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Fancy's festivals a masque, as it hath been privately presented by many civil persons of quality : and now at their requests newly printed with many various and delightful new songs, for the further illustration of every scene / written by Tho. Jordan ...
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Jordan, Thomas, 1612?-1685?
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Friend I have acquainted these Ladies with your desires and they are well contented to mingle in a Dance with you Frol. Come Gentlemen sit your selvs here am I They Dance and turn into the Scene Manent Frolick and Friendly Friend Faith Mr. Frolick I see what you drive at Frol. Well well no more we 'l talk the rest in private Actus quartus Sleep at one door Watch at the other Watch Why how now Sleep what dost thou mean to stretch Open thine eyes 't is I my name is Watch Sleep Prethee disturb me not thou knowst I am As far from hurt as truth is free from blame Watch I think so too prethee hold up thy eyes I 'le tell thee of a thousand rarities Sleep Good Watch depart keep company with those Whose evil actions make all men their foes Fly to forlorn hopes seek out the Cell Of vigilant Revenge or go and dwell With Husbands jealousies or Rebels fears Oh for a nap of sixteen hundred years Watch Thou shalt not sleep a minute by this light The Prince of darkness and the Queen of Night Intend to revel betwixt twelve and one This night they keep their Coronation And you must needs be there Sleep Didst ever see Sleep at a Masque or tricks of jollity I shall spoil all what spirits can I raise Sleep goes to Sermons oftner then to Playes Watch The Queen will have it so Sleep So let it be I hope she 'l send her Coach to carry me For if I walk I shall be out of breath Who will be there Watch Your elder brother Death And his great opposite the Queen of Life Sleep Where ever they meet there must needs be strife And I abhor contention I 'le not go I must seek out a place where pleasures flow Where plenty strews the room with wine and dyet Where cares are banished by the Queen of quiet Where health and wealth prosperity and ease Are in contention onely how to please Where Amity is thought the best defence And Conscience hath no crime or else no sence Where war and Law and Faction are unknown Where Lovers sing and Organs play alone Where all things are presented to the eyes Beyond what man can wish for or devise Watch Where will you find all this Sleep Far from your knowing Where I keep Court these joyes are ever flowing The showers of April and Apollo's beams Shall not produce such plenty as my Dreams Nor can the liquid lips of the South wind Send such sweet succour as in Sleep we find The Lover though his Lady prove extream Spight of her pride enjoyes her in a Dream The Beggar when by Sleep stow'd under hatches May tell more pieces then his coat hath patches The Turkey-Captive in a slumber laid Is safe at home and all his Ransome paid The hungry Lazar in a Dream is able To sit in plenty at a Princes table Watch How long shall they this Paradise partake Sleep For everlasting if they never wake Watch If this be all your drowzy power can do Beggers and slaves are onely fit for you Give me the watchful eye the active hand The copious Intellect that can command Misterious designs and all that are Conservative in Peace and us'd in War Sleep Prethee be quiet what a noyse you keep Watch I 'le tell thee what I am Sleep Do and I 'le sleep Watch I am the prop of prayer life of devotion By my assistance men command the Ocean I guide all Ships that every billow bears Sleep Pillow bears Sleeps and nods Watch I teach them in a storm to work out fears Without my ayd the Spaniards Turks nor Russians Could sayl against the foaming repercussions Sleep Cushions I can sleep without Cushione if you would but leave your bawling Sleeps and nods agen Watch I make the Student wake I watch the Centry That doth expect each minute the foes entry I keep the Camp in war the Court in peace By me the Plowman sows and reaps increase No cunning consultation could be held Without my help in City or in Field If I do not assist nothing can be Secure that tends to Power or Policy Where I am wanting all things must miscarry That are Divine Moral or Military I watch with them that laugh and them that weep Indeed what is that I do not Sleep Sleep Watch 'T is true that 's thy dominion where wert thou When fruitful Albians Alabaster brow In the warm blood of Civil War was dyed Sleep I was amongst them too on the Kings side Watch Your faculty and theirs did well agree Sleep Yes faith I took a nap and that took mee Watch Sleep is the sluggards joy the Drunkards dyet The Freemans fetters Sleep 'T is the Plowmans quiet Wat. The Souldiers ruine