Troia-Noua Triumphans London Triumphing, or The Solemne, Magnificent, and Memorable Receiving of that worthy Gentleman, Sir Iohn Svvinerton Knight, into the Citty of London, after his Returne from taking The Oath of Maioralty at Westminster, on the Morrow, next after Simon and Iudes day, being the 29. of October. 1612 |
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Tryumphes , are the most choice and daintiest fruit that spring from Peace and Abundance; Loue begets them; and Much Cost brings them forth. Expectation feeds vpon them, but seldome to a surfeite, for when she is most full, her longing wants something to be satisfied. So inticing a shape they carry, that Princes themselues take pleasure to behold them; they with delight; common people with admiration. They are now and then the Rich and Glorious Fires of Bounty, State and Magnificence, giuing light and beauty to the Courts of Kings: And now and then, it is but a debt payd to Time and Custome: And out of that dept come These. Ryot hauing no hand in laying out the Expences, and yet no hand in plucking backe what is held decent to be bestowed. A sumptuous Thriftinesse in these Ciuil Ceremonies managing All. For it were not laudable, in a City (so rarely gouerned and tempered) superfluously to exceed; As contrariwise it is much honor to her (when the Day of spending comes) not to be sparing in any thing. For the Chaires of Magistrates ought to be adorned, and to shine like the Chariot which caries the Sunne; And Beames (if it were possible) must be thought to be shot from the One as from the Other: As well to dazle and amaze the common
In a happy houre therefore did your Lordship take vpon you this inseperable burden (of Honor and Cares) because your selfe being Generous of mind, haue met with men, and with a Company equall to your Selfe in Spirit. And vpon as fortunate a Tree haue they ingrafted their Bounty; the fruites whereof shoot forth and ripen, are gathered, and taste sweetly, in the mouthes not onely of this Citty, but also of our best-to beloued friends, the Noblest strangers. Vpon whom, though none but our Soueraigne King can bestow Royall welcomes; yet shall it be a Memoriall of an Exemplary Loue and Duty (in those who are at the Cost of these Triumphs) to haue added some Heightning more to them then was intended at first, of purpose to do honor to their Prince and Countrey. And I make no doubt, but many worthy Companies in this City could gladly be content to be partners in the Disbursements, so they might be sharers in the Glory. For to haue bene leaden-winged now, what infamy could be greater? When all the streames of Nobility and Gentry, run with the Tide hither. When all Eares lye listning for no newes but of Feasts and Triumphs: All Eyes still open to behold them: And all harts and hands to applaud them: When the heape of our Soueraignes Kingdomes are drawne in Little: and to be seene within the Walles of this City. Then to haue tied Bounty in too straight a girdle: Proh scelus infandum! No; she hath worne her garments loose, her lippes haue
By this time the Lord Maior hath taken his oath, is seated in his barge againe; a lowd thundring peale of Chambers giue him a Fare-well as he passes by. And see! how quickly we are in ken of land, as suddenly therefore let vs leap on shore, and there obserue what honorable entertainement the Citty affoords to their new Prætor, and what ioyfull salutations to her noble Visitants.
The first Triumph on the Land.
The Lord Maior, and Companyes being landed, the first Deuice which is presented to him on the shore, stands ready to receiue him at the end of Pauls-Chayne, (on the south side the Church) and this it is.
A Sea-Chariot artificially made, proper for a God of the sea to sit in; shippes dancing round about it, with Dolphins and other great Fishes playing or lying at the foot of the same, is drawne by two Sea-horses.
Neptune.
In this Chariot sits Neptune, his head circled with a Coronet of siluer, Scollup-shels, stucke with branches of
At Neptunes foot sits Luna (the Moone) who beeing gouernesse of the sea, & all petty Flouds, as from whose influence they receiue their ebbings and flowings, challenges to herselfe this honour, to haue rule and command of those Horses that draw the Chariot, and therefore she holds their reynes in her hands.
She is atired in light roabes fitting her state and condition, with a siluer Crescent on her head, expressing both her power and property.
The whole Chariot figuring in it selfe that vast compasse which the sea makes about the body of the earth: whose Globicall Rotundity is Hieroglifically represented by the wheele of the Chariot.
