Chloridia: Rites to Chloris and Her Nymphs · chunk 3 of 3
Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 [Feb 22] (Annals) masque · before the Court T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.69 · 447 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Run out, all the Floods, in joy with your silver feet; And haste to meet, the enamoured Spring; For whom the warbling Fountains sing: The story of the flowers; preserved by the Hours; At Iuno's soft command, and Iris showers; Sent to quench jealousy, and all those powers Of love's rebellious war: Whilst Chloris sits a shining star To crown, and grace our jolly song, made long, To the notes, that we bring, to glad the Spring. Tell a truth, gay Spring, let us know What feet they were, that so Impressed the Earth, and made such various flowers to grow! She that led, a Queen was at least, Or a Goddess, 'bove the rest: And all their graces, in herself expressed! O it were a fame, to know her name! Whether she were the root; Or they did take th'impression, from her foot. Now Iuno, and the Air shall know The truth of what is done below, From our discoloured bow. Iris, what news? The air is clear, your bow can tell, Chloris renowned, Spite fled to Hell; The business all is well. And Cupid sues- For pardon. does he? He sheds tears More than your Birds have eyes. The Gods have ears. Offences, made against the Deities, Are soon forgot- If who offends, be wife. Rise golden Fame, and give thy name a birth From great and generous actions, done on Earth. The life of Fame is action. Understood That action must be virtuous, great, and good! Virtue itself by Fame is of't protected, And dies despised— Where the Fame's neglected Who hath not heard of Chloris, and her bower Fair Iris act, employed by Iuno's power To guard the Spring, and prosper every flower, Whom jealousy and Hell thought to devour? Great actions of't obscured by time, may lie, Or envy— But they last to memory. we that sustain thee, Learned Poesy And I, her sister, severe History. With Architecture, who will raise thee high, And Sculpture, that can keep thee from to die. All help lift thee to eternity. And Iuno, through the air, doth make thy way, By her serenest Messenger of Day. Thus Fame ascends, by all degrees, to Heaven: And leaves a light, here, brighter, than the seven. Let all applaud the sight. Air first, that gave the bright Reflections, Day or Night! With these supports of Fame, That keep alive her name! The beauties of the Spring. Founts, Rivers, every thing: From the height of all, To the Waters fall- Resound, and sing The honours of his Chloris, to the King. Chloris, the Queen of Flowers; The sweetness of all Showers; The ornament of Bowers; The top of Paramours!
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Run out, all the Flouds, in ioy with your siluer feete; And hast to meete, the enamour'd Spring; For whom the warbling Fountaynes sing: The story of the flowers; preserued by the Howers; At Iuno's soft command, and Iris showers; Sent to quench iealousie, and all those powers Of Loues rebellious warre: Whil'st Chloris sits a shining starre To crowne, and grace our iolly song, made long, To the notes, that we bring, to glad the Spring. Tell a truth, gay Spring, let vs know What feete they were, that so Impres't the Earth, and made such various flowers to grow! She that led, a Queene was at least, Or a Goddesse, 'boue the rest: And all their graces, in her selfe expres't! O'it were a fame, to know her name! Whether she were the roote; Or they did take th'impression, from her foote. Now Iuno, and the Ayre shall know The truth of what is done below, From our discolourd bow. Iris, what newes? The ayre is cleare, your bow can tell, Chloris renown'd, Spight fled to Hell; The busines all is well. And Cupid sues- For pardon. Do's hee? Hee sheds teares More then your Birds haue eyes. The Gods haue eares. Offences, made agaynst the Deities, Are soone forgot- If who offends, be wife. Rise golden Fame, and giue thy name a birth From great and generous actions, done on Earth. The life of Fame is action. Vnderstood That action must be vertuous, great, and good! Vertue it selfe by Fame is of't protected, And dies despised— Where the Fames neglected Who hath not heard of Chloris, and her bowre Fayre Iris act, employ'd by Iuno's power To guard the Spring, and prosper euery flower, Whom Iealousie and Hell thought to deuoure? Great actions of't obscurd by time, may lye, Or enuy— But they last to memory. Wee that sustaine thee, Learned Poesy And I, her sister, seuere History. With Architecture, who will rayse thee high, And Sculpture, that can keepe thee from to dye. All helpe lift thee to eternity. And Iuno, through the ayre, doth make thy way, By her serenest Messenger of Day. Thus Fame ascend's, by all degrees, to Heauen: And leaues a light, here, brighter, then the seuen. Let all applaud the sight. Ayre first, that gaue the bright Reflections, Day or Night! With these supports of Fame, That keepe aliue her name! The beauties of the Spring. Fount's, Riuers, euery thing: From the height of all, To the Waters fall- Resound, and sing The honour's of his Chloris, to the King. Chloris, the Queene of Flowers; The sweetnesse of all Showres; The ornament of Bowres; The top of Par-amours!