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A07518	The triumphs of truth A solemnity vnparalleled for cost, art, and magnificence, at the confirmation and establishment of that worthy and true nobly-minded gentleman, Sir Thomas Middleton, knight, in the honorable office of his Maiesties lieuetenant, the lord maior of the thrice famous citty of London. Taking beginning at his Lord-ships going, and proceeding after his returne from receiuing the oath of maioralty at Westminster, on the morrow next after Simon and Iudes day, October 29. 1613. All the showes, pageants, chariots; morning, noone, and night-triumphes. Directed, written, and redeem'd into forme, from the ignorance of some former times, and their common writer, by Thomas Middleton.	Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627.	1613 (1613)	STC 17903; ESTC S119885	13,754	32

By the Religious Conuersation Of English Merchants Factors Trauailers Whose Truth did with our Spirits hold Commerse As their affaires with vs following their path Wee all were brought to the true Christian Faith Such benefite in good Example dwels It oft hath power to conuert Infidels Nor could our Desires rest till wee were led Vnto this place where those good Spirits were bred And see how we arriu'd in Blessed Time To do that Mistresse Seruice in the Prime Of these her Spotlesse Triumphs and t' attend That Honorable Man her Late sworne Frend If any wonder at the safe Arriue Of this small Vessell which all Wethers driue According to their Rages where appeares Nor Marriner nor Pylot arm'd 'gainst feares Know this came hether from mans guidance free Onely by Truth Steer'd as our Soules must bee And see where one of her faire Temples stands Do Reuerence Moores bow low and Kisse your hands Behold our Queene Queene Her Goodnesses are such Wee cannot Honour Her and Her House too much All in the Shippe and those in the Castle bowing their bodies to the Temple of Saint Paul but Error smiling betwixt Scorne and Anger to see such a deuout humility take hold of that complexion breakes into these Error What haue my Sweete-fac'st Deuils forsooke me too Nay then my charmes will haue enough to doo But Time sitting by the Frame of Truth his Daughters Chariot attir'd agree-able to his Condition with his Hower-glasse Wings and Sithe Knowing best himselfe when it is fittest to speake goes forward in this manner This Time hath brought t' effect for on thy Day Nothing but Truth and Vertue shall display Their Virgin Ensignes Infidelity Barbarisme and Guile shall in deepe Darkenesse lye O I could euer stand still thus and gaze Neuer turne Glasse agen wish no more daies So this might euer last pitty the Light Of this rich Glory must be casde in Night But Time must on I go 't is so decreed To blesse my Daughter Truth and all her seed With Ioyes Immortal Triumphs neuer ending And as her Hand lifts mee to thy Ascending May it be alwaies ready worthy Sonne To hasten which my Howers shall quickly run Seest thou you place thether I le weekely bring thee Where Truths coelestiall Harmony Thou shalt heare To which I charge Thee bend a serious Eare Leade on Times swift Attendants Then the fiue Ilands passe along into Cheape-side the Ship next after them the Chariot of Truth still before his Lord-ship and that of Prror still chac'st before it where their Eies meete with another more subtile Obiect planting it selfe close by the little Conduite which may beare this Character the True Forme and Fashion of a Mount Triumphant but the Beauty and Glory thereof ouer-spred with a thicke Sulphurous Darkenesse it being a Fog or Mist raisde from Error enuiously to blemish that Place which beares the Title of Londons Triumphant Mount the chiefe Grace and Luster of the whole Triumph at the foure corners sit foure Monsters Errors Disciples on whom hangs part of the Mist for their cloathing holding in their hands little thicke Clubbes coloured like their Garments the Names of these foure Monsters Barbarisme Ignorance Impudence Falshood who at the neere approaching of Truths Chariot are seene a little to tremble whilst her Deity giues life to these words Truth VVhat 's here the Mist of Error dare his Spight Staine this Triumphant Mount where our delight Hath bene Diuinely fixt so many Ages Dare darkenesse now breathe forth her Insolent Rages And hang in poysnous Vapours o're the Place From whence wee receiu'd Loue and return'd Grace I see if Truth a while but turne her Eies Thicke are the Mists that o're faire Citties rise Wee did expect to receiue welcome here From no deform'd Shapes but Diuine and Cleere In steed of Monsters that this place attends To meete with Goodnesse and her Glorious Frends Nor can they so forget mee to bee far I Know there stands no other enuious Bar But that foule Cloude to Darken this Bright Day Which with this Fanne of Starres I le Chace away Vanish Infectious Fog that I may see This Citties Grace that takes her Light from Mee At this her powerfull command the Vanish giue Way Cloude suddenly rises and changes into a bright spredding Canopy stucke thicke with Starres and beames of Gold shooting forth round about it the Mount appearing then most rich in Beauty and Glory the foure Monsters falling flat at the Foote of the Hill that graue Foeminine Shape figuring London sitting in greatest Honour next aboue her in the most eminent place sits Religion the Modell of a faire Temple on her Head and a burning Lampe in her Hand the proper Emblemes of her Sanctity Watchfulnesse and Zeale on her right Hand sits Liberality her head circled with a Wreath of Gold in her hand a Cornucopia or Horne of Abundance out of which rusheth a seeming Floud of Gold but no way flowing to Prodigality for as the Sea is gouern'd by the Moone so is that wealthy Riuer by her