Civitatis Amor (Water Pageant for Prince Charles: London and Neptune, Hope and Peace) · chunk 2 of 2
Middleton, Thomas · published 1616 · first performed or written 1616 [Nov 4] (Annals) entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 317 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
More of this good than any, and more choice: What a Fair Glorious Peace for many years, Has sung her sweet calms to the hearts of men? Enriched our homes, extinguished foreign fears, And at this hour begins her Hymns again: Live long, and happy, Glory of our days, And thy sweet Time marked with all fair presages, Since heaven is pleased in thy blessed life to raise, The Hope of these, and joy of after Ages. Sound Tritons, lift our loves up with his Fame, Proclaimed as far as Honour has a Name. HOpe! now behold the Fullness of thy Good, Which thy sick comforts have expected long, And thou sweet Peace the Harmony of this flood, Look up, and see the Glory of thy Song. Fair and most Famous City, thou hast waked me, From the sad slumber of disconsolate Fear, Which at the Music of thy Voice forsaked me, And now begin to see my Comforts clear, Now has my Anchor her firm hold again, And in my blessed and calm Security, The expectations of all faithful men, Have their full fruits being satisfied in me. This is the place that I'll cast Anchor in, This, Honour's Haven, the King's Royal Court, here will I fasten all my joys again, Where all deservers and deserts resort: And may I never change this happy shore, Till all be changed never to alter more. WElcome, oh welcome Spring of joy & Peace, Borne to be honoured, and to give increase To those that wait upon thy Graces, Behold the many thousand faces, That make this amorous Flood, Look like a moving Wood, Usurping all her Crystal spaces. 'Mongst which The City's Love is first, Whose expectations sacred thirst, Nothing truly could allay, But such a Prince, and such a day. Welcome, oh welcome, all Fair joys attend thee, Glory of life, to safety we commend thee.
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More of this good then any, and more choiſe: What a Faire Glorious Peace for many yeares, Has ſung her ſweete calmes to the hearts of men? Enricht our homes, extinguiſh't forraine feares, And at this houre beginnes her Hymnes agen: Liue long, and happy, Glory of our daies, And thy ſweete Time markt with all faire preſages, Since heauen is pleaſde in thy bleſt life to raiſe, The Hope of theſe, and Ioy of after Ages. Sound Tritons, lift our loues vp with his Fame, Proclaim'd as far as Honour ha's a Name. HOpe! now behold the Fulneſſe of thy Good, Which thy ſicke comforts haue expected long, And thou ſweete Peace the Harmony of this floud, Looke vp, and ſee the Glory of thy Song. FAire and moſt Famous Citie, thou haſt wak't me, From the ſad ſlumber of diſconſolate Feare, Which at the Muſick of thy Voyce forſak't me, And now begin to ſee my Comforts cleare, Now ha's my Anchor her firme hold agen, And in my bleſt and calme Securitie, The expectations of all faithfull men, Haue their full fruites being ſatisfyed in mee. This is the place that I'le caſt Anchor in, This, Honours Hauen, the Kings Royall Court, Heere will I faſten all my ioyes agen, Where all deſeruers and deſerts reſort: And may I neuer change this happy ſhoare, Till all be chang'd neuer to alter more. VVElcome, oh welcome Spring of Ioy & Peace, Borne to be honour'd, and to giue encreaſe To thoſe that waite vpon thy Graces, Behold the many thouſand faces, That make this amorous Floud, Looke like a mouing Wood, Vſurping all her Criſtall ſpaces. 'Mongſt which The Cities Loue is firſt, Whoſe expectations ſacred thirſt, Nothing truely could allay, But ſuch a Prince, and ſuch a day. Welcome, oh welcome, all Faire Ioyes attend thee, Glorie of life, to ſafety we commend thee.