The Royal Entertainment at Caversham · chunk 4 of 4
Campion, Thomas · published 1613 · first performed or written 1613 [Apr 27-28] (Annals) entertainment; masque; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
A very Musical motion, and I agree to it. Sing that sing can, for my part I will only while you sing, keep time with my gestures. A la more du France. NIght as well as brightest day hath her delight, Let us then with mirth and Music deck the night, Never did glad day such store Of joy to night boqueath. Her Stars than adore, Both in Heaven, and here beneath. Love and beauty, mirth and Music yield true joys, Though the Cynics in their folly count them toys. Raise your spirits near so high, They will be apt to fall: None brave thoughts envy, Who had ere brave thought at all. joy is the sweet friend of life, the nurse of blood, Patron of all health, and fountain of all good: Never may joy hence depart, But all your thoughts attend, Nought can hurt the heart, That retains so sweet a friend. Silence sirs, here comes Silvanus' god of these Woods, whose presence is rare, and imports some novelty. Let us give place, for this place is fitter for Deities then us. THat health which harbours in the fresh aired groves, Those pleasures which green hill and valley moves, Silvanus the commander of them all, Here offers to this State Imperial; Which as a homager he visits now, And to a greater power his power doth bow, With all, thus much his duty signifies: That there are certain Semideities, Belonging to his Sylvan walks, who come Led with the Music of a Sprightly drum, To keep the night awake and honour you, (Great Queen) to whom all Honours they hold due, So rest you full of joy, and wished content, Which though it be not given, 'tis fairly meant. STay Goddess, stay a little space, Our poor Country love to grace, Since we dare not too long stay you, Accept at our hands, we pray you, These mean presents to express Greater love, than we profess, Or can utter now for woe Of your parting hastened so. Gifts these are, such as were wrought By their hands, that them have brought, Homebred things, which they presumed, After I had them perfumed With my flowery incantation, To give you in presentation At your parting, come feat Lasses With fine curtsies, and smooth faces, Offer up your simple toys To the Mistress of our joys; While we the sad time prolong With a mournful parting song. CAn you the Author of our joy So soon depart? Will you revive, and strait destroy, New mirth to tears convert? O that ever cause of gladness Should so swiftly turn to sadness! Now as we droop, so will these flowers Barred of your sight. Nothing avail them heavenly showers Without your heavenly light. When the glorious Sun forsakes us, Winter quickly over-takes us. Yet shall our prayers your ways attend, When you are gone; And we the tedious time will spend, Remembering you alone. Welcome here shall you hear ever, But the word of parting never.
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A very Musicall motion, and I agree to it. Sing that sing can, for my part I will onely while you sing, keepe time with my gestures. A la more du France. NIght as well as brightest day hath her delight, Let vs then with mirth and Musicke decke the night, Neuer did glad day such store Of ioy to night boqueath. Her Starres then adore, Both in Heau'n, and hore beneath. Loue and beautie, mirth and Musicke yeeld true ioyes, Though the Cynickes in their folly count them toyes. Raise your spirits nere so high, They will be apt to fall: None braue thoughts enuie, Who had ere braue thought at all. Ioy is the sweete friend of life, the nurse of blood, Patron of all health, and fountaine of all good: Neuer may ioy hence depart, But all your thoughts attend, Nought can hurt the heart, That retaines so sweete a friend. Silence sirs, here comes Siluanus god of these Woods, whose presence is rare, and importes some noueltie. Let vs giue place, for this place is fitter for Dieties then vs. THat health which harbours in the fresh air'd groues, Those pleasures which greene hill and valley moues, Siluanus the commander of them all, Here offers to this State Emperiall; Which as a homager he visites now, And to a greater power his power doth bow, With all, thus much his duetie signifies: That there are certaine Semideities, Belonging to his Siluan walkes, who come Led with the Musicke of a Spritely drome, To keepe the night awake and honour you, (Great Queene) to whom all Honours they hold due, So rest you full of ioy, and wisht content, Which though it be not giuen, 'tis fairely ment. STay Goddesse, stay a little space, Our poore Countrie loue to grace, Since we dare not too long stay you, Accept at our hands, we pray you, These meane presents to expresse Greater loue, then we professe, Or can vtter now for woe Of your parting hast'ned so. Gifts these are, such as were wrought By their hands, that them haue brought, Home-bred things, which they presumed, After I had them perfumed With my flowrie incantation, To giue you in presentation At your parting, come feate Lasses With fine cursies, and smooth faces, Offer vp your simple toyes To the Mistris of our ioyes; While we the sad time prolong With a mournefull parting song. CAn you the Author of our ioy So soone depart? Will you reuiue, and straight destroy, New mirth to teares conuert? O that euer cause of gladnesse Should so swiftly turne to sadnesse! Now as we droupe, so will these flowers Bard of your sight. Nothing auaile them heau'nly showres Without your heau'nly light. When the glorious Sunne forsakes vs, Winter quickly ouer-takes vs. Yet shall our praiers your waies attend, When you are gone; And we the tedious time will spend, Remembring you alone. Welcome here shall you heare euer, But the word of parting neuer.