Middleton, Thomas · published 1619 · first performed or written 1619 [Oct 29] (Annals) civic play; pageant T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions typicality 0.70 · 441 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
Honour and joy double their B 〈…〉, I, the days Love, the Cities greater all love. Salute thee in the Sweetness 〈…〉 All▪ that behold me worthily, may see▪ How full mine eye stands of the joy 〈…〉 The more, because I may with Confidence say, Desert and Love will be well matched too day: And herein the great'st pity will appear, This match can lust no longer than a year. T let not that discourage thy good wayes, men's Loves will last to crown thy end of days, If those should fuile, which cannot easily die, Thy good works wed thee to Eternity. Let not the shortness then of Time dismay The largeness of thy worth; gain every day, So many years Thou 'gainst, that some have lost; For they that think their Care is at great cost If they do any good, in Time so small, They make their Year but a poor Day in all. For as a Learned Man, will comprehend In Compass of his Hour, Doctrine so sound, Which give another a whole year to mend, He shall not equal, upon any ground: So the judicious when he comes to bear This powerful Office, struck with Divine fear, Collects his spirits, redeems his hours with care, Thinks of his Charge, and Oath, what Ties they are, And with a Virtuous Resolution than Works more good in one year, than some in Ten. Nor is this spoken any to detract, But all t'encourage to put Truth in Act. methinks I see Oppression hang the head, Falsehood and Injury with their guilt struck dead At this Triumphant Hour, Ill Causes hide Their Leprous Faces, daring not t'abide The Brightness of this day; and in mine ear Me thinks the Grace's Silver Chimes I hear. Good wishes are at work now in each heart, Throughout this sphere of Brotherhood play their part, Chiefly thy Noble own Fraternity, As near in heart, as they're in place to thee. The Ensigns of whose love Bounty displays, Yet esteems all their Cost short of thy praise: There will appear elected Sons of War, Which this fair City boasts of for their Care, Strength and experience, set in Truth of heart; All great and glorious Masters in that Art Which gives to man his Dignity, Name and Seal, Prepared to speak Love in a Noble Peal. Knowing two Triumphs must on this day dwell, For Magistrate, one, and one for Colonel, Return Lord General, that's the Name of State The Soldier gives Thee; Peace, the Magistrate. On then, Great Hope, here that good care begins, Which now earths Love and▪ Heavens hereafter wins.
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HOnor and Ioy double their B, I, the Dayes Loue, the Cities ger all Loue. Salute thee in the Sweetneſſe All▪ that behold me worthily, may ſe ▪ How full mine eye ſtands of the Ioy The more, becauſe I may with Confidence ſay, Deſert and Loue will be well matcht too day: And herein the great'ſt pitty will appeare, This match can luſt no longer then a yeare. T let not that diſcourage thy good wayes, Mens Loues will laſt to crowne thy end of dayes, If thoſe ſhould fuile, which cannot eaſly dye, Thy good workes wed thee to Aeternity. Let not the ſhortneſſe then of Time diſmay The largeneſſe of thy worth; gaine euery day, So many yeares Thou gainſt, that ſome haue loſt; For they that thinke their Care is at great coſt If they do any good, in Time ſo ſmall, They make their Yeare but a poore Day in all. For as a Learned Man, will comprehend In Compaſſe of his Howre, Doctrine ſo ſound, Which giue another a whole yeare to mend, He ſhall not equall, vpon any ground: So the Iudicious vvhen he comes to beare This powerfull Office, ſtrucke vvith Diuine feare, Collects his ſpirits, redeemes his howres with care, Thinkes of his Charge, and Oath, what Tyes they are, And with a Vertuous Reſolution then Workes more good in one yeare, then ſome in Ten. Nor is this ſpoken any to detract, But all t'encourage to put Truth in Act. Me thinkes I ſee Oppreſſion hang the head, Falſhood and Iniury with their guilt ſtrucke dead At this Tryumphant Hovvre, Ill Cauſes hide Their Leprous Faces, daring not t'abide The Brightneſſe of this day; and in mine eare Me thinkes the Graces Siluer Chimes I heare. Good vviſhes are at vvorke novv in each hart, Throughout this ſphere of Brotherhood play their part, Chiefly thy Noble owne Fraternity, As neere in hart, as they're in place to thee. The Enſignes of whoſe loue Bounty diſplayes, Yet eſteemes all their Coſt ſhort of thy praiſe: There will appeare elected Sonnes of Warre, Which this faire City boaſts of for their Care, Strength and experience, ſet in Truth of heart; All great and glorious Maiſters in that Art Which giues to man his Dignity, Name and Seale, Prepar'd to ſpeake Loue in a Noble Peale. Knowing two Tryumphs muſt on this day dwell, For Magiſtrate, one, and one for Coronell, Returne Lord Generall, that's the Name of State The Souldier giues Thee; Peace, the Magiſtrate. On then, Great Hope, here that good care begins, Which now earths Loue and▪ Heauens hereafter wins.