that's the Cone and Button that together Clasps all our hopes) out of her ashes may A second † Phoenix rise, of larger wing, Of stronger talon, of more dreadful beak, Who swooping through the air, may with his beating So well command the winds, that all those trees Where sit birds of our hatching (now fled thither) Will tremble, & (through fear struck dead) to earth, Throw those that sit and sing there, or in flocks Drive them from thence, yea and perhaps his talon May be so bonny and so large of gripe, That it may shake all Babylon. All Babylon! Your pardon: but who'll swear this may not be? How the prevention? Thus; to fell down their Q. is but one stroke; Our axe must cleave the kingdom, that's the Oak. The manner. easy: whilst our thunderbolts Are anuiling abroad, call Satyran home, He in his fathom meats vast Argoziet, Huge Galleasses, and such wooden Castles, As by enchantment of the waters move: To his, marry yours and ours; and of them all Create a brave Armado, such a Fleet, That may break Neptune's back to carry it: Such for variety, number, puissance, As may fetch all the Fairy Land in turfs, To make a green for you to walk upon In Babylon. Invincible! go on. Now when the volley of those murdering shot That are to play first on Titaniaes' breast, And (yet) lean on their rests, go off and kill her, So that the very Aluerado given, Sounds the least hope of conquest; then, then show Your warlike Pageants dancing on the waves, Yours is the Land, the Nation are your slaves.
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I, all: Betweene the Transuersaries that doe run Vpon this crosse staffe, a dull eye may find In what degree we are, and of what height Your selfe (our brightest Ariade) is, Being vnderneath that Tropicke: as those jewels Of night and day are by alternate course VVorne in Heauens fore-head, So when Deaths VVinter comes, And shortens all those beames of Maiestie, Which in this oblique and Zodiacall Sphere Moue with Titania now, shall loose their heat, Where must the next Sun rise but here? from whence Shall Fairie land get warmth? meerely from hence. Let but the taper of her life burne out, We haue such torches ready in her land To catch fire from each other, that the flames Shall make the frighted people thinke earth burnes, And being dazled with our Copes of Starres, We shall their temples hallow with such ease, As 'twere in solemne gay procession. Some lyne sea cards, that know not the seas tast, Nor scarce the colour: by your charmes I gather You haue seene Fairie land—but in a Map: Can tell how't stands: but if you giue't a fall, You must get bigger bones: for let me whisper This to your eare; though you bait hookes with gold, Ten thousand may be nibbling, when none bites, And those you take for Angels, you'le find Sprites. Say that Titania were now drawing short breath, (As that's the Cone and Button that together Claspes all our hopes) out of her ashes may A second Phoenix rise, of larger wing, Of stronger talent, of more dreadfull beake, Who swooping through the ayre, may with his beating So well commaund the winds, that all those trees VVhere sit birds of our hatching (now fled thither) VVill tremble, & (through feare strucke dead) to earth, Throw those that sit and sing there, or in flockes Driue them from thence, yea and perhaps his talent May be so bonie and so large of gripe, That it may shake all Babilon. All Babylon! Your pardon: but who'le swear this may not be? How the preuention? Thus; to fell downe their Q. is but one stroake; Our axe must cleaue the kingdome, that's the Oake. The manner. Easie: whilest our thunderbolts Are anuiling abroad, call Satyran home, He in his fadome metes vast Argoziet, Huge Galeasses, and such wodden Castles, As by enchantment of the waters moue: To his, marry yours and ours; and of them all Create a braue Armado, such a Fleete, That may breake Neptunes backe to carry it: Such for varietie, number, puissance, As may fetch all the Fairie Land in turfes, To make a greene for you to walke vpon In Babilon. Inuincible! goe on. Now when the volley of those murdring shot That are to play first on Titaniaes breast, And (yet) leane on their rests, goe off and kill her, So that the very Aluerado giuen, Sounds the least hope of conquest; then, then shew Your warlike Pageants dancing on the waues, Yours is the Land, the Nation are your slaues.