Before this Chariot ride foure Trytons, who are feyned by Poets to bee Trumpeters to Neptune, and for that cause make way before him, holding strange Trumpets in their hands, which they sound as they passe along, their habits being Antike, and Sea-like, and sitting vpon foure seuerall fishes, viz. two Dolphins, and two Mer-maids, which are not (after the old procreation) begotten of painted cloath, and browne paper, but are liuing beasts, so queintly disguised like the natural fishes, of purpose to auoyd the trouble and pestering of Porters, who with much noyse and little comlinesse are euery yeare most vnnecessarily imployed.
The time being ripe, when the scope of this Deuice is to be deliuered, Neptunes breath goeth forth in these following Speeches.
Neptunes
Speeches.
Whence breaks this warlike thunder of lowd drummes,
(Clarions and Trumpets) whose shrill eccho comes
Vp to our Watery Court, and calles from thence
Vs, and our Trytons? As if violence
Weere to our Siluer-footed Sister done
(Of Flouds the Queene) bright Thamesis, who does runne
Twice euery day to our bosome, and there hides
Her wealth, whose, Streame in liquid Christall glides
Guarded with troopes of Swannes? what does beget
These Thronges? this Confluence? why do voyces beate
The Ayre with acclamations of applause,
Good wishes, Loue, and Praises? what is't drawes
All Faces this way? This way Rumor flyes,
From earth receiue, with Musicall rebounding,
And strike the Seas with repercussiue sounding.
Oh! now I see the cause: vanish vaine feares,
Isis no danger feeles: for her head weares
Crowns of Rich Triumphes, which This day puts on,
And in Thy Honor all these Rites are done.
Whose Name when Neptune heard, t'was a strange Spell,
Thus farre-vp into th'Land to make him swell
Beyond his Bownds, and with his Sea-troops wait
Thy wish't arriuall, to congratulate.
Goe therefore on, goe boldly: thou must saile
In rough Seas (now) of Rule: and euery Gale
Will not perhaps befriend thee: But (how blacke
So ere the Skyes looke) dread not Thou a Wracke,
For when Integrity and Innocence sit
Steering the Helme, no Rocke the Ship can split.
Nor care the Whales (neuer so great) their Iawes
Should stretch to swallow thee: Euery good mans cause
Is in all stormes his Pilot: He that's sound
To himselfe (in Conscience) nere can run-a-ground.
Which that thou mayst do, neuer looke on't still:
For (Spite of Fowle gusts) calmer Windes shall fill
Thy Sayles at last. And see! they home haue brought
A Ship which Bacchus (God of Wines) hath fraught
With richest Iuice of Grapes, which thy Friends shall
Drinke off in Healths to this Great Festiuall.
If any at Thy happinesse repine,
They gnaw but their Owne hearts, and touch not Thine.
Let Bats and Skreech-Owles murmure at bright Day,
Whiles Prayers of Good-men Guide Thee on the way.
Sownd old Oceanus Trumpeters, and lead on.
The Trytons then sownding, according to his command, Neptune in his Chariot passeth along before the Lord Maior. The foure Windes (habilimented to their quality, and hauing both Faces and Limbes proportionable to their blustring and boisterous condition) driue forward that Ship of which Neptune spake. And this concludes this first Triumph on the Land.
These two Shewes passe on vntill they come into Pauls-Church-yard, where standes another Chariot; the former Chariot of Neptune, with the Ship, beeing conueyd into Cheap-side, this other then takes the place: And this is the Deuice.
The second Land-Triumph.
It is the Throne of Vertue, gloriously adorned & beautified with all things that are fit to expresse the Seat of so noble and diuine a Person.
Vpon the height, and most eminent place (as worthiest be exalted) sits Arete (Vertue) herselfe; her temples shining with a Diadem of starres, to shew that her Descent is onely from heauen: her roabes are rich, her mantle white (figuring Innocency) and powdred with starres of gold, as an Embleme that she puts vpon Men, the garments of eternity.
Beneath Her, in distinct places, sit the Seauen liberall Sciences, viz. Grammer, Rhetoricke, Logicke, Musicke, Arithmetike, Geometry, Astronomy.
Hauing those roomes alloted them, as being Mothers to all Trades, Professions, Mysteries and Societies, and the readiest guide to Vertue. Their habits are Light Roabes,
At the backe of this Chariot sit foure Cupids, to signifie that vertue is most honored when she is followed by Loue.
