Chrysanaleia: The Golden Fishing, or Honor of Fishmongers · chunk 3 of 3
Munday, Anthony · published 1616 · first performed or written 1616 [Oct 29] (Annals) civic play; pageant unassigned nearest T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and · 452 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
The rest of that base rout, dismayed thereby, And all tumultuous troubles calmly ceased, King Richard, to requite true loyalty, His gracious favour presently expressed In Royal manner, Knighting me and the rest Of Aldermen, that were in field with me. London till then had not that dignity. As I, so these do represent the men Knighted in field, on Corpus Christi day. And as my Dagger slew the Rebel then, So to renown the deed; And I dare say, To honour London more (if more it may) The redcrosse, in a Siluer-field before, Had Walworth's Dagger added to it more. And now my Lord, this goodly Monument Or Chariot of Triumphal Victory Some shape of that days honour doth present, By heavens protection of True Majesty, And beating down Treason and Mutiny. Adorning all the Throne with those fair Graces: That aught about a King to have best places. Truth, Virtue, Honour, sober Temperance, Fortitude, Zeal, Equity, Conscience, justice, Authority, carefullVigilance, Peace, Plenty, Law, Council, Obedience, And Discipline, that whips all Errors hence, These (as best Pillars) do support this State: And every Kingdom else doth propagate. A blessed Bachelor are you my Lord, By being your sacred Sovereign's Deputy In such a State, where all these do concord, And truly do protect his Majesty Figured in Richard's great Authority. As Walworth then, so Leman now may say: Never had Man a happier Wedding day. PHoebus hath hid his golden head In Thetis lap. And now are spread The sable Curtains of the night, Our evenings purpose to delight. The twinkling Tapers of the Sky Are turned to Torches; and apply Their clearest radiance, to convey Our Maiden Bridegroom on his way Home to his own abiding place. Our Triumphs pomp shortens apace, That could afford more time to spend, But gladly would no way offend. You marriage Rites solemnized Bequeathes you to the Bridal bed: Where you and your chastewife must rest. London (it seems) did like you best, (Although you are a Bachelor,) To be her Husband for a year; Love her, delight her. she's a Bride, near slept by such a Husband's side But once before. She hath had many, And you may prove as good as any Have gone before you in this place. 'twill be your brethren's joy and grace, That Fishmongers live still in fame, And still renowned by your name. Their hearty love by me they send ye, And pray the hand of heaven defend ye In all your actions. May your Fame, Crown still their ancient worthy name To all posterity. So, London's Lord And Virgin Husband, in a word: Old Walworth must to rest again, Good-night to you, and all your train,
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The reſt of that baſe rout, diſmayd thereby, And all tumultuous troubles calmely ceaſt, King Richard, to requite true loyaltie, His gracious fauour preſently expreſt In Royall manner, Knighting me and the reſt Of Aldermen, that were in fielde with me. London till then had not that dignitie. As I, ſo theſe do repreſent the men Knighted in field, on Corpus Chriſti day. And as my Dagger ſlew the Rebell then, So to renowne the deede; And I dare ſay, To honor London more (if more it may) The Red-Croſſe, in a Siluer-field before, Had Walworths Dagger added to it more. And now my Lord, this goodly Monument Or▪ Chariot of Triumphall Victory Some ſhape of that daies honour doth preſent, By Heauens protection of True Maieſtie, And beating downe Treaſon and Mutinie. Adorning all the Throne with thoſe faire Graces: That ought about a King to haue beſt places. Truth, Vertue, Honour, ſober Temperance, Fortitude, Zeale, Equitie, Conſcience, Iuſtice, Authoritie, carefull Ʋigilance, Peace, Plenty, Law, Councell, Obedience, And Diſcipline, that whips all Errors hence, Theſe (as beſt Pillars) do ſupport this State: And euery Kingdome elſe doth propagate. A bleſſed Bacheler are you my Lord, By being your ſacred Soueraignes Deputie In ſuch a State, where all theſe doe concord, And truely do protect his Maieſtie Figur'd in Richards great Authoritie. As Walworth then, ſo Leman now may ſay▪ Neuer had Man a happier Wedding day. PHoebus hath hid his golden head In Thetis lappe. And now are ſpred The ſable Curtaines of the night, Our Euenings purpoſe to delight. The twinkling Tapers of the Skie Are turn'd to Torches; and apply Their clearest radiance, to conuay Our Mayden Bridegroome on his way Home to his owne abiding place. Our Triumphs pompe ſhortens apace, That could affoord more time to ſpend, But gladly would no way offend. You mariage Rites ſolemnized Bequeathes you to the Bridall bed: Where you and your chaſtewife muſt reſt. London (it ſeemes) did like you best, (Although you are a Bacheler,) To be her Husband for a yeere; Loue her, delight her. Shee's a Bride, Nere ſlept by ſuch a Husbands ſide But once before. She hath had many, And you may proue as good as any Haue gone before you in this place. Twill be your Brethrens ioy and grace, That Fiſhmongers liue still in fame, And ſtill renowned by your name. Their hearty loue by me they ſend yee, And pray the hand of heauen defend yee In all your actions. May your Fame, Crowne ſtill their ancient worthie name To all posteritie. So, Londons Lord And Virgin Husband, in a word: Old Walworth muſt to rest againe, Good-night to you, and all your trayne,