The Golden Age, or The Lives of Jupiter and Saturn · chunk 30 of 36
Heywood, Thomas · published 1611 · first performed or written 1610 [1609-1611] (Annals) classical legend or myth · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.83 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
We are amazed, and the large difference Betwixt your name and habit, breeds in us Fear and distrust. Yet if I censure freely I needs must think that face and parsonage Was ne'er derived from baseness. And the spirit To venture and to dare to court a Queen I cannot style less than to be a king's. Say that we grant you to be Iupiter, What thence infer you? To love Iupiter. So far as Iupiter loves Dana's honour, So far will Danae love Iupiter. We weight well upon my Lady. Madam you have not seen a clear stone, For colour or for quickness. Beware your ruin, if you Beldames hear. Sirrah show all your wares, and let those Ladies best please themselves. Not all at these years. I spy his knavery. Now would he have me keep them busied, whilst he courts the Lady. Doth my Lady want nothing? As for example, here's a silver bodkin, this is to remove dandruff, and dig about the roots of your silver-haired fur. This is a tooth-picker, but you having no teeth, here is for you a coral to rub your gums. This is called a Mask. Gramercy for this, this is good to hide my wrinkles, I never see of these afore. Then you have one wrinkle more behind. You that are dim eyed put this pitiful spectacle upon your nose. As I am son of Saturn, you have wrong To be cooped up within a prison strong. Your father like a miser cloisters you, But to save cost: he's loath to pay your dower, And therefore keeps you in this brazen Tower. What are you better to be beautiful, When no man's eye can come to censure it? What are sweet cates untasted? gorgeous clothes Unworn? or beauty not beheld? yond Beldames With all the furrows in their wrinkled fronts May claim with you like worth; eye and compare. For eye to censure you none can, none dare. All this is true. Oh think you I would lie (With any save Danae.) Let me buy This jewel, your bright love, though rated higher Than Gods can give, or men in prayers desire. You covet that, which save the Prince of Crete None dares. That shows how much I love you (sweet) I come this beauty, this rare face to save, And to redeem it from this brazen grave. Oh do not from man's eye this beauty screen, These rare perfections, which no earthly Queen Enjoys save you: 'twas made to be admired. The Gods, the Fates, and all things have conspired With Iupiter, this prison to invade, And bring it forth to that for which 'twas made. Love Iupiter, whose love with yours shall meet, And having borne you hence, make at your feet Kings lay their crowns, & mighty Emperors kneel: Oh had you but a touch of what I feel, You would both love and pity. Both I do. But all things hinder, yet were Danae free, She could affect the Cretan.
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We are amaz'd, and the large difference Betwixt your name and habite, breeds in vs Feare and distrust. Yet if I censure freely I needes must thinke that face and personage Was ne're deriu'd from basenesse. And the spirit To venture and to dare to court a Queene I cannot stile lesse then to be a Kings. Say that we grant you to be Iupiter, What thence inferre you? To loue Iupiter. So far as Iupiter loues Dana's honour, So farre will Danae loue Iupiter. We waight well vpon my Lady. Madam you haue not seene a cleere stone, For coulour or for quicknesse. Beware your ruine, if you Beldams heare. Sirrah shew all your wares, and let those Ladies best please themselues. Not all at these yeares. I spy his knauery. Now would he haue mee keepe them busied, whilst he courts the Lady. Doth my Lady want nothing? As for example, heer's a silner bodkin, this is to remoue dandriffe, and digge about the roots of your siluer-hair'd furre. This is a tooth-picker, but you hauing no teeth, heere is for you a corrall to rub your gums. This is cald a Maske. Gramarcy for this, this is good to hide my wrinckles, I neuer see of these afore. Then you haue one wrinckle more behinde. You that are dim ey'd put this pittifull spectacle vpon your nose. As I am sonne of Saturne, you haue wrong To be coop't vp within a prison strong. Your father like a miser cloysters you, But to saue cost: hee's loth to pay your dower, And therefore keepes you in this brazen Tower. What are you better to be beautifull, When no mans eye can come to censure it? What are sweet cates vntasted? gorgeous clothes Vnworne? or beauty not beheld? yon Beldams With all the furrowes in their wrinkled fronts May claime with you like worth; ey and compare. For eye to censure you none can, none dare. All this is true. Oh thinke you I would lye (With any saue Danae.) Let me buy This iewell, your bright loue, though rated higher Then Gods can giue, or men in prayers desire. You couet that, which saue the Prince of Creet None dares. That shewes how much I loue you (sweet) I come this beauty, this rare face to saue, And to redeeme it from this brazen graue. Oh do not from mans eye this beauty skreene, These rare perfections, which no earthly Queene Enioyes saue you: 'twas made to be admir'd. The Gods, the Fates, and all things haue conspir'd With Iupiter, this prison to inuade, And bring it forth to that for which 'twas made. Loue Iupiter, whose loue with yours shall meet, And hauing borne you hence, make at your feet Kings lay their crownes, & mighty Emperours kneele: Oh had you but a touch of what I feele, You would both loue and pitty. Both I do. But all things hinder, yet were Danae free, She could affect the Cretan.