This Throne, or Chariot, is drawne by foure Horses: vpon the two formost ride Time and Mercury: the first, the Begetter and Bringer forth of all things in the world, the second, the God of Wisedome and Eloquence. On the other two Horses ride Desire and Industry; it beeing intimated hereby, that Tyme giues wings to Wisedome, and sharpens it, Wisedome sets Desire a burning, to attaine to Vertue, and that Burning Desire begets Industry (earnestnestly to pursue her.) And all these (together) make men in Loue with Arts, Trades, Sciences, and Knowledge, which are the onely staires and ascensions to the Throne of Vertue, and the onely glory and vpholdings of Cities. Time hath his wings, Glasse, and Sythe, which cuts downe All.
Mercury hath his Caduceus, or Charming Rod, his fethered Hat, his Wings, and other properties fitting his condition, Desire caries a burning heart in her hand.
Industry is in the shape of an old Country-man, bearing on his shoulder a Spade, as the Embleme of Labour.
Before this Chariot, or Throne (as Guardians and Protectors to Vertue, to Arts, and to the rest; and as Assistants to Him who is Chiefe within the Citty for that yeare) are mounted vpon horsebacke twelue Persons (two by two)
The Lord Maior beeing approached to this Throne, Vertue thus salutes him.
The Speech of Arete (Vertue.)
Haile (worthy Pretor) stay, and do Me grace,
(Who still haue cald thee Patron) In this place
To take from me heap'd welcomes, who combine
These peoples hearts in one, to make them thine.
Bright Vertues name thou know'st and heaun'ly birth,
And therefore (spying thee) downe she leapd to earth
Whence vicious men had driuen her: On her throne
The Liberall Arts waite: from whose brests do runne
The milke of Knowledge: on which, Sciences feed,
Trades and Professions: And by Them, the seed
Of Ciuill, Popular gouernment, is sowne;
Which springing vp, loe! to what heigth tis growne
In Thee and These is seene. And (to maintaine
This Greatnesse) Twelue strong Pillars it sustaine;
Vpon whose Capitals, Twelue Societies stand,
(Graue and well-ordred) bearing chiefe Command
Within this City, and (with Loue) thus reare
Thy fame, in free election, for this yeare.
All arm'd, to knit their Nerues (in One) with Thine,
To guard this new Troy: And, (that She may shine
In Thee, as Thou in Her) no Misers kay
Not of more free gift, than from them their Cost:
For whats now spar'd, that only they count Lost.
As then their Ioynd-hands lift Thee to thy Seate.
(Changing thereby thy Name for one More Great)
And as this City, with her Loud, Full Voice,
(Drowning all spite that murmures at the Choice,
If at least such there be) does Thee preferre,
So art thou bound to loue, both Them and Her.
For know, thou art not like a Pinnacle, plac'd
Onely to stand aloft, and to be grac'd
With wondring eyes, or to haue caps and knees
Heape worship on thee: for that Man does leeze
Himselfe and his Renowne, whose growth being Hye
In the weale-publicke (like the Cypres tree)
Is neither good to Build-with, nor beare Fruit;
Thou must be now, Stirring, and Resolute.
To be what thou art Sworne, (a waking Eye)
Afarre off (like a Beacon) to descry
What stormes are comming, and (being come) must then
Shelter with spred armes, the poor'st Citizen.
Set Plenty at thy Table, at thy Gate
Bounty, and Hospitality: hee's most Ingrate
Into whose lap the Publicke-weale hauing powr'd
Her Golden shewers, from Her his wealth should hoord.
Be like those Antient Spirits, that (long agon)
Could thinke no Good deed sooner, than twas Don;
Others to pleasure. Hold it Thou more Glory,
Than to be pleas'd Thy Selfe. And be not sory
If Any striue (in best things) to exceed thee,
But glad, to helpe thy Wrongers, if they need thee.
Of her inuenomd Arrowes, which at the Seates
Of those Who Best Rule, euermore are shot,
But the Aire blowes off their fethers, and they hit not.
Come therefore on; nor dread her, nor her Sprites,
The poyson she spits vp, on her owne Head lights.
On, on, away.
This Chariot or Throne of Vertue is then set forward, and followes that of Neptune, this taking place iust before the Lord Maior: And this concludes the second Triumphant shew.
The third Deuice.
The third Deuice is a Forlorne Castle, built close to the little Conduit in Cheap-side, by which as the Throne of Vertue comes neerer and neerer, there appeare aboue (on the battlements) Enuy, as chiefe Commandresse of that infernall Place, and euery part of it guarded with persons representing all those that are fellowes and followers of Enuy: As Ignorance, Sloth, Oppression, Disdaine, &c. Enuy her selfe being attired like a Fury, her haire full of Snakes, her countenance pallid, meagre and leane, her body naked, in her hand a knot of Snakes, crawling and writhen about her arme.
The rest of her litter are in as vgly shapes as the Dam, euery one of thē being arm'd with black bowes, & arrows ready to bee shot at Vertue. At the gates of this Fort of Furies, stand Ryot and Calumny, in the shapes of Gyants, with clubs, who offer to keep back the Chariot of Vertue,
This caue of Monsters stands fixed to the Conduit, in which Enuie onely breathes out her poyson to this purpose.
The speech of Enuy.
Envy.
Adders shoote, hysse speckled Snakes;
Sloth craule vp, see Oppression wakes;
(Baine to learning) Ignorance
Shake thy Asses eares, Disdaine, aduance
Thy head Luciferan: Ryot split
Thy ribbes with curses: Calumny spit
Thy rancke-rotten gall vp: See, See, See,
That Witch, whose bottomelesse Sorcery
Makes fooles runne mad for her; that Hag
For whom your Dam pines, hangs out her flag
Our Den to ransacke: Vertue, that whoere;
See, see, how braue shee's, I am poore.
Vertve.
On, on, the beames of Vertue, are so bright,
They dazle Enuy, on: the Hag's put to flight.
Envy.
Snakes, from your virulent spawne ingender
Dragons, that may peece-meale rend her,
Adders shoote your stings like quils
Vomit sulphure to confound her,
Fiendes and Furies (that dwell vnder)
Lift hell gates from their hindges: come
You clouen-foote-broode of Barrathrum,
Stop, stay her, fright her, with your shreekes,
And put fresh bloud in Enuies cheekes.
Vertve.
On, on, the beames of Vertue, are so bright,
They dazle Enuy: on the Hag's put to flight.
Omnes.
Shoote, Shoote, &c. All that are with Enuy.
Either during this speech, or else when it is done, certaine Rockets flye vp into the aire; The Throne of Vertue passing on still, neuer staying, but speaking still those her two last lines, albeit, shee bee out of the hearing of Enuy: and the other of Enuies Faction, crying still, shoote, shoote, but seeing they preuaile not, all retire in, and are not seene till the Throne comes backe againe.
And this concludes this Triumphant assault of Enuy: her conquest is to come.
The fourth Deuice.
This Throne of Vertue passeth along vntill it come to the Crosse in Cheape, where the presentation of another Triumph attends to welcome the Lord Maior, in his passage, the Chariot of Vertue is drawne then along, this other that followes taking her place, the Deuice bearing this argument.
Vertue hauing by helpe of her followers, conducted
The onely speaker heere is Fame her selfe, whose wordes sound out these glad welcomes.
The speech of Fame.
Thy footing; for the wayes which thou hast past
Will be forgot and worne out, and no Tract
Of steps obseru'd, but what thou now shalt Act.
The booke is shut of thy precedent deedes,
And Fame vnclaspes another, where shee reades
(Aloud) the Chronickle of a dangerous yeare,
For Each Eye will looke through thee, and Each Eare
Way-lay thy Words and Workes. Th'hast yet but gon
About a Pyramid's foote; the Top's not won,
That's glasse; who slides there, fals, and once falne downe
Neuer more rises: No Art cures Renowne
The wound being sent to'th Heart. Tis kept from thence
By a strong Armor, Vertues influence;
She guides thee, Follow her. In this Court of Fame
None else but Vertue can enrole thy Name.
That now (thine owne name read there) none may blot
Thy leafe with foule inke, nor thy Margent quoate
With any Act of Thine, which may disgrace
This Citties choice, thy selfe, or this thy Place:
Or, that which may dishonour the high Merits
Of thy Renown'd Society: Roiall Spirits
Of Princes holding it a grace to weare
That Crimson Badge, which these about them beare,
Yea, Kings themselues 'mongst you haue Fellowes bene,
Stil'd by the Name of a Free-citizen:
For instance, see, seuen English Kings there plac'd,
Cloth'd in your Liuery, The first Seate being grac'd
By second Richard: next him Bullingbrooke:
Then, that Fift (thundring) Henry: who all France shook:
By him, his sonne (sixth Henry) By his side
Fourth Edward: who the Roses did diuide:
Richard the third, next him, and then that King,
Who made both Roses in one Branch to spring:
A Sprig of which Branch, (Highest now but One)
Is Henry Prince of Wales, followed by none:
Who of this Brotherhood, last and best steps forth,
Honouring your Hall: To Heighthen more your worth.
