The Valiant Welshman (Caradoc the Great) · chunk 1 of 32
A., R. · published 1615 · first performed or written 1612 [1610-1615] (Annals) history · Prince Henry's Men unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 506 words
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THus from the high Imperial Seat of Ioue, Rome's awful Goddess, Chance, descends to view This Stage and Theatre of mortal men, Whose acts and scenes divisible by me, Sometime present a swelling Tragedy Of discontented men: sometimes again My smiles can mould him to a Comic vain: Sometimes like Niobe, in tears I drown This Microcosm of man; and to conclude, I seal the Lease of man's beatitude: Amongst the several objects of my frowns, Amongst the sundry subjects of my smiles, Amongst so many Kings housde up in clay, Behold, I bring a King of Cambria: To whom great Pyrrhus, Hector poysde in scales Of dauntless valour, weighs not this Prince of Wales. Be dumb you scornful English, whose black mouths Have dimmed the glorious splendour of those men, Whose resolution merits Homer's pen: And you, the types of the harmonious spheres, Call with your silver tones, that reverend Bardh, That long hath slept within his quiet urn, And let his tongue this Welshmans Crest adorn. Who's this disturbs my rest? None, Poet Laureate: but a kind request Fortune prefers unto thy airy shape, That once thou wouldst in well-tunde meeter sing The high-swollen fortunes of a worthy King, That valiant Welshman, Caradoc by name, That foiled the haughty Romans, cracked their fame. I well remember, powerful Deity, Arch-governesse of this terrestrial Globe, Goddess of all mutation man affords, That in the reign of Rome's great Emperor, Cleped Claudian, when the British Isle Was tributary to that conquering See, This worthy Prince survived, whose puissant might Was not inferior to that son of Ioue, Who, in his cradle chokte two hideous Snakes. Which, since my Fortune is to speak his worth, My utmost skill alive shall paint him forth. Then to thy task, grave Bardh: tell to men's ear, Fame placed the valiant Welshman in the sphere. Then, since I needs must tell the high designs Of this brave Welshman, that succeeding times, In leaves of gold, may register his name, And rear a Pyramies unto his fame; This only do I crave, that in my song, Attention guide your ears, silence your tongue. Then know all you, whose knowing faculties Of your diviner parts scorn to insist On sensual objects, or on naked sense, But on man's highest Alps, Intelligence. For to plebeian wits, it is as good, As to be silent, as not under stood. Before fair Wales her happy Union had, Blessed Union, that such happiness did bring, Like to the azure roof of heaven full packed With those great golden Tapers of the night, Whose spheres sweat with their numbers infinite; So was it with the spacious bounds of Wales, Whose firmament contained two glorious sons, Two Kings, both mighty in their arch-commands, Though both not lawful in their government: The one Octavian was, to whom was left, By lineal descent, each government: But that proud Earl of Munmouth stealing fire, Of high ambition did one throne aspire, Which by base usurpation he detains. Of lawful (right) unlawful treason gains.
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THus from the high Imperiall Seate of Ioue, Romes awfull Goddesse, Chaunce, descends to view This Stage and Theater of mortall men, Whose acts and scenes diuisible by me, Sometime present a swelling Tragedy Of discontented men: sometimes againe My smiles can mould him to a Comicke vayne: Sometimes like Niobe, in teares I drowne This Microcosme of man; and to conclude, I seale the Lease of mans beatitude: Amongst the seuerall obiects of my frownes, Amongst the sundry subiects of my smiles, Amongst so many Kings housde vp in clay, Behold, I bring a King of Cambria: To whom great Pyrrhus, Hector poysde in scales Of dauntlesse valour, weighes not this Prince of Wales. Be dumbe you scornefull English, whose blacke mouthes Haue dim'd the glorious splendor of those men, Whose resolution merites Homers penne: And you, the types of the harmonious spheares, Call with your siluer tones, that reuerend Bardh, That long hath slept within his quiet vrne, And let his tongue this Welshmans Crest adorne. Who's this disturbs my rest? None, Poet Laureat: but a kind request Fortune prefers vnto thy ayry shape, That once thou wouldst in well-tunde meeter sing The high-swolne fortunes of a worthy King, That valiant Welshman, Caradoc by name, That foylde the haughty Romanes, crackt their fame. I well remember, powerfull Deity, Arch-gouernesse of this terrestriall Globe, Goddesse of all mutation man affords, That in the raigne of Romes great Emperour, Ycleped Claudian, when the Bryttish Ile Was tributary to that conquering See, This worthy Prince suruiued, whose puissant might Was not inferiour to that sonne of Ioue, Who, in his cradle chokte two hideous Snakes. Which, since my Fortune is to speake his worth, My vtmost skill aliue shall paint him forth. Then to thy taske, graue Bardh: tell to mens eare, Fame plac't the valiant Welshman in the spheare. Then, since I needs must tell the high designes Of this braue Welshman, that succeeding times, In leaues of gold, may register his name, And reare a Pyramys vnto his fame; This onely doe I craue, that in my song, Attention guyde your eares, silence your tongue. Then know all you, whose knowing faculties Of your diuiner parts scorne to insist On sensuall obiects, or on naked sense, But on mans highest Alpes, Intelligence. For to plebeyan wits, it is as good, As to be silent, as not vnder stood. Before faire Wales her happy Vnion had, Blest Vnion, that such happinesse did bring, Like to the azure roofe of heauen full packt With those great golden Tapers of the night, Whose spheares sweat with their numbers infinite; So was it with the spacious bounds of Wales, Whose firmament contaynd two glorious sonnes, Two Kings, both mighty in their arch-cōmands, Though both not lawfull in their gouernement: The one Octauian was, to whom was left, By lineall descent, each gouernment: But that proud Earle of Munmouth stealing fire, Of high ambition did one throne aspire, Which by base vsurpation he detaines. Of lawfull (right) vnlawfull treason gaines.