Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1615 [Jan 6] [incorrect] (Annals) masque · before the Court T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.72 · 446 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
That euery thought a seede doth bring, And euery looke a plant doth spring, And euery breath a flower: Then earth vnplough'd shall yeeld her crop, Pure honey from the oake shall drop, The fountaine shall runne milke: The thistle shall the lilly beare, And euery bramble roses weare, And euery worme make silke. The verie shrub shall Balsame sweat, And Nectar melt the rocke with heat, Till earth haue drunke her fill: That she no harmefull weed may know, Nor barren Ferne, nor Mandrake low, Nor Minerall to kill. But here's not all: you must doe more, Or else you doe but halfe restore The ages libertie. The male and female vs'd to ioyne, And into all delight did coyne That pure simplicitie. Then feature did to forme aduance, And youth call'd beautie forth to dance, And euerie grace was by. It was a time of no distrust, So much of loue had nought of lust, None fear'd a iealous eye. The language melted in the eare, Yet all without a blush might heare, They liu'd with open vow. Each touch and kisse was so well plac'd, They were as sweet as they were chast, And such must yours be now. What change is here! I had not more Desire to leaue the earth before, Then I haue now, to stay; My siluer feet, like roots, are wreath'd Into the ground, my wings are sheath'd, And I cannot away. Of all there seemes a second birth, It is become a heau'n on earth, And Ioue is present here, I feele the Godhead: nor will doubt But he can fill the place throughout, Whose power is euery where. This, this, and onely such as this, The bright Astraea's region is, Where she would pray to liue, And in the midd'st of so much gold, Vnbought with grace or feare vnsold▪ The law to mortals giue. 'Tis now inough, behold you here, What IOVE hath built to be your sphere, You hither must retire. And as his bountie giues you cause, Be readie still without your pause To shew the world your fire. Like lights about ASTRAEA'S throne, You here must shine, and all be one, In feruor and in flame. That by your vnion she may grow, And, you sustaining her, may know, The age still by her name. Who vowes, against, or heat or cold, To spin you garments of her gold, That want may touch you neuer, And making garlands euery hower, To write your names in some new flower, That you may liue for euer. To Ioue, to Ioue, be all the honour giuen, That thankefull hearts can raise from earth to heauen.
seed 43: T28 · seed 44: T22 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That euery thought a seede doth bring, And euery looke a plant doth spring, And euery breath a flower: Then earth vnplough'd shall yeeld her crop, Pure honey from the oake shall drop, The fountaine shall runne milke: The thistle shall the lilly beare, And euery bramble roses weare, And euery worme make silke. The verie shrub shall Balsame sweat, And Nectar melt the rocke with heat, Till earth haue drunke her fill: That she no harmefull weed may know, Nor barren Ferne, nor Mandrake low, Nor Minerall to kill. But here's not all: you must doe more, Or else you doe but halfe restore The ages libertie. The male and female vs'd to ioyne, And into all delight did coyne That pure simplicitie. Then feature did to forme aduance, And youth call'd beautie forth to dance, And euerie grace was by. It was a time of no distrust, So much of loue had nought of lust, None fear'd a iealous eye. The language melted in the eare, Yet all without a blush might heare, They liu'd with open vow. Each touch and kisse was so well plac'd, They were as sweet as they were chast, And such must yours be now. What change is here! I had not more Desire to leaue the earth before, Then I haue now, to stay; My siluer feet, like roots, are wreath'd Into the ground, my wings are sheath'd, And I cannot away. Of all there seemes a second birth, It is become a heau'n on earth, And Ioue is present here, I feele the Godhead: nor will doubt But he can fill the place throughout, Whose power is euery where. This, this, and onely such as this, The bright Astraea's region is, Where she would pray to liue, And in the midd'st of so much gold, Vnbought with grace or feare vnsold▪ The law to mortals giue. 'Tis now inough, behold you here, What IOVE hath built to be your sphere, You hither must retire. And as his bountie giues you cause, Be readie still without your pause To shew the world your fire. Like lights about ASTRAEA'S throne, You here must shine, and all be one, In feruor and in flame. That by your vnion she may grow, And, you sustaining her, may know, The age still by her name. Who vowes, against, or heat or cold, To spin you garments of her gold, That want may touch you neuer, And making garlands euery hower, To write your names in some new flower, That you may liue for euer. To Ioue, to Ioue, be all the honour giuen, That thankefull hearts can raise from earth to heauen.