I can a Register show of seuenteene more,
(Princes and Dukes All:) entombed long before,
Yet kept aliue by Fame; Earles thirty one,
And Barons sixty six that path haue gone:
Of Visecounts onely one, your Order tooke:
Turne ouer one leafe more in our vast booke
And you may reade the Names of Prelates there,
Of which one Arch-bishop your cloth did weare.
As many Priors, to make the number euen:
Of forty Church men, I, one sub prior adde,
You from all these, These from you honour had:
Women of high bloud likewise laid aside
Their greater State so to be dignified:
Of which a Queene the first was, then a paire
Of Dukes wiues: And to leaue the Roll more faire
Fiue Countesses and two Ladies are the last,
Whose Birth & Beauties haue your Order gracd.
But I too long spin out this Thrid of Gold;
Here breakes it off. Fame hath them All en-rold
On a Large File (with Others,) And their Story
The world shall reade, to Adde vnto thy Glory,
Which I am loath to darken: thousand eyes
Yet aking till they enioy thee, win then that prise
Which Vertue holds vp for thee, And (that done)
Fame shall the end crowne, as she hath begun.
Set forward.
Those Princes and Dukes (besides the Kings nominated
before) are these.
Iohn Duke of Lancaster. In the time of Richard the second.
Edmond Duke of Yorke. In the time of Richard the second.
The Duke of Gloster. In the time of Richard the second.
The Duke of Surrey. In the time of Richard the second.
Humfry Duke of Gloster. In the time of Henry the the fifth.
Richard Duke of Yorke. In the time of Henry the the fifth.
George D. of Clarence. In the time of Edward the 4.
Duke of Suffolke In the time of Richard the third.
Iohn D. of Norfolke In the time of Richard the third.
George D. of Bedford. In the time of Richard the third.
Edward D. of Buckingham, In the time of Henry the
7. with others, whose Rol is too long, here to be opened.
The Queene spoken of, was Anne wife to Richard the 2.
Dukes wiues these, viz.
The Dutchesse of Gloster. In the time of Richard the 2.
Elionor Dutchesse of Gloster. In the time of H. the 5.
Now for Prelates, I reckon onely these,
The Prior of Saint Bartholmewes,
And his Sub-prior.
The Prior of Elsing-spittle,
Thomas Arundell Arch-bishop of Canterbury
Henry Bewfort Bishop of Winton.
The Abbot of Barmondsey.
The Abbot of Towrchill.
Philip Morgan Bishop of Worster.
The Abbot of Tower-hill.
The Prior of Saint Mary Ouery.
The Prior of Saint Trinity in Cree-church.
The Abbot and Prior of Westminster.
Kemp Bishop of London.
W. Wainfleete B. of Winchester.
George Neuill Bishop of VVinchester, and
Chauncelor of England.
Iohn May Abbot of Chertsay,
Laurence Bishop of Durham.
Iohn Russell Bishop of Rochester.
If I should lengthen this number, it were but to trouble you with a large Index of names onely, which I am loath to do, knowing your expectation is to bee otherwise feasted.
The Speech of Fame therefore being ended, as 'tis set downe before, this Temple of Hers takes place next before the Lord Maior, those of Neptune and Vertue marching in precedent order. And as this Temple is carryed along, a Song is heard, the Musicke being queintly conueyed in a priuate roome, and not a person discouered.
THE SONG.
Thou farre older then thy Name,
Waken with my song, and see
One of thine, here waiting thee.
Sleepe not now
But thy brow
Chac't with Oliues, Oke and Baies
And an age of happy dayes
Vpward bring
Whilst we sing
In a Chorus altogether,
Welcome, welcome, welcome hither.
Eyes, to make another day,
Able with their vertuous Light
Vtterly to banish Night.
All agree
This is hee
Full of bounty, honour, store
And a world of goodnesse more
Yet to spring
Whilst we sing
Welcome, welcome, welcome hither.
