London's Ius Honorarium (London's Law of Honor) · chunk 2 of 3
Heywood, Thomas · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 [Oct 29] (Annals) civic play; pageant unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 531 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
You are now General, do but bravely lead, And (doubtless) all will march, as you shall tread: You are the Captain, do but bravely stand To oppose vice, see, all this goodly band Now in their City Liveries will apply Themselves to follow, where your Colours fly. You are the chief, defend my daughter Truth, And then both Health and Poverty, Age and Youth, Will follow this your Standard, to oppose Error, Sedition, Hate, (the common foes.) But pardon Time (grave Lord) who speaks to thee; As well what thou now art, as aught to be. See you this withered branch, by Time o'er grown A City's Symbol, ruined, and trod down. A Tree that bore bad fruit; Dissimulation, Pride, Malice, Envy, Atheism, Supplantation, Ill Government, Prophannes, Fraud, Oppression, Neglect of virtue, Freedom to transgression, Obedience, here with power did disagree, All which fair London be still far from thee. You noble Cities of this generous Isle, May these my two each Ladies ever smile. (Justice, and mercy) on you. You we know Are come to grace this our triumphant show. And of your courtesy, the hand to kiss Of London, this fair lands Metropolis. Why sister Cities sit you thus amazed? If to behold above you, windows glazed With Diomonds'sted of glass? Stars hither sent, This day to deck our lower Firmament? Is it to see my numerous Children round Encompass me? So that no place is found. In all my large streets empty? My issue spread In number more than stones whereon they tread. To see my Temples, Houses, even all places. With people covered, as If, Tiled with faces? Will you know whence proceeds this fair increase, This joy? the fruits of a continued peace, The way to thrive; to prosper in each calling, The weak, and shrinking states, to keep from falling, Behold; my motto shall all this display, Read and observe it well: Serve and obey. Obedience though it humbly doth begin, It soon augments unto a Magazine Of plenty, in all Citties'tis the ground, And doth like harmony in music sound: Nations and Common weals, by it alone Flourish: It incorporates, many into one, And makes unanimous peace content and joy, Which pride, doth still Insidiate to destrsy. And you grave Lord, on whom right honour calls, Both borne and bredi'th circuit of my walls, By virtue and example, have made plain, How others may like eminence attain. Persist in this blessed concord, may we long, That Cities to this City may still throng, To view my annual triumphs, and so grace, Those honoured Praetors that supply this place. A Soldier, by valour and martial Discipline A Churchman by Learning and degrees in schools A Statesman by Travel and Language &c. A Lord Maior by Commerce and Traffic both The Palace of Honour is thus governed I Katherine, long since Sainted for true piety, The Lady patroness of this Society, A queen, a Virgin, and a Martyr: All My Atributes: Invite you to this Hall Called Honours palace: nor is this my Wheel, Blind Fortune's Emblem, she that makes to reel; Kingdoms and Common weals, all turning round, Some to advance, and others to Confound:
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You are now Generall, doe but bravely lead, And (doubtlesse) all will march, as you shall tread: You are the Captaine, doe but bravely stand To oppose vice, see, all this goodly band Now in their City Liveries will apply Themselves to follow, where your Colours fly. You are the chiefe, defend my daughter Truth, And then both Health and Poverty, Age and Youth, Will follow this your Standard, to oppose Errour, Sedition, Hate, (the common foes.) But pardon Time (grave Lord) who speaks to thee; As well what thou now art, as ought to be. See you this withered branch, by Time o're growne A Cities Symbole, ruind, and trod downe. A Tree that bare bad fruit; Dissimulation, Pride, Malice, Envy, Atheisme, Supplantation, Ill Government, Prophannes, Fraud, Oppressiō, Neglect of vertue, Freedome to transgression, Obedience, here with power did disagree, All which faire London be still farre from thee. You noble Citties of this generous Isle, May these my two each Ladies ever smile. (Justice, and mercy) on you. You we know Are come to grace this our triumphant show. And of your curtesy, the hand to kisse Of London, this faire lands Metropolis. Why sister Cittyes sit you thus amazd? If to behold above you, windowes glas'd With Diomonds'sted of glasse? Starres hither sent, This day to deck our lower Firmament? Is it to see my numerous Children round Incompasse me? So that no place is found. In all my large streets empty? My yssue spred In number more then stones whereon they tread. To see my Temples, Houses, even all places. With people covered, as If, Tyl'd with faces? Will you know whence proceedes this faire increase, This joy? the fruits of a continued peace, The way to thrive; to prosper in each calling, The weake, and shrinking states, to keepe from falling, Behold; my motto shall all this display, Reade and observe it well: Serve and obay. Obedience though it humbly doth begin, It soone augments unto a Magozin Of plenty, in all Citties'tis the grownd, And doth like harmony in musicke sound: Nations and Common weales, by it alone Flourish: It incorporates, many into one, And makes vnanimous peace content and joy, Which pride, doth still Insidiate to destrsy. And you grave Lord, on whom right honour cals, Both borne and bredi'th circuit of my wals, By vertue and example, have made plaine, How others may like eminence attaine. Persist in this blest concord, may we long, That Citties to this City may still throng, To view my annuall tryumphs, and so grace, Those honored Pretors that supply this place. A Souldier, by valour and martiall Discipline A Churchman by Learning and degrees in scooles A Statesman by Trauell and Language &c. A Lord Maior by Commerce and Trafficke both The Palace of Honour is thus governed I Katherin, long since Sainted for true piety, The Lady patronesse of this Society, A queene, a Virgin, and a Martir: All My Atributes: Inuite you to this Hall Cald Honours pallace: nor is this my Wheele, Blind Fortunes Embleame, she that makes to reel; Kingdomes and Common weales, all turning round, Some to aduance, and others to Confound: