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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A57988	The muses looking-glasse by T.R.	Randolph, Thomas, 1605-1635.	1643 (1643)	Wing R240; ESTC R231242	40,324	88

desperate Into a certaine ruine Dwell with me Whose mansion is not plac'd so neere the Sun As to complaine of 's neighbourhood and be scorch'd With his directer beames nor so remote From his bright ra●es as to be situate Under the Icy Pole of the cold Beare But in a temperate zone 't is I am she I am the golden Mediocritie The labour of whose wombe are all the vertues And every passion too commendable Sisters so like themselves as if they were All but one birth no difference to distinguish them But a respect they beare to severall objects ●lse had their names been on● as are their features So when eleven faire Virgins of a bloud All Sisters and alike grown ripe of yeares Match into severall houses from each family Each makes a name distinct and all are different They are not of complexion red or pale But a sweet mixture of the flesh and bloud As if both roses were confounded there Their stature neither Dwarfe nor Gyantish But in a comely well dispos'd proportion And all so like their Mot●er that indeed They are all mine and I am each of them When in the midst of dangers I stand up A wary confidence betwi●t feare and daring Not so ungodly bold as not to be Fearfull of heaven's just anger when she speaks In prodigies and tremble at the hazard Of my Religion shake to see my Country Thr●at●ed with fire and sword by a stark coward To any thing may blast my reputation But I can scorne the worst of poverty Sicknesse Captivity Banishment Grim death If she dare meet me in the bed of honour Where with my countries cause upon my sword Not edg'd with hope or anger nor made bold With civill blood or customary danger Nor the fooles whetstone in experience I can throw valour as a lightning from me And then I am the Amazon fortitude Give me the moderate cup of lawfull pleasures And I am Temperance Take me wealths just st●ward And call me Liberality with one hand I 'le gather riches home and with the other Rightly distibute e'm and there observe The persons quantity quality time place And if in great expences J be set Chiefe Arbitresse I can in glorious work● As raising Temples Statues Altars Shrines Vestures and ornaments to Religion be Neither too thrifty nor too prodigall And to my country the like meane observe In building Ships and Bulwarks Castles wals Conduits Theaters and what else may serve her For use or ornament and at home be royall In buildings Gardens costly furniture In entertainments free and hospitable With a respect to my estate and meanes And then I may be nam'd Magnificence As Magnanimity when I wisely aime At greatest honours if I may deserve'm Not for ambition but for my countries good And in that vertue all the rest doe dwell In lesser dignities I want a name And when ● am not over patient To put up such grosse wrongs as call me coward But can be angry yet in that observe What cause hath mov'd my anger and with whom Look that it be not suddaine nor too thirsty Of a revenge nor violent nor greater Then the off●nce know my time when where I must be angry and how long remain so Then then you may firname me Mansuetude When in my carriage and discourse I keep The meane that neither f●atters nor offends I am that vertue the well nurtur'd Court Gives name and should doe being Courtesy Twixt fly dissembling and proud arrogance I am the Vertue Time calls daughter Truth Give me my sword and ballance rightly swayd And Iustice is the Title I deserve When on thi● stage I come with innocent wit And j●sts that have more of the salt then gall That move the laughter and delight of all Without the griefe of one free chaste conceits Not scurril base obscene illiberall Or contumelious slandyrs I am then The vertue they have term'd V●banity To whom if your least countenance may appeare She vowes to make her constant dwelling here My daughters now are come The Song SCEN. 2 The Masque wherein all the Vertues dance together Medi●c. You have seen all my daughters Gentlemen Chuse you wives hence you that are Batchelours Can find no better and the maried too May wed'em yet not wrong their former wives Two may have the same wife and the same man May wed two Vertues yet no Bigamie He that weds most is chastest These are all The daughters of my wombe I have five more The happy issue of my intellect And thence syrnam'd the intellectuall Vertues They now attend not on their Mothers traine We hope they Act in each ●pectator●●raine I have a Neece besides a beauteous one My daughters deare companion lovely Friendship A● Royall nymph her we present not too It is a vertue we expect from you Exit cum Cho●o cantantium SCEN. 3. Bird O Sister what a glorious traine they be Flow They s●em to me the Family of love But is there such a Glasse good Roscius Rosc. There is sent hither by the great Apollo Who in the worlds l●r●ght eye and ev●ry day ●et in this Car of light survaies the earth From East to Wests who finding every plac● Fruitfull in nothing but fantastique follies And most ridiculous humours as he i● The God of Physick thought it apper●ain'd To him to find a cure to purge the eart● Of ignorance and sin two grand diseases And now grown Epidemicall many Receits He thought upon as to have planted H●llebore In every Garden But none pleas'd like this He takes out water from the Muses spring And sends it to the North there to be freez'd Into a Christall That being done he make● A Mirrour with it and instills thi● vertue That it should by reflection shew each man All his deformities both of soule and body And cure'em both Flow Good Brother le ts goe see it Saints may want something of perfection Rosc. The Glasse is but of one daies continuance For Pluto thinking if it should cur● all His Kingdome would grow empty for ti's●in That peoples hell went to the fatès and bid 'em Spin it too short a thread for every thing As well as man is measur'd by their spindle They as they must obey gave it a thread No longer then the Beasts of Hyppanis That in one day is spun drawn out and cut But Phaebus to require the black Gods envy Will when the Glas●e is broke transfuse her vertue To live in Com●edie If you meane to see it Make haste Flow We will goe post to reformation Exeunt Rosc. Nor is the Glasse of so short li●e I feare As this poore labour our distrustfull Author Think● the same Sun that rose upon her cradle Will hardly set before her funerall Your gratious and kind acceptance may Keepe her alive from death or when shee 's dead Raise her again and spin her a new thread SCEN. 4. Enter Flowrdew and Bird Flow This ignorance even makes Religion sin Sets zeale upon the rack and stretches her Beyond her length Most blessed Looking-glasse That didst instruct my blinded eyes to day I might have gone to hell the Narrow way Bird Hereafter I will visit Comoedies And see them oft they are good exercises I 'le teach devotion now a milder temper No● that it shall lose any of her heat Or Purity but henceforth shall be such Exeunt As shall burn bright although not blaze so much EPILOGVS Roscius solus Y' Have seen The Muses Looking-Glasse Ladies faire And Gentle youths and others too who ere Have fill'd this Orbe it is the end we mean● Your selves unto your selves still to present A souldier shall himselfe in Hector see Grave Councellours Nestor view themselves in thee When Lucrece Part shall on our Stage appeare Every chast Ladie sees her shadow there Nay come who will for our indifferent G●asses Will shew both fooles and knaves and all their fates To vex and cure them But we need not feare We doe not doubt but each one now that 's here That has a faire soule and a Beauteous face Will visit oft the Muses Looking-Glasse FINIS