Far from this place hide thy head:
And Opinion, that nere knew
What was either good or true
Fly, I say
For this day
Shall faire Iustice, Truth, and Right,
And such happy sonnes of Light
To vs bring
Whilst we sing
In a Chorus altogether,
Welcome, welcome, welcome hither.
Be as old, and good as Fame.
Euer be remembred here
Whilst a blessing, or a teare
Is in store
With the pore
So shall Svvinerton nere dye,
But his vertues vpward flye
And still spring
Whilst we sing
In a Chorus ceasing neuer,
He is liuing, liuing euer.
And this concludes this fourth Triumph, till his Lordships returne from the Guild-hall.
In returning backe from the Guild-hall, to performe the Ceremoniall customes in Pauls Church, these shewes march in the same order as before: and comming with the Throne of Vertue, Enuy and her crue are as busie againe, Enuy vttering some three or foure lines toward the end of her speech onely: As thus:
Envy.
Fiends and Furies that dwell vnder,
Lift Hell-gates from their hindges: Come
You clouen-footed-brood of Barathrum,
Stop, stony her, fright her with your shreekes,
And put fresh bloud in Enuyes cheekes.
Vertve.
On, on, the beames of Vertue are so bright,
They dazzle Enuy: On, the Hag's put to flight.
This done, or as it is in doing, those twelue that ride armed discharge their Pistols, at which Enuy, and the rest, vanish, and are seene no more.
When the Lord Maior is (with all the rest of their Triumphes) brought home, Iustice (for a fare-well) is mounted on some couenient scaffold close to his entrance at his Gate, who thus salutes him.
The speech of Ivstice.
If Iustice speake not now, be she euer dumbe:
The world giues out shee's blinde; but men shall see,
Her Sight is cleere, by influence drawne from Thee.
For One-yeare therefore, at these Gates shee'l sit,
To guid thee In and Out: thou shalt commit
And though I know thy wisdome built vp strong,
Yet men (like great ships) being in storms, most neere
To danger, when vp all their sailes they beare.
And since all Magistrates tread still on yee,
From mine owne Schoole I reade thee this aduice:
Take leaue of Friends & foes, both must be knowne
But by one Face: the Rich and Poore must lye
In one euen Scale: All Suiters, in thine Eye
Welcome alike; Euen Hee that seemes most base,
Looke not vpon his Clothes, but on his Case.
Let not Oppression wash his hands ith' Teares
Of Widowes, or of Orphans: Widowes prayers
Can pluck downe Thunder, & poore Orphans cries
Are Lawrels held in fire; the violence flyes
Vp to Heauen-gates, and there the wrong does tell,
Whilst Innocence leaues behind it a sweet smell.
Thy Conscience must be like that Scarlet Dye;
One fowle spot staines it All: and the quicke Eye
Of this prying world, will make that spot thy scorne.
That Collar (which about thy Necke is worne)
Of Golden Esses, bids thee so to knit
Mens hearts in Loue, and make a Chayne of it.
That Sword is seldome drawne, by which is meant,
It should strike seldome: neuer th'innocent.
Tis held before thee by anothers Hand,
But the point vpwards (heauen must that cōmand)
Snatch it not then in Wrath; it must be giuen,
But to cut none, till warranted by Heauen.
The Head, the politike Body must aduance
And since the most iust Magistrate often erres,
Thou guarded art about with Officers,
Who knowing the pathes of Others that are gone,
Should teach thee what to do, what leaue vndone.
Nights Candles lighted are, and burne amaine,
Cut therefore here off, Thy Officious Traine
Which Loue and Custome lend thee: All Delight
Crowne both this Day and Citty: A good Night
To Thee, and these Graue Senators, to whom
My last Fare-wels, in these glad wishes come,
That thou & they (whose strength the City beares)
May be as old in Goodnesse as in Yeares.
The Title-page of this Booke makes promise of all the Shewes by water, as of these On the Land; but Apollo hauing no hand in them, I suffer them to dye by that which fed them; that is to say, Powder & Smoake. Their thunder (according to the old Gally-foyst-fashion) was too lowd for any of the Nine Muses to be bidden to it. I had deuiz'd One, altogether Musicall, but Times Glasse could spare no Sand, nor lend conuenient Howres for the performance of it. Night cuts off the glory of this Day, and so consequently of these Triumphes, whose brightnesse beeing ecclipsed, my labours can yeeld no longer shadow. They are ended, but my Loue, and Duty to your Lordship shall neuer.
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