Slee But the poor mans wealth Wat. The Magistrates disease Sleep The sick mans health Wat. The dull mans bed-fellow Sleep The Lovers balm Wat. The Statesmans Lethargy Sleep The Seamans calm Whilst watching either suits with him that grieves Or else with Ranters Rebels Whores and Thieves Watch A very comely Character but come Lift up your eye-lids or I 'le beat a Drum About your ears Sleep What would you have me do Watch Attend the Festivals Sleep Come then let 's go But I shall ne'r hold out Watch We two must lead The King and Queen when they their measures tread Sleep A match a match that Dance must needs be taking Which is perform'd between sleeping and waking Exeunt SONG WElcome you whose love and leisures do design you for delight Freely come and taste the pleasures which attend the Queen of Night Chor. Here you may securely prove All the liberty of Love 2. Here no Spy doth lurk in bushes to betray you to the light Virgins may secure their blushes underneath the vayl of Night Chor. In this Court such pleasures be As the Sun did never see 3. You that rob and kill for treasure get ye hence and come not neer 'T is the Prince of Darkness pleasure no such person shall appear Chor. They do banish all from hence But true Love and Innocense The Scene is drawn and there appears upon a black Throne the King of Darkness the Queen of Night beneath them Life and Death and on the lowest sedt Watch and Sleep Queen Great Prince of Darkness welcome to my Court King We thank you Princess for this Royal sport Which is so innocent the eye of day Could she look on us need not turn away All the transactions of this short nights story The Sun might see in his Meridian Glory Where 's Watch Watch At hand my Liege King Go still the Ocean And bid the Spheres make Musick to our motion They come into a figure and Dance in the middle of the Dance the Bell-man rings his Bell within he sings they stand SONG MAids that are well and yong List to the Bell-mans Song Cupid hath tydings to tell ye He will not spare his Darts Therefore prepare your hearts you shall have Love by
the b•lly 2. Do not retire in snuff There will be fire enuff when ye have quencht all in the houshold Though you have hinder locks Love and his Tinder-box will be let in a Moushole 3. Men that have Ware enough And well may spare enough force not your wives to go borrow Mind what I speak I pray Always at break of day bid your fair Ladies good morrow The Scene drawn there appears in their proper order a Constable and five Watchmen he with his staff and each of them with their Bills and Lanthorns they descend and dance with the King and Queen Life and Death Sleep and Watch towards the end of the Dance Sleep hangs upon each of them by turns and they drop down severally which being done the King and Queen mount the Scene presently after a noyse within of stop thief and crying murther King What noyse is that Watc. An outcry in the City Sle Go seek out Watch I told ye I would fit ye Ex. watch I have given them their dose how the fools snort If they should sleep till noon 't would be rare sport But here comes Watch there ly your wise Projectors Ki. How now what news Wat. A nest of whors Hectors Ki. Un charm the watch Wat. Ho Sirs what guard d' e keep Const. Murther abroad all the watch asleep A cry within of Murther All Come before the Constable knock 'um down take away their weapons Exit Const. and watch Watch The morning star appears Ki. Come let 's to bed Queen We vanish when Aurora's curtain 's spread Exeunt Actus quintus Enter Poetry at one door and Aurora at the other Poetry Hail fair Aurora Auro Poetry good morrow Why art thou up so soon Poe I come to borrow Light from your lustre Madam your bright eyes Discover Natures vast varieties You and Apollo have the keys of health Whose treasury discloseth wit and wealth You are the Students Queen the wanderers guide The Springs Imperial Crown the Summers pride Flora that drinks her mornings draught in dew Could never spread her mantle but for you Though Phebe shine refulgent in her sphere She shews but sickly when your beams appear You are fair Fancies Midwife all the worth She labours with all night your hands bring forth To tell how bright how sweet how rich how ruddy Aurora is would ask a twelve-months study Auro Leave off you 'l make me blush else I protest Poet T is my intent a blushing morning's best Auro When saw you Madam Fancy Poe Never since I did employ her to present the Prince Of darkness with some Revels which were done To celebrate his Coronation Auro That was but lately they are newly gon The Queen and he went off as I came on Poet You never move together Auro Never since We parted from the Chaos when the Prince Of all the world divided us Poet Who 's here Auro T is Madam Fancy sure Poet Wel met my dear Fancy Your