Evgenia Or Trve Nobilities Trance; For The Most Memorable Death, of The Thrice Noble And Religiovs; William Lord Rvssel, &c. Divided into foure Vigils of the Night. By Geo. Chapman |
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Uigiliæ Quartæ & vltimæ.
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Uigiliæ Quartæ & vltimæ.
Inductio.
The
tast of all ioies in societie
The sicke world felt a little satisfie:
The garland, and the Iuie-twisted lance,
Put on, and tost were, by the God of dance.
Vulcan guilt houses, th'Elutherian feast
Of all the liberals: now paid Rites to rest.
Songs, Hymenrals, all the cares of day
Tumults, and quarrels, turnd to peace and play
Representation that the Chymists part
Plaies in her pastimes, now turnd with her Art
This Iron world into the goulden age,
Earths antient worthes, showing on her stage:
Where those sweete swarmes that tast no crabbed lacks
Hang thicke, with all their honnie on their backs,
Imbrac't with musicke, and the pride of wit:
Silence much more in solemne state doth sit
In that faire concourse, with an Actors voice,
Then where Rich Law insults, still vext with noise,
The sicke world felt a little satisfie:
The garland, and the Iuie-twisted lance,
Put on, and tost were, by the God of dance.
Vulcan guilt houses, th'Elutherian feast
Of all the liberals: now paid Rites to rest.
Songs, Hymenrals, all the cares of day
Tumults, and quarrels, turnd to peace and play
Representation that the Chymists part
Plaies in her pastimes, now turnd with her Art
This Iron world into the goulden age,
Earths antient worthes, showing on her stage:
Where those sweete swarmes that tast no crabbed lacks
Hang thicke, with all their honnie on their backs,
Imbrac't with musicke, and the pride of wit:
Silence much more in solemne state doth sit
In that faire concourse, with an Actors voice,
And where nine Herolds could not crowne her peace,
One Prologue here, puts on her wreath with ease.
Loue ioies began to burne; and all did rise
To giue the thriftlesse euening sacrifice.
One Prologue here, puts on her wreath with ease.
Loue ioies began to burne; and all did rise
To giue the thriftlesse euening sacrifice.
Then went the muses, virtues, graces on
The Herse and Toombe, the croune to set vpon
Of this most endlesse noble Lord deceast,
And to his soules ioy, and his bodies rest
A Hymne aduaunce, which to the Trumpe of Fame,
Poore Poesie sung; Her euery other dame
(Th'ingenuous Muses) ringing out, the Chore;
Fame sounded; Poesie, sung the part before:
The Herse and Toombe, the croune to set vpon
Of this most endlesse noble Lord deceast,
And to his soules ioy, and his bodies rest
A Hymne aduaunce, which to the Trumpe of Fame,
Poore Poesie sung; Her euery other dame
(Th'ingenuous Muses) ringing out, the Chore;
Fame sounded; Poesie, sung the part before:
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