Hawkins, William · published 1627 · first performed or written 1627 [Feb 6] (Annals) comedy T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses typicality 0.85 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
You have, judicious Philoponus, More hardly in the grove, more briefly here, Dispelled those mists, which that enchanting witch Had cast before mine eyes. I see, I see The light of reason, then eclipsed quite, But now reviving my recovered sight. O how I loathe, and hate that juggling hand, That wrote, or teached to me these baleful lines. What sacrifice to Virtue can I yield More or, than thus to tear that robe, wherein That poison was conveyed, to be to me As was the deadly shirt to Hercules? So would I also her. Your best revenge on her will be henceforth, No more to speak with her by word or pen, Women's fair words work deep with passive men What heaps of thanks owe I, and cannot pay, To such a faithful other self, whose hand Hath reached forth that Ariadne's thread Which me out of this Labyrinth hath led. Come let us up into Apollo's Court. The Session is long since begun. There shall you more confirm your resolution, by hearing Apollo himself in his judgement seat. I Tell thee again, I have no great hope of it. You have suffered so many repulses, that if I were in your case— Where is he. So ho. Come along, mend your pace. What? have you the gout? Alas in foot, and hand too. My father and grandsire had so. Stand up for shame. Else how will you appear in Apollo's presence, so much as to present your request. Well. I'll stretch my limbs so far, though I be already tired with our long journey. A long journey from your Cottage to Apollo's Court? when your Tent is fixed but on the other side of the wall. A man may fling a horse lose so far. I'll rather be fed with horse bread, than travail so far again to fetch whitebread. But I pray you let us sit down. I shall talk much wiser, sitting then standing. Why so? Do not judges sith as now Apollo does there. And I hope they are wiser, than those that stand to hear them. I judge standing, that thou hast little understanding that art such an enemy to standing. But sir Drudo, why do you discourage me from hope of admittance? The truth is, I see no great reason why you should be admitted. I'm sure for these seven years, every visitation day you have been shut out of doors by Musaeus as soon as ever he espied you lying upon the bench in Apollo's Court. And for the most part, when your name hath been called aloud by Praco, you have been asleep, and were fain to be jogged and shaked again before you would answer. Out upon thee, what art thou in a Lethargy? I think thy mother was asleep when thou wast begotten. So bo. So bo. I tell thee again, after seven repulses, why shouldest thou knock at Apollo's gate.
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You haue, udicious Philoponus, More hardly in the groue, more briefly here, Dispel'd those mists, which that inchanting witch Had cast before mine eyes. I see, I see The light of reason, then eclipsed quite, But now reuiueing my recouered sight. O how I loath, and hate that iugling hand, That wrote, or each't to me these balefull lines. What sacrifice to Vertue can I yeeld More r, then thus to teare that obe, wherein That poyson was conuey'd, to be to me As was the deadly shirt to Hercules? So would I also her. Your best reuenge on her will be henceforth, No more to speake with her by word or pen, Weomens faire words worke deep with passiue men What heaps of thankes owe I, and cannot pay, To such a faithfull other selfe, whose hand Hath reached forth that Ariadnes thred Which me out of this Labyrinth hath led. Com let vs vp into Apollos Court. The Session long since begunne. There shall you more confirme your resolution, by heaing Apollo himself in his iudgment seate. I Tell thee againe, I haue no great hope of it. You haue suffered so many repulses, that if I were in your case—Where is he. So ho. Come along, mend your pace. What? haue you the gout? Alas in foot, and hand too. My father and grandsite had so. Stand vp for shame. Else how will you appeare in Apollos presence, so much as to present your request. Well. I'le stretch my limbs so farre, though I bee already tyred with ou long iourney. A long iourney from your Cottage to Apollos Court? when your Tent is fixed but on the other side of the wall. A man may fling a horse loase so farre. I'le rather bee fed with horse bread, then trauaile so farre againe to fetch whitebread. But I pray you let vs sit downe. I shall talke much wiser, sitting then standing. Why so? Doe not Iudges sit as now Apollo does there. And I hope they are wiser, then those that stand to heare them. I judge standing, that thou hast littl vnderstanding that art such an enemy to standing. But sir Drud, why doe you discourage mee from hope of admittance? The truth is, I see no great reason why you should be admitted. I'me sue for these seuen yeeres, euery visitation day you haue bin shut out of doores by Musaeus as soone as euer hee espyed you lying vpon the bench in Apollos Court. And for the most part, when your name hath bin called aloud by Pco, you haue bin asleepe, and were faine to be ioggd and shak'd againe before you would answer. Out vpon thee, what art thou in a Lthargy? I thinke thy mother was asleepe when thou wast begotten. So bo. So bo. I tell thee againe, after seuen repulses, why shouldest thou knocke at Apollos gate.