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The Entertainment of the Lords of the Council by Sheriff Allen (Flora's Welcome) · chunk 1 of 1

Middleton, Thomas · published 1621 · first performed or written 1621 [1620-1621] (Annals)
entertainment; civic play
unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 430 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.

AM I so happy to be blessed again? With These! the choice of many thousand For Royal Trust selected, and a Care That makes you Sacred; may the world compare men, A Confidence with yours? from so complete And excellent a Master? Or so great And free a Love can any Nation show In Subject to the Sovereign, then doth flow From this most thankful City? Waves of Love e'en overwhelm each other, as they move, All striving to be first, they run in one Toth' Ocean's Breast! (the king's Affection.) And you of Honour! that do oft appear In presence of a Majesty so clear, So mighty in Heaven's blessings, be so kind To grace with Words what He shall ever find, And 'tis a glorious Truth, and well beseems Places and Persons of your fair Esteems, Not all the Kingdoms of the Earth, contain A City freer to her Sovereign, More faithful, and more careful; observe here His highness' excellent Trial; Love and Fear Make up a subject's duty, to his King, As justice and sweet Mercy makes up Him; So two fold Virtue twofold Duty, cheers, He knew their lones, now came & touched their fears To try their Temper, (O blessed Heaven) he found It was the Fear he looked for, had it's ground Upon Religion, Reverence, sweet Respect, Love looked not Lovelier, nor divinelier decked, Each reprehensive word He did impart Flew, and cleaved fast to their obedient Heart, 'twas fire within their bosom, could not rest, Till in some serious manner, they'd expressed Their duteous Care, with all speed put in Act Their sovereign's sacred pleasure, to coact Where manners failed, and force, as with a Pill From Humours rude, the Venom of the Ill; “A king's own Admonition, against Crimes, “Is Physic to the Body of the Times. And herein did He Imitate the Highest, (To whom it best becomes Him to be nighest) To chasten, where he loves, it is the Seal Of the Almighty's favour, He doth deal So with his Chosen, do not languish then, Thou Prince of Cities, cause the King of Men Divinely did reprove thee, Know, 'tis Love, Thou art his Chosen City, and wilt prove (As thou hast ever been) faithful and free, The Chamber of his sweet Security: Then in a Health of loy your Hearts express, Whilst I breathe welcome to those Noble Guess. A Trust of Honour, and a Noble Care Still to discharge that Trust, Keep your Fame's fair, You have proceeded carefully; go on, And a full Praise Crown your Progression.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Entertainment of the Lords of the Council by Sheriff Allen (Flora's Welcome)
AuthorMiddleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1621
First performance / composition (Annals)1621 [1620-1621]
First performance (BritDrama)1621 [Apr 16]
Genre (British Drama)entertainment; civic play
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 836 · TCP A07502 · DEEP 5078.09
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 0–55 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 1 of 1 in this edition
Length430 words · 576 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T25 — Kings, power and law: political sententiae at 0.748
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
AM I ſo happy to be bleſt agen? With Theſe! the choice of many thouſand For Royall Truſt ſelected, and a Care That makes you Sacred; may the world compare men, A Confidence with yours? from ſo compleate And excellent a Maſter? Or ſo great And free a Loue can any Nation ſhowe In Subiect to the Soueraigne, then doth flow From this moſt thankfull Citty? Waues of Loue Ee'n ouerwhelme each other, as they moue, All ſtriuing to be firſt, they runne in one To'th Oceans Breſt! (the Kings Affection.) And you of Honor! that doe oft appeare In preſence of a Maieſty ſo cleere, So mighty in Heauens bleſſings, be ſo kind To grace with Words what He ſhall euer find, And tis a glorious Truth, and well beſeemes Places and Perſons of your faire Eſteemes, Not all the Kingdomes of the Earth, containe A Citty freer to her Soueraigne, More faithfull, and more carefull; obſerue here His Highnes excellent Tryall; Loue and Feare Make vp a Subiects duty, to his King, As Iuſtice and ſweete Mercy makes vp Him; So two fold Uertue two-fold Dutie, cheeres, He knew their lones, now came & toucht their fears To try their Temper, (O bleſt Heauen) he found It was the Feare he lookt for, had it's ground Vpon Religion, Reuerence, ſweete Reſpect, Loue lookt not Louelier, nor Diuinelier deckt, Each reprehenſiue word He did impart Flewe, and cleaude faſt to their obedient Heart, Twas fire within their boſome, 'could not reſt, Till in ſome ſerious manner, they'de expreſt Their duteous Care, with all ſpeede put in Act Their Soueraignes ſacred pleaſure, to coact Where manners failde, and force, as with a Pill From Humours rude, the Venom of the Ill; 'A Kings owne Admonition, againſt Crimes, 'Is Phiſicke to the Body of the Times. And herein did He Imitate the Higheſt, (To whom it beſt becomes Him to be nigheſt) To chaſten, where he loues, it is the Seale Of the Almighties fauour, He doth deale So with his Choſen, doe not languiſh then, Thou Prince of Citties, cauſe the King of Men Diuinely did reprooue thee, Know, tis Loue, Thou art his Choſen Cittie, and wilt prooue (As thou haſt euer beene) faithfull and free, The Chamber of his ſweete Security: Then in a Health of loy your Hearts expreſſe, Whilſt I breath welcome to thoſe Noble Gueſſe. A Truſt of Honor, and a Noble Care Still to diſcharge that Truſt, Keepe your Fames faire, You haue proceeded carefully; goe on, And a full Praiſe Crowne your Progreſſion.