The Valiant Welshman (Caradoc the Great) · chunk 12 of 32
A., R. · published 1615 · first performed or written 1612 [1610-1615] (Annals) history · Prince Henry's Men T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi typicality 0.87 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
Fair Map of honour, where my reason reads Each navigable circle, that contains My happy voyage to the land of fame: Say, virtuous Prince, may Galled become so blest To follow thy fair hopes, and link his soul In an united league of endless love: Nor scorn a Prince's proffer: for by heaven, What I intrude, thy virtue hath enforced, And like the powerful Loadstone, drawn my thoughts To limn out virtue: for exactly done, By artificial nature, to the life, In thy fair model shadowed curiously, How like Pygmalion, do my passions dote On this fair picture! will you accept me Prince? Most willingly, kind Prince: And may as yet this Embryo of our loves Grow to his manly vigour: 'tis love alone, That, of divided souls, makes only one. Who then adores not love, whose sacred power Unites those souls, division would devour? Come, gentle Prince, let us go see our friends I left upon you Hill, to keep our forts, And thence to Wales, where double joys attend A beauteous wife, and a most constant friend. Come, Ratsbane: Oh the intolerable pain that I suffer for the love of the Fairy Queen! my heels are all kybde in the very heat of my affection, that runs down into my legs: me thinks I could eat up a whole Broker's shop at a meal, to be eased of this love. Oh master, you would have a villainous many of pawns in your belly. Why, you are of so weak a nature, you would hardly digest a Servingman's Livery in your belly, without a vomit. I assure thee, thou fayest true, 'tis but gross meat. But Ratsbane, thou toldst me of a rare fellow, that can tell misfortunes, and can conjure: prithee bring me to him. I'll give him somewhat, to help me to speak with the Fairy Queen. Whose face like to a Butcher's doublet looks, Varnished with tallow of some beauteous Ox; Or like the aprons of some Pie-corner Cooks, Whose breath smells sweeter than a hunted Fox: Whose eyes, like two great footballs made of leather, Were made to heat the gods in frosty weather. Oh, happy that man, that hath a bedfellow of these amiable parts. Oh master, if her visible parts be such, her invisible parts are able tomake an Italian run mad: he loves an armful. But master, see, here's the man I told you of. You know my mind, sir, be gone. I have observed this Idiot, and intent, To gull the Coxcomb: therefore I did translate Myself this day into this cunning shape. I oft have heard the fool strongly persuade Himself, to be the Fairy Queen's chief Love, And that by her he shall subdue the Turk, And pluck great Otoman from off his throne. This I will work on. Sir, and't shall please you, I come to know some of that excellent skill, the world hath blisterde mine ears with.
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Fayre Map of honour, where my reason reades Each nauigable circle, that containes My happy voyage to the land of fame: Say, vertuous Prince, may Gald become so blest To follow thy fayre hopes, and linke his soule In an vnited league of endlesse loue: Nor scorne a Princes proffer: for by heauen, What I intrude, thy vertue hath inforst, And like the powerfull Loadstone, drawne my thoughts To limne out vertue: for exactly done, By artificiall nature, to the life, In thy fayre modell shaddowed curiously, How like Pigmalion, do my passions dote On this fayre picture! will you accept me Prince? Most willingly, kind Prince: And may as yet this Embrio of our loues Grow to his manly vigour: 'tis loue alone, That, of diuided soules, makes onely one. Who then adores not loue, whose sacred power Vnites those soules, diuision would deuoure? Come, gentle Prince, let vs goe see our friends I left vpon you Hill, to keepe our forts, And thence to Wales, where double ioyes attend A beautious wife, and a most constant friend. Come, Ratsbane: Oh the intolerable paine that I suffer for the loue of the Fayry Queene! my heeles are all kybde in the very heate of my affection, that runnes down into my legs: me thinkes I could eate vp a whole Brokers shoppe at a meale, to be eased of this loue. Oh master, you would haue a villainous many of pawnes in your belly. Why, you are of so vveake a nature, you vvould hardly disgest a Seruingmans Liuery in your belly, vvithout a vomit. I assure thee, thou fayest true, tis but grosse meate. But Ratsbane, thou toldst mee of a rare fellovv, that can tell misfortunes, and can coniure: prethee bring me to him. Ile giue him somewhat, to helpe mee to speake with the Fayry Queene. Whose face like to a Butchers doublet lookes, Varnisht with tallow of some beautious Oxe; Or like the aprons of some Pie-corner Cookes, Whose breath smels sweeter then a hunted Foxe: Whose eyes, like two great foot-balls made of lether, Were made to heate the gods in frosty weather. Oh, happy that man, that hath a bedfellow of these amiable parts. Oh master, if her visible parts bee such, her inuisible parts are able tomake an Italian run mad: hee loues an armful. But master, see, heres the man I told you of. You know my mind, sir, be gone. I haue obseru'd this Idiot, and intend, To gull the Coxecombe: therefore I did translate My selfe this day into this cunning shape. I oft haue heard the foole strongly perswade Himselfe, to be the Fayry Queenes chiefe Loue, And that by her he shall subdue the Turke, And plucke great Otoman from off his throne. This I will worke on. Sir, and't shall please you, I come to know some of that excellent skill, the world hath blisterde mine eares with.