The Valiant Welshman (Caradoc the Great) · chunk 17 of 32
A., R. · published 1615 · first performed or written 1612 [1610-1615] (Annals) history · Prince Henry's Men T56 Magic, spells and conjuring typicality 0.81 · 532 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T56: magic, faustus, charms, charm, conjure, spirits, skill, ho, power, spells.
Gloster, I know thee well, although disguised: Thou comest to crave our help, for thy revenge 'Gainst Caradoc, who now hath vanquished The Bastard Codigune in single fight. Know Gloster, that our skill Commands the Moon drop from her silver sphere, And all the stars to veil their golden heads, At the black horror that our Charms present. Atlas throws down the twinkling Arch of heaven, And leaves his burden at our dreadful spells. This pendant element of solid earth, Shakes with amazing Earthquakes, as if the frame Of this vast continent would leave her poles. Neptune swells high, and with impetuous rage Dashes the haughty Argosy with winds, Against the crystal battlements of heaven. The troubled air appears in flakes of fire, That, till about the airs circumference, We make the upper Region Thick, full of fatal Comets, and the sky Is filled with fiery signs of armed men. Hell roars, when we are angry, and the Fiends, As school-boys, tremble at our Charming rod. Thus, when we are displeased, or malcontent, Both hell obeys, and every Element. Thou matchless wonder, work but my revenge, And by the triple Hecate, and the powers Your Charms adore, I'll load you with a weight Of gold and treasure, till you cry, No more. Invent, great soul of art, some stratagem, Whose fame may draw him to these dismal woods. No danger can outdare his thirsty soul In honourable enterprises: he is a man, Should hell oppose him, of such dauntless metal, That were but fame the end of his achievement, He would as boldly cope with it, as with things Of common danger. Then Gloster, hark: Here in this dismal Grove, By art I will create a furious beast, Moved by a subtle spirit, full of force And hellish fury, whose devouring jaws Shall havoc all the borderers of Wales, And in short space unpeople all his Towns. Now, if he be a man that seeks for fame, And grounds his fortunes on the popular love, Or king-like do prefer a common good, Before a private loss; this famous task, Whose fearful rumour shall amaze the world, Will egg him on: where being once but come, He surely meets with his destruction. Son, to this purpose, straightway to thy book, Enter the Cave, and call a powerful spirit by thy skill, Command him instantly for to appear, And with thy Charms, bind him unto the shape Of a devouring Serpent, whilst without We do await his coming. Now whirl the angry heavens about the Pole, And in their fuming choler dart forth fires, Like burning Aetna, being thus enraged At this imperious Necromantike art. Dis trembles at our Magical command, And all the flaming vaults of hell's Abyss, Throw forth sulphureous flakes of scorching fire. The jangling hellhounds, with their hellish guises, Dance damned rounds, in their infernal rage. And to conclude, earth, water, air, and fire, And hell grow sick, to see man's art aspire. A general envy makes them male content, To see deep art command each element. See, Gloster, see, thinks he, this monstrous shape Will not abate the courage of his foe, And quell the haughty pride of Caradoc?
nodes 923–994 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 17 of 32 in this edition
Length
532 words · 729 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T56 — Magic, spells and conjuringcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.812 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T45 · seed 44: T51 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Gloster, I know thee wel, although disguisd: Thou comest to craue our helpe, for thy reuenge 'Gainst Caradoc, who now hath vanquished The Bastard Codigune in single fight. Know Gloster, that our skill Commaunds the Moone drop from her siluer sphere, And all the starres to vayle their golden heads, At the blacke horrour that our Charmes present. Atlas throwes downe the twinckling Arch of heauen, And leaues his burthen at our dreadfull spels. This pendant element of solid earth, Shakes with amazing Earthquakes, as if the frame Of this vast continent would leaue her poles. Neptune swels high, and with impetuous rage Dashes the haughty Argosey with winds, Against the Christall battlements of heauen. The troubled ayre appeares in flakes of fire, That, till about the ayres circumference, We make the vpper Region Thicke, full of fatall Comets, and the skie Is filde with fiery signes of armed men. Hell roares, when we are angry, and the Fiends, As schole-boyes, tremble at our Charming rod. Thus, when we are displeased, or male-content, Both hell obeyes, and euery Element. Thou matchles wonder, worke but my reuenge, And by the triple Hecate, and the povvers Your Charmes adore, Ile load you vvith a vvaight Of gold and treasure, till you cry, No more. Inuent, great soule of arte, some stratagem, Whose fame may draw him to these dismal woods. No danger can out-dare his thirsty soule In honourable enterprises: he is a man, Should hell oppose him, of such dauntlesse mettal, That were but fame the end of his atchieuement, He would as boldly cope with it, as with things Of common danger. Then Gloster, harke: Here in this dismall Groue, By arte I will create a furious beast, Mou'd by a subtill spirit, full of force And hellish fury, whose deuouring iawes Shall hauocke all the borderers of Wales, And in short space vnpeople all his Townes. Now, if he be a man that seeks for fame, And grounds his fortunes on the popular loue, Or Kinglike doe preferre a common good, Before a priuate losse; this famous taske, Whose fearefull rumour shall amaze the world, Will egge him on: where being once but come, He surely meetes with his destruction. Sonne, to this purpose, straitway to thy booke, Enter the Caue, and call a powerfull spirit by thy skill, Commaund him instantly for to appeare, And with thy Charmes, binde him vnto the shape Of a deuouring Serpent, whilest without We doe awayte his comming. Now whirle the angry heauens about the Pole, And in their fuming choler dart forth fires, Like burning Aetna, being thus inraged At this imperious Necromantike arte. Dis trembles at our Magicall commaund, And all the flaming vawtes of hells Abisse, Throw forth sulphureous flakes of scorching fire. The iangling hell-hounds, with their hellish guizes, Daunce damned rounds, in their infernall rage. And to conclude, earth, water, ayre, and fire, And hell grow sicke, to see mans arte aspire. A generall enuy makes them male content, To see deepe arte commaund each element. See, Gloster, see, thinkes he, this monstrous shape Will not abate the courage of his foe, And quell the haughty pride of Caradoc?