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Pleasant dialogues and dramma's

selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. ... By Tho. Heywood

Heywood, Thomas

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Sundry Fancies writ upon severall occasions.

The Queene feasting the King at Somerset house, upon his Birth-day, hers falling in the same weeke, this was there spoken unto them.

A speech spoken to their two excellent Majesties, at the first Play play'd by the Queenes Servants, in the new Theater at White Hall.

To the King and Queene upon a New-yeares day at night: the Two-fac't Ianus with a great golden Key in his hand, the Presenter.

The Epilogue spoken by the same Ianus.

A Prologue spoke before the King, when her Majesty was great with child.

Another spoken at White Hall before their sacred Majesties.

A Prologue spoken to their sacred Majesties at Hampton Court.

Spoken to their two Majesties at Hampton Court.

Spoken to their two Majesties at White Hall.

Spoken to their excellent Majesties upon the like occasion.

Spoken to the King and Queene, at the second time of the Authors Play cald Cupids Mistresse or Cupid and Psiche, presented before them.

The speech spoken to their two Majesties, eight dayes before, being the Kings birth-day: presented at Somerset house, by the Queenes appointment, she then feasting the King.

The Maske concluding with a stately measure, of the Gods and Planets, Cupid (they all standing about him bending) the Epilogue thus concludes.

Spoken to his Majesty upon a New yeares day at night.

Another spoken at the Court to the like purpose.

A Prologue spoken at the right Honourable the Earle of Dover house in Broadstreet, at a Play in a most bountifull Christmas hee kept there; the Speaker Hospitality a frollick old fellow: A Coller of Brawne in one hand, and a deepe Bowle of Muscadel in the other.

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Spoken to the right Honourable the Earle of Dover, at his house in Broadstreet upon a Candlemas night.

A speech spoken before the right Honourable the Earle of Dover, at his House at Hunsden, as a preparation to a Maske, which consisted of nine Ladyes.

A young witty Lad playing the part of Richard the third: at the Red Bull: the Author because hee was interessed in the Play to incourage him, wrot him this Prologue and Epilogue.

A Prologue to the Play of Queene Elizabeth as it was last revived at the Cock-pit, in which the Author taxeth the most corrupted copy now imprinted, which was published without his consent.

Vpon his Majesties last birth-night, be being then thirty five yeares of age, and the Queene great with child.

Spoken to the Palsgrave at his first comming over, in the presence of his Majesty, &c.

Funerall Elegies and Epitaphs.

Epithalamions or Nuptiall Songs.

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Spoken to the right Honourable the Earle of Dover, at his house in Broadstreet upon a Candlemas night.

The Prologue.

The downy Swan though yoakt in Venus Teame,

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Yet of all birds that ever lov'd the streame,
Is held to be the chiefest: Pallas Owle
In Athens fam'd for many a learned scrowle,
Compos'd in Inke and Oyle, th' embleme of watch,
By which the most laborious students catch
At Arts (howe're, benighted) was not more
Famous, in Greece, then on Caister shore
Your sacred Bird, which the nine Sisters strove
To make the symbole of conjugall love,
With which the Cock, the Bird of Mars combin'd,
A double gardian knot, to be untwin'd
Never: 'Tis now made fast, so intricate,
Not Alexanders sword, not time, not fate
Can e'ver untye, for what's in vertue laid,
Envie can never blast, nor age invade.

In this blest state both you, and yours, now stand
As first dispos'd, so strengthened by that hand,
Which as it makes, protects; you have begun
To grace the City with your presence: run
That happy course still: you and your lov'd wife
Have to dead hospitality given new life.
Still cherish it: old Christenmasse almost starv'd
Through base neglect, by you hath beene preserv'd.
O give him still like welcome, that whilst he
Hath name on earth, you may his harbourer be.

Epilogue.

What man can wish his blisse to crowne,
Or in abundance heaven powre downe.
Health, plenty, solace, all delights
That lengthen dayes, or shorten nights.
Heavens favour, and the Courts best grace,
Attend the great Lord of this place.
Old Christenmasse hunger-starv'd and dry,
Who earst did drinke deepe and far'd hye
You welcome, and with Princely cheere,
Feast Ianus father of the yeare.

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The sparing Chuff could be content
To thrust the twelve dayes into Lent.
You Englands custome, wake from sleepe,
Which all the Christian world still keepe:
For which may you thus stor'd with guests
Long celebrate these annuall feasts,
That you and your good Lady may
Together, many a New-yeares day,
Rejoyce in your blest Issue till
The houres shall faile, and time stand still.