servant vertuous Madam Auro welcom from The Court of Darkness Poe I am glad th' art come For without thy assistance there 's no hope Of a conclusion Fan What must be the scope Of this design Poe Something that may appear For a grand Masque Fan A Dance what if it were Perform'd by the 9. Worthies Poe That 's too common Fan Or the 9. Muses Poe There 's too much of woman To express footing well Fan Then ye shall have The 7. Sciences Poe They are too grave Fan The 7. deadly sins Poe They are too rude Fan The 7. Champions Poe They are too proud Fan The 4. Complexions Poe No they are not new Fan The 4. parts of the world Poe They are too few Fan Five Sences with a Devil and a Zany Poe Preposterous Fan 12 Sibils Poe They 'r too many Auro You 'r hard to please Poe I would have something come As from the bancks of blest Elizium Where Immortality doth lead the Spirits Of Heroes lately stellified for merits Where the white souls of those bright Lovers move Who made their lives a sacrifice to Love And in deep Melancholy dyed to please The cruel coyness of their Mistresses Where those triumphant Worthies are whose blood By war was wasted for their Countries good Where pious Priests and Princes reassume The heads and Crowns they lost in Martyrdome Where Poetry is mounted above chance And the poor power of Pride and Ignorance Where the Fields bloom with everlasting Summers And Sufferers are onely Overcommers Fan Shall this be your device Po. I think 't will be The best design for a Catastrophie Fan Why then it shall be so I like the story That which begins with Truth should end with Glory Aur. T is very proper Po. Go about it then Fan would Madam Verity were here agen Where shall I look for her Po. I know not where Fan I 'le search the City Po. She is seldome there Aur. Look in the Camp for they pretend to good Po. 'T will be in vain she never deals in blood Fan I le seek for her at Court Po. That were meer dotage You 'l sooner find her in some poor mans Cottage Whose low-pric'd labour hardly will sustain His house with bread and free his bed from rain Fan Are those her Rendezvouz Aur. See she is come Po. Whence came you Madam Ver. From Elizium Po. And in a happy minute 't is from thence At this time we attend Intelligence Ver. What is your wish Po. That you would pleas to grace Us with a glimpse of that eternal place Ver. It is a great request no carnal eye Can view the splendors of Eternity Po. Not by reflexion Ver. Yes if you can get An Optick from Fidelia's Cabinet The Queen of Faith thorow that Glass I 'le show What all the world without it cannot know Po. It will not fit this place Ver. Why then go on By Fancy and I 'le give direction Po. Content Aur. I must depart I see the Sun Begins to mount to the Meridian My Regency declines Po. See us begin it We shall not much exceed the twentieth minute Advance your concord let the Spheres proclaim Cromatick welcomes in Aurora's name Exeunt Scene drawn discloseth 9. Heroes SONG COme ye happy Souls that be Clad with Immortality Ascend your Thrones Though the World did use ye hard Here ye shall have full reward For all your groans Chor. Here the Lover never wears Willow-Garlands sighs nor tears 2. You that have by cruel War Been reduc'd to what you are with many a wound For your conscience here you may Enter into Royall pay And all be crown'd Chor. They that so are forc'd to yield Win an everlasting Field 3. You who have without vain glories Been fair Truth's dispensatories And firmly stood In this place shall surely know Prophets may to Heaven flow In their own Blood Chor. Bare pretenders never come Into our Elizium Therefore let each active spirit Shew the joy he doth inherit The Heroes descend and dance the Grand-Masque they conclude the last Figure in a semicircle Poetry enters in the middle and speaks The Epilogue TRuth is departed Fancy fled and I Am onely left to the Artillery Of all your censures in your power it lyes To make our hopes prove heaps of Batteries But that we are better confirm'd you mean Rather to succour then besiege the Scene We have opinions that you do not come To dam us in our own Elizium To rowt us from our Revels and advance Your valour 'gainst a Fiddle and a Dance Then you 'l destroy us for alas we are But slenderly provided for a war A Brest-work of bright Ladies makes us bow One Eye will charge a Masquer through and through Do but consider this as yet our trust is That your bright Mercy will outshine your Justice And that you will look thorow these Inventions To the civilities of our Intentions We could be careless and as some have done Forbear to court your Approbation Upon considerations that the tasks Of our endeavours live not upon Masks But we shall not with such rough tempers ceize ye Since our desires are every way to please ye Exeunt omnes FINIS