The Golden Age, or The Lives of Jupiter and Saturn · chunk 32 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 0.82 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Silence that now hath empire through the world Express thy power and Princedom. Charming sleep Death's younger brother, show thyself as still-lesse As death himself. None seem this night to live, Save Ioue and Danae. But that Goddess won Give them new life breathed with the morning sun, You is the door, that in forbidding me She bade me enter. Women's tongues and hearts Have different tunes: for where they most desire, Their hearts cry on. when their tongues bid retire. all's whist, I hear the snorting Beldames breath Soundness of sleep, none wakes save Love and we You bright imprisoned beauty to set free. Oh thou more beauteous in thy nakedness Then ornament can add to— How sweetly doth she breathe? how well become Imaginary deadness? But I'll wake her Unto new life. This purchase I must win, heavens gates stand ope, and Iupiter will in. Danae? Who's that? 'Tis I, K. Iupiter. What mean you Prince? how dare you enter here? Knowing if I but call, your life is doomed, And all Crete's treasure cannot guard your person. You tell me now how much I rate your beauty, Which to attain, I cast my life behind me, As loved much less than you. I'll love you too, Would you but leave me. Repentance I'd not buy At that high rate, ten thousand times to die. You are mine own, so all the Fates have said. And by their guidance come I to your bed. The night, the time, the place, and all conspire To make me happy in my long desire. Acrisius eyes are charmed in golden sleep, Those Beldames that were placed your bed to keep, All drowned in Lethe (save your downy bed, White sheets, and pillow where you rest your head) None hears or sees; and what can they devise, When they (heaven knows) have neither ears nor eyes. Beshrew you sir, that for your amorous pleasure Could thus sort all things, person, place and leisure. Exclaim I could, and a loud uproar keep, But that you say the Crones are all asleep: And to what purpose should I raise such fear, My voice being soft, they fast, and cannot hear? They are deaf in rest, then gentle sweetly further, If you should call, I thus your voice would murder, And strangle with my kisses. Kisses, tush. I'll sink into my sheets, for I shall blush. I'll dive into my bed. And I behind? No: were't the Ocean, such a gem to find, I would dive after. Good my Lord forbear What do you mean? (oh heaven) is no man near, If you will needs, for modesties chaste law, Before you come to bed, the curtains draw, But do not come, you shall not by this light, If you but offer't, I shall cry out right. Oh God, how hoarse am I, and cannot? fie Danae thus naked and a man so nigh. Pray leave me sir: he makes unready still, Well I'll even wink, and then do what you will.
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Silence that now hath empire through the world Expresse thy power and Princedome. Charming sleepe Deaths yonger brother, shew thy selfe as still-lesse As death himselfe. None seeme this night to liue, Saue Ioue and Danae. But that Goddesse wonne Giue them new life breath'd with the morning sunne, You is the doore, that in forbidding me She bad me enter. Womens tongues and hearts Haue different tunes: for where they most desire, Their hearts cry on. when their tongues bid retire. Al's whist, I heare the snorting Beldams breathe Soundnesse of sleepe, none wakes saue Loue and we You bright imprisoned beauty to set free. Oh thou more beauteous in thy nakednesse Then ornament can adde to— How sweetly doth she breath? how well become Imaginary deadnesse? But Il'e wake her Vnto new life. This purchase I must win, Heauens gates stand ope, and Iupiter will in. Danae? Who's that? 'Tis I, K. Iupiter. What meane you Prince? how dare you enter here? Knowing if I but call, your life is doom'd, And all Creetes treasure cannot guard your person. You tell me now how much I rate your beauty, Which to attaine, I cast my life behinde me, As lou'd much lesse then you. Il'e loue you too, Would you but leaue me. Repentance I'd not buy At that high rate, ten thousand times to dye. You are mine owne, so all the Fates haue sed. And by their guidance come I to your bed. The night, the time, the place, and all conspire To make me happy in my long desire. Acrisius eyes are charm'd in golden sleepe, Those Beldams that were plac't your bed to keepe, All drown'd in Lethe (saue your downy bed, White shetes, and pillow where you rest your head) None heares or sees; and what can they deuise, When they (heauen knowes) haue neither eares nor eyes. Beshrow you sir, that for your amorous pleasure Could thus sort all things, person, place and leasure. Exclaime I could, and a loude vproare keepe, But that you say the Crones are all a sleepe: And to what purpose should I raise such feare, My voyce being soft, they fast, and cannot heare? They are deafe in rest, then gentle sweetly further, If you should call, I thus your voyce would murther, And strangle with my kisses. Kisses, tush. I'le sinke into my sheetes, for I shall blush. I'le diue into my bed. And I behind? No: wer't the Ocean, such a gemme to find, I would diue after. Good my Lord forbeare What do you meane? (oh heauen) is no man neere, If you will needs, for modesties chast law, Before you come to bed, the curtaines draw, But do not come, you shall not by this light, If you but offer't, I shall cry out right. Oh God, how hoarse am I, and cannot? fie Danae thus naked and a man so nye. Pray leaue me sir: he makes vnready still, Well I'le euen winke, and then do what you will.