The Entertainment at Sir Francis Jones's Welcome (Comus the Great Sir of Feasts) (The Servant of Comus) · chunk 3 of 3
Middleton, Thomas · published 1621 · first performed or written 1621 [1620-1621] (Annals) entertainment; civic play unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 400 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
As I stand now between you, so it makes A perfect Virtue up, when it partakes Of each, and comes no nearer than I do, And Virtue made, We have no need of you, Vanish, be gone. I give glace willingly To You, but not to Her. Nor I to Thee, So, Thus things should have their becoming grace, For Temperance fits the Reverence of this place: Grave Senators, in goodness still increased! Long may you Live to celebrate this Feast, This blessed Season of true joy compiled In which fair Heaven and Man were reconciled: Music? thou modest Servant to this place, Raise chaste Delight, to do this Season grace. Eccho! Eccho! by thy loue once to Narcissus, I now coniure thee not to misse vs, But make thy Sound Vppon the Woods rebound And Mountains—Ecch: And mountaines, And to thy neighbouring Sisters cal,—Sisters cal, Log'd in Caue or hollow Wall And those resounding neere faire Fountaines Ecch: Neere faire Fountaines, Let e'm call to one another—To one another —one another— And one Sister rayse vp tother Ecch.—vp tother— Let it goe from me to you—From me to you —Mee▪ To you, From you to them, be iust and true —Iust and True Neuer cease your Voyces Flight, Till you raise vp chast Delight ——Vp chast Delight, Delight—Who calls me from my Caue Twas I—Twas I, Twas I; This is no Time in silence now to lye Delight—Who I? O I; This is a Season of all I oy compilde, In which faire Heauen and Man were reconcilde Ecch—Heauen and Man were reconcilde, Ecch-Reconcilde, Behold how many a worthy Guest Are met to celebrate this Feast. Delight—I see it plaine, O blame me then, I ne're will showe such Sloth agen; For whose delight am I now raisde? Oh for the Citties! Delight—How? for the Citties? Ecch—For the Citties: Del. To faile a Mistris so renown'd it were a thousand pitties, Ecch—Thousand pitties. Those are her Honor'd Sonnes you now behold, Del. Heauen blesse them all, with Graces manifold. Temp. So! Tis thankfully accepted, y'haue exprest, Your seruice well and fully to this Feast: Adorn'd and honor'd in each happy part, With those most reuerend Patrons to Desert: Ioy neuer faile your meetings, good successe All your Endeuours, and your Fortunes blesse, Gladnes of heart dwell euer in your Brests, And Peace of faire Workes bring you glorious Rests.
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As I ſtand now betweene you, ſo it makes A perfect Vertue vp, when it pertakes Of each, and comes no neerer then I doo, And Vertue made, We haue no neede of you, Vaniſh, be gon. I giue glace willingly To You, but not to Her. Nor I to Thee, So, Thus things ſhould haue their becomming grace, For Temperance fits the Reuerence of this place: Graue Senators, in goodnes ſtill encreaſt! Long may you Liue to celebrate this Feaſt, This bleſſed Seaſon of true Ioy compilde In which faire Heauen and Man were reconcilde▪ Muſique? thou modeſt Seruant to this place, Raiſe chaſt Delight, to doe this Seaſon grace. Eccho! Eccho! by thy loue once to Narciſſus, I now coniure thee not to miſſe vs, But make thy Sound Vppon the Woods rebound And Mountains—Ecch: And mountaines, And to thy neighbouring Siſters cal,—Siſters cal, Log'd in Caue or hollow Wall And thoſe reſounding neere faire Fountaines Ecch: Neere faire Fountaines, Let e'm call to one another—To one another —one another— And one Siſter rayſe vp tother Ecch.—vp tother— Let it goe from me to you—From me to you —Mee▪ To you, From you to them, be iuſt and true —Iuſt and True Neuer ceaſe your Voyces Flight, Till you raiſe vp chaſt Delight ——Vp chaſt Delight, Delight—Who calls me from my Caue Twas I—Twas I, Twas I; This is no Time in ſilence now to lye Delight—Who I? O I; This is a Seaſon of all I oy compilde, In which faire Heauen and Man were reconcilde Ecch—Heauen and Man were reconcilde, Ecch-Reconcilde, Behold how many a worthy Guest Are met to celebrate this Feast. Delight—I ſee it plaine, O blame me then, I ne're will ſhowe ſuch Sloth agen; For whoſe delight am I now raiſde? Oh for the Citties! Delight—How? for the Citties? Ecch—For the Citties: Del. To faile a Miſtris ſo renown'd it were a thouſand pitties, Ecch—Thouſand pitties. Thoſe are her Honor'd Sonnes you now behold, Del. Heauen bleſſe them all, with Graces manifold. Temp. So! Tis thankfully accepted, y'haue expreſt, Your ſeruice well and fully to this Feaſt: Adorn'd and honor'd in each happy part, With thoſe moſt reuerend Patrons to Deſert: Ioy neuer faile your meetings, good ſucceſſe All your Endeuours, and your Fortunes bleſſe, Gladnes of heart dwell euer in your Breſts, And Peace of faire Workes bring you glorious Reſts.