The Entertainment at Sir Francis Jones's at Easter (The Four Seasons) · chunk 1 of 3
Middleton, Thomas · published 1621 · first performed or written 1621 [1620-1621] (Annals) entertainment; civic play unassigned nearest T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi · 398 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
FLora, Flora! We call thee heere, We call thee heere, From forth thy fragrant Bower, Thou Queene of euery laughing Flower, Appeare! Appeare to vs, To vs appeare: Thou Banquet of the Yeare, Or if a Name may be more sweet, more deere. Harke, Summer harke, Marke, Autumne, marke, How coughing Winter mournes to see This smiling Houre, Would it were nipt for me, But soft I feele no such decay But I may liue to kisse faire May, And in the Morne and Euening howers, Leaue my cold sweats vpon the Flowers. Alasse poore Mumps, at thy weake power We laugh, —Oh—Oh—O— He's strucke cold At Floraes first appearing, Looke, in a Sound, Will drop to'th ground. Helpe, helpe, helpe, he wants your cheering. Oh I confesse Feild Emperesse, The Beauty of thy power amazes, I am content to ioyne With those three Friends of thine, And helpe to chant thy prayses; Now all the Seasons of the Yeare agree To giue, (Faire Flora) the prime place to Thee. Where's Hyacinth! the Boy Appollo loude, And turnde into a Flower? Here, Queene of sweetnes. Adonis! thou that for thy beauteous chastity, Wert turnde into the chastest of all Flowers, (The closse-infolded Rose) blowen into Blushes It is so mayden-modest, What's thy pleasure Faire Empresse of sweete Odours, Willing Seruants! I haue Employment for you both, and speedy, We waite with much Ioy to receiue the charge on't; Hast, to the two Assisting Magistrates, Those worthy Citty Consulls, Beare our sweete wishes to e'm, and speake Ioy From vs, to both their Feasts, And to that part of their Graue-worthy Guesse Which here we misse to day, though here be those Whom we ought more especially to Honor, Say though we cannot there our selfe appeare, Because we owe our greater seruice here, Yet that they shal not faile of all their due, We send the wishes of our Heart by you. Which shall be faithfully tendred, Tis presum'd; But to this faire Assembly present now I, and these yeelding Sweets all their heads bow In honour of this Feast, of the Day, chiefe, Made solemne by the workes of your Reliefe, Your Cares, your Charities, the holy Vse Of pious exercise; all which infuse Blessings into your Fortunes, you abound In temporall things, cause blessed fruits are found Vpon the Stocks you graft on, marke the Encrease;
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FLora, Flora! We call thee heere, We call thee heere, From forth thy fragrant Bower, Thou Queene of euery laughing Flower, Appeare! Appeare to vs, To vs appeare: Thou Banquet of the Yeare, Or if a Name may be more ſweet, more deere. Harke, Summer harke, Marke, Autumne, marke, How coughing Winter mournes to ſee This ſmiling Houre, Would it were nipt for me, But ſoft I feele no ſuch decay But I may liue to kiſſe faire May, And in the Morne and Euening howers, Leaue my cold ſweats vpon the Flowers. Alaſſe poore Mumps, at thy weake power We laugh, —Oh—Oh—O— He's ſtrucke cold At Floraes firſt appearing, Looke, in a Sound, Will drop to'th ground. Helpe, helpe, helpe, he wants your cheering. Oh I confeſſe Feild Empereſſe, The Beauty of thy power amazes, I am content to ioyne With thoſe three Friends of thine, And helpe to chant thy prayſes; Now all the Seaſons of the Yeare agree To giue, (Faire Flora) the prime place to Thee. Where's Hyacinth! the Boy Appollo loude, And turnde into a Flower? Here, Queene of ſweetnes. Adonis! thou that for thy beauteous chaſtity, Wert turnde into the chaſteſt of all Flowers, (The cloſſe-infolded Roſe) blowen into Bluſhes It is ſo mayden-modeſt, What's thy pleaſure Faire Empreſſe of ſweete Odours, Willing Seruants! I haue Employment for you both, and ſpeedy, We waite with much Ioy to receiue the charge on't; Haſt, to the two Aſſiſting Magiſtrates, Thoſe worthy Citty Conſulls, Beare our ſweete wiſhes to e'm, and ſpeake Ioy From vs, to both their Feaſts, And to that part of their Graue-worthy Gueſſe Which here we miſſe to day, though here be thoſe Whom we ought more eſpecially to Honor, Say though we cannot there our ſelfe appeare, Becauſe we owe our greater ſeruice here, Yet that they ſhal not faile of all their due, We ſend the wiſhes of our Heart by you. Which ſhall be faithfully tendred, Tis preſum'd; But to this faire Aſſembly preſent now I, and theſe yeelding Sweets all their heads bow In honour of this Feaſt, of the Day, chiefe, Made ſolemne by the workes of your Reliefe, Your Cares, your Charities, the holy Vſe Of pious exerciſe; all which infuſe Bleſſings into your Fortunes, you abound In temporall things, cauſe bleſſed fruits are found Vpon the Stocks you graft on, marke the Encreaſe;