The Brazen Age (The Age of Brass) · chunk 30 of 40
Heywood, Thomas · published 1613 · first performed or written 1611 [1610-1611] (Annals) classical legend or myth · Queen Anne's Men T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses typicality 0.83 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
'Twas marvel you did not break your neck. Had I not been derived from Godlike seed, Trust me Pyragmon I had done't indeed. But to the Forge, for I Apollo spy, He that sees all things with the days bright eye. Good morrow Phoebus, what's the news abroad? For thou seest all things in the world are done, Men act by daylight, or the sight of Sun. Sometime I cast mine eye upon the sea, To see the tumbling Seal, or Porpoise play, There see I Merchants trading, and their sails Big bellied with the wind; sea fights some times Rise with their smoke, thick clouds to dark my beams. Sometimes, I fix my face upon the earth With my warm fervour, to give metals, trees, Herbs, plants, and flowers life; here in gardens walk Loose Ladies with their lovers arm in arm, Yonder the labouring Ploughman drives his team. Further, I may behold main battles pitched, And whom I favour most (by the winds help) I can assist with my transparent rays. Here, spy I Cattle feeding, Forests there Stored with wild beasts; here Shepherds with their lasses Piping beneath the trees, whilst their flocks graze. In Cities, I see trading, walking, bargaining, Buying, and selling, goodness, badness, all things. And shine alike on all. Thrice happy Phoebus, That whilst poor Vulcan is confined to Lemnos Hast every day these pleasures. What news else. No Emperor walks forth, but I see his State, Nor sports, but I his pastimes can behold, I see all Coronations, Funerals, Marts, Fairs, Assemblies, Pageants, Sights; and Shows. No hunting, but I better see the chase Than they that rouse the game, what see not I? There's not a window but my beams breaks in, No think or cranny but my rays pierce through, And there I see (oh Vulcan) wondrous things. Things that thyself nor any God beside Would give belief to. What, good Phoebus speak. Here, wantons on their day-beds, I see spread Clasping their amorous lovers in their arms, Who even before my face, are not sometimes Ashamed to show all. Could not god Phoebus bring me to see this pastime. Sometimes even mean fellows a-bed with noble Ladies whom they serve, Servant with servant, married men with maids, And wives with Bachelors. There's simple doing. And shall I tell thee Vulcan, other day What I beheld, I saw the great God Mars. God Mars. As I was peeping through a cranny; a bed. A bed; with whom? some pretty wench I warrant. she was a pretty wench. Tell me good Phoebus, That when I meet him, I may flout God Mars, Tell me, but tell me truly on thy life. Not to dissemble Vulcan, 'twas thy wife! Out on her whore, out on him Cuckold-maker, Phoebus I'll be revenge on great God Mars, Who, whilst I hammer here his swords and shields, Hammers upon my head, I will complain To Ioue, and all the Gods, and tell them flat I am a Cuckold.
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'Twas maruell you did not breake your necke. Had I not bene deriu'd from God-like seed, Trust me Pyragmon I had don't indeed. But to the Forge, for I Appollo spie, Hee that sees all things with the daies bright eye. Good morrow Phoebus, what's the newes abroad For thou seest all things in the world are done, Men act by day-light, or the sight of Sunne. Sometime I cast mine eie vpon the sea, To see the tumbling Seale, or Porpoise play, There see I Marchants trading, and their sayles Big bellied with the wind; sea fights some times Rise with their smoake, thick clouds to darke my beames. Sometimes, I fixe my face vpon the earth With my warme feruour, to giue mettals, trees, Hearbes, plants, and flowers life; here in gardens walke Loose Ladies with their louers arme in arme, Yonder the labouring Plow-man driues his Teeme. Further, I may behold maine battels pitcht, And whom I fauour most (by the winds helpe) I can assist with my transparant raies. Heere, spye I Cattell feeding, Forrests there Stor'd with wilde beasts; here Shepeheards with their lasses Piping beneath the trees, whilst their flockes graze. In Citties, I see trading, walking, bargening, Buying, and selling, goodnesse, badnesse, all things. And shine alike on all. Thrice happy Phoebus, That whilst poore Vulcan is confin'd to Lemnos Hast euery da these pleasures. What newes else. No Emperour walks forth, but I see his State, Nor sports, but I his pastimes can behold, I see all Coronations, Funerals, Marts, Faires, Assemblies, Pageants, Sights; and Showes. No hunting, but I better see the chase Then they that rowse the game, what see not I? There's not a window but my beames breakes in, No thinke or cranny but my raies pierce through, And there I see (oh Vlcan) wondrous things. Things that thy selfe nor any God besides Would giue beliefe to. What, good Phoebus speake. Here, wantons on their day-beds, I see spread Clasping their amorous louers in their armes, Who euen before my face, are not sometimes Asham'd to shew all. Could not god Phoebus bring mee to see this pastime. Sometimes euen meane fellowes A bed with noble Ladies whom they serue, Seruant with seruant, married men with maides, And wiues with Batchelours. There's simple doing. And shall I tell thee Vulcan, tother day What I beheld, I saw the great God Mars. God Mars. As I was peeping through a cranny; a bed. A bed; with whom? some pretty wench I warrant. Shee was a pretty wench. Tell me good Phoebus, That when I meete him I may floute God Mars, Tell mee, but tell me truely on thy life. Not to dissemble Vulcan, 'twas thy wife! Out on her whore, out on him Cuckold-maker, Phoebus I'le be reuendge on great God Mars, Who, whilst I hammer here his swords and shields, Hammers vpon my head, I will complaine To Ioue, and all the Gods, and tell them flat I am a Cuckold.