Prince Henry's Barriers (The Lady of the Lake) (Merlin and Meliadus) · chunk 1 of 1
Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1610 [Jan 6] (Annals) entertainment; tournament · before the Court unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 274 words
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A Silence, calme as are my waters, meet Your rays'd attentions, whilst my siluer fee Touch on the richer shore; and to this seat Vow my new duties and mine old repeat. Lest any yet should doubt, or might mistake What Nymph I am; behold the ample lake Of which I am stil'd; and neere it MERLINS tombe Graue of his cunning, as of mine the wombe. By this it will not aske me to proclaime More of my selfe, whose actions, and whose name Were so full fain'd in Brittish ARTHVRS court; No more then it will fit me to report What hath before bin trusted to our squire Of me, my knight, his fate, and my desire To meet, if not preuent his destiny And stile him to the court of Britany; Now when the Iland hath regain'd her fame Intire, and perfect, in the ancient name, And that a monarch equall good and great, Wise, temperate, iust, and stout claimes ARTHVRS seat. Did I say equall? O too prodigall wrong Of my or'c-thirstie, and vnequall tongue! How brighter farre, then when our ARTHVR liu'd, Are all the glories of this place reuin'd! What riches doe I see; what beauties here! What awe! what loue! what reuerence! ioy! and feare! What ornaments of counsaile as of court! All that is high and great, or can comport Vnto the stile of maiestie, that knowes No riuall, but it selfe, this place here showes. Onely the house of Chiualrie (how ere The inner parts and store be full, yet here In that which gentry should sustaine) decayed Or rather ruin'd seemes; her buildings layd
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A Silence, calme as are my waters, meet Your rays'd attentions, whilst my siluer fee Touch on the richer shore; and to this seat Vow my new duties and mine old repeat. Lest any yet should doubt, or might mistake What Nymph I am; behold the ample lake Of which I am stil'd; and neere it MERLINS tombe Graue of his cunning, as of mine the wombe. By this it will not aske me to proclaime More of my selfe, whose actions, and whose name Were so full fain'd in Brittish ARTHVRS court; No more then it will fit me to report What hath before bin trusted to our squire Of me, my knight, his fate, and my desire To meet, if not preuent his destiny And stile him to the court of Britany; Now when the Iland hath regain'd her fame Intire, and perfect, in the ancient name, And that a monarch equall good and great, Wise, temperate, iust, and stout claimes ARTHVRS seat. Did I say equall? O too prodigall wrong Of my or'c-thirstie, and vnequall tongue! How brighter farre, then when our ARTHVR liu'd, Are all the glories of this place reuin'd! What riches doe I see; what beauties here! What awe! what loue! what reuerence! ioy! and feare! What ornaments of counsaile as of court! All that is high and great, or can comport Vnto the stile of maiestie, that knowes No riuall, but it selfe, this place here showes. Onely the house of Chiualrie (how ere The inner parts and store be full, yet here In that which gentry should sustaine) decayed Or rather ruin'd seemes; her buildings layd