Randolph, Thomas · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 20] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
They'll make thee any thing. Thou art already Cricket and Grasshopper.— Chaerilos, how does she dance? Have you beheld the little fable beast Clad in an Ebon mantle, hight a flea, Whose supple joints so nimbly skip and caper From hem to sleeve, from sleeve to hem again, Dancing a measure o'er a Lady's smock, With motion quick, and courtly equipage? So trips fair Phryne o'er the flowery stage. Now thou art a flea.— How snorts she as she sleeps! Zephyrus breathes not with a sweeter gale Through a grove of sycamore one. The soft spring Chides not the pebbles that disturb his course With sweeter murmur. Let Amphion's lute (That built our Theban walls) be henceforth mute. Orpheus shall break his harp, and silent be, The reed of Pan, and pipe of Mercury: Yea, though the spheres be dumb, I care not for't: No music such as her melodious snort. Melodious snort! With what decorum spits she! Like the sweet gums that from Electar trees Distil, or honey of the labouring bees: Like morning dew that in a pleasant shower Drops pearls into the bosom of a flower; Cupid with acorn cups close by her fits, To snatch away the Nectar that she spits. Ballio, present me with the crowns of laurel. Thus I drop wine the best of Helicon On your learned heads, and crown you thus with bays. Rise Poets laureate both! Favour Apollo! The Muses and Asotus be propitious! I will not have you henceforth sneak to Taverns. And peep like fiddlers into gentlemen's rooms, To shark for wine and radishes: nor lie sentinel At Ordinaries, nor take up at plays Some novice for a supper: you shall deal No more in ballads to bewail an execution In lamentable rhythms: nor beg in Elegies: Nor counterfeit a sickness to draw in A contribution: nor work journeywork Under some playhouse post, that deals in Wit by retail: nor shall you task your brains To grace a Burgess new post with a Rebus: Or furnish a young suitor with an Anagram Upon his mistress name: nor study posies For rings and bracelets.— Injure not the bough Of Daphne: know that you are laureate now. How like you this discourse? Excellent well. It is a handsome lass. If I were young (As I am not decrepit) I would give A talon for a kiss. Come beauteous Mars, I'll comb thy hair smooth as the ravens feather, And weave those stubborn locks to amorous bracelets; Then call a livelier red into thy face, And soften with a kiss thy rugged lips. I must not have this beard so rudely grow, But with my needle I will set each hair In decent order, as you rank your squadrons. Here's a full bowl to beauteous Phryne's health. What durst thou do, Thrasymachus, to the man That should deny it? Dissect him into atoms. I durst do more for beauteous Phryne's sake. What, more than I? Hyperbolus, thou art mortal.
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They'le make thee any thing. Thou art already Cricket and Grashopper. —Chaerilos, how does she dance? Have you beheld the little fable beast Clad in an Ebon mantle, hight a flea, Whose supple joynts so nimbly skip and caper From hemme to sleeve, from sleeve to hemme again, Dancing a measure o're a Ladies smock, With motion quick, and courtly equipage? So trips fair Phryne o're the flowry stage. Now thou art a flea. —How snorts she as she sleeps! Zephyrus breaths not with a sweeter gale Through a grove of sycmore one. The soft spring Chides not the pebles that disturb his course With sweeter murmure. Let Amphions lute (That built our Theban walls) be henceforth mute. Orpheus shall break his harp, and silent be, The reed of Pan, and pipe of Mercury: Yea, though the spheres be dumbe, I care not for't: No musick such as her melodious snort. Melodious snort! With what decorum spits she! Like the sweet gummes that from Electar trees Distill, or honey of the labouring bees: Like morning dew that in a pleasant showre Drops pearls into the bosome of a flowre; Cupid with acorn cups close by her fits, To snatch away the Nectar that she spits. Ballio, present me with the crowns of laurell. Thus I drop wine the best of Helicon On your learn'd heads, and crown you thus with bayes. Rise Poets laureat both! Favour Apollo! The Muses and Asotus be propitious! I will not have you henceforth sneak to Taverns. And peep like fidlers into Gentlemens rooms, To shark for wine and radishes: nor lie sentinell At Ordinaries, nor take up at playes Some novice for a supper: you shall deal No more in ballads to bewail an execution In lamentable rythmes: nor beg in Elegies: Nor counterfeit a sicknesse to draw in A contribution: nor work journey-work Under some play-house post, that deals in Wit by retail: nor shall you task your brains To grace a Burgesse new post with a Rebus: Or furnish a young suitour with an Anagram Upon his mistresse name: nor studie posies For rings and bracelets. —Injure not the bough Of Daphne: know that you are laureat now. How like you this discourse? Excellent well. It is a handsome lasse. If I were young (As I am not decrepit) I would give A talent for a kisse. Come beauteous Mars, I'le kembe thy hair smooth as the ravens feather, And weave those stubborn locks to amorous bracelets; Then call a livelier red into thy face, And soften with a kisse thy rugged lips. I must not have this beard so rudely grow, But with my needle I will set each hair In decent order, as you rank your squadrons. Here's a full bowl to beauteous Phrynes health. What durst thou do, Thrasymachus, to the man That should deny it? Dissect him into atomes. I durst do more for beauteous Phrynes sake. What, more then I? Hyperbolus, thou art mortall.