Eie for Bounty must bee led by Iudgement and hence is Art-fully deriued the onely difference betweene Prodigality and Bounty the one deales her Giftes with open eyes the other blind-fold on her left side sits Perfect Loue his proper Seate being neerest the Heart wearing vpon his Head a wreath of white and red Roses mingled together the Antient Witnesse of Peace Loue and Vnion wherein consists the Happinesse of this Land his Right hand holding a Sphaere where in a Circle of Gold is contained all the 12 Companies Armes and therefore cal'd the Spaere of true Brother-hood or Annulus Amoris the Ring of Loue vpon his left hand stand two Billing Turtles expressing thereby the happy Condition of mutuall Loue and Society on either side of this Mount are displaid the Charitable and Religious workes of London especially the worthy Company of Grocers in giuing maintenance to Schollers Souldiers Widdowes Orphans and the like where are plac'd one of each number on the two Heights sit Knowledge Modesty Knowledge wearing a Crowne of Starres in her Hand a Perspectiue Glasse betokening both her High Iudgement and Deepe In-sight the Brow of Modestie circled with a Wreath all of red Roses expressing her Bashfulnesse and Blushings in her hand a Crimson Baner fild with Siluer Stars figuring the white Purity of her Shamfastnesse her cheeks not red with Shame or Guilt but with Virgin-Feare and Honor At the Backe of this Triumphant Mount Chastity Fame Simplicity Meeknesse haue their Seats Chastity wearing on her Head a Garland of white Roses in her Hand a white Silke Banner fild with Starres of Gold expressing the aeternity of her vn-spotted Purenesse Fame next vnder her on her a Head a Crowne of Siluer and a Siluer Trumpet in her hand showing both her Brightnesse and Shrilnesse Simplicity with a Milke-white Doue vpon her Head and Meekenesse with a Garland of mingled Flowers in her hand a white Silke Banner with a

t' excell Thy former Selfe as thy Command exceeds Thy last-yeares State so let new Acts old Deeds And as great men in Riches and in Birth Heightning their Blouds and ioyning Earth to Earth Bestow their best houres and most serious cares In chusing out fit Matches for their Heires So neuer giue Thou ouer day or howre Till with a Vertue thou hast matcht this Power For what is Greatnesse if not ioyn'd with Grace Like one of High-bloud that hath married Base Who seekes Authority with an Ignorant Eye Is like a man seekes out his Enemy For where before his Follies were not spred Or his corruptions then theire cleerely read Ee'n by the eyes of all men 't is so pure A Cristall of it selfe it will endure No poyson of Oppression Bribes Hir'd Law But 't will appeare soone in some cracke or flaw How e're men sooth their hopes with Popular breath If not in Life she 'ile finde that crack in Death I was not made to fawne or stroake fin smooth Bee wise and heare me then that cannot sooth I haue set Thee High now bee so in Example Made thee a Pinacle in Honors Temple Fixing ten thousand Eyes vpon thy Brow There is no hiding of thy Actions now They must abide the Light and imitate Mee Or bee throwne downe to Fire where Errors bee Nor onely with these words thy eare I feede But giue those part that shall in Time succeed To thee in present and to them to come That Truth may bring you all with Honour home To these your Gates and to those after these Of which your owne good Actions Keepe the Keyes Then as the Loues of thy Society Hath flowde in Bounties on this Day and Thee Counting all Cost too little for true Art Doubling rewards there where they found Desert In Thankefulnesse Iustice and Vertuous care Perfect their hopes those thy Requitals are VVith Fatherly Respect embrace 'em all Faith in thy Heart and Plenty in thy Hall Loue in thy VValkes but Iustice in thy State Zeale in thy Chamber Bounty at thy Gate And so to Thee and these a Blessed Night To thee Faire Citty Peace my Grace and Light Trumpets sounding Triumphantly Zeale the Champion of Truth on Horse-backe his head circled with strange Fires appeares to his Mistresse and thus speakes See yonder Lady Errors Chariot stands Brauing the Power of your incenst commands Emboldned by the priuiledge of Night And her blacke Faction yet to crowne his Spight VVhich I le confound I burne in Diuine wrath Truth Strike then I giue thee leaue to shoote it forth Zeale Then here 's to the destruction of that Seate There 's nothing seene of Thee but Fire shall eate At which a Flame shootes from the Head of Zeale which fastening vpon that Cariot of Error sets it on Fire and all the Beasts that are ioynde to it The Fire-worke being made by Maister Humphrey Nichols a Man excellent in his Art and the whole Worke and Body of the Triumph with all the proper Beauties of the Workemanship most Artfully and Faithfully performed by Iohn Grinkin and those furnished with Apparrell and Porters by Anthony Monday Gentleman This proud Seate of Error lying now onely glowing in Imbers being a Figure or Type of his Lord-ships Iustice on all wicked offenders in the Time of his Gouernement I now conclude holding it a more learned Discretion to cease of my selfe then to haue Time cut mee off rudely and now let him strike at his pleasure Saint Pauls Crosse TAM ROBVR TAM ROBOR IN-COLIS ARBOR IOVIS 1610. ❀ NO ♃ The Song with the Note MOther of many honorable Sonnes thinke not thy glasse too slowly runs That in Times hand is set because thy worthy Sonne appeares not yet Lady be pleasd the houre growes on thy ioys will be compleat anon thou shalt behold the man in-rold in honors-booke whome vertue raises loue circled round his tryumphes crownd withall good wishes prayers and praises VVhat greater comfort to a Mothers heart Then to behold her sonnes Desert Goe hand in hand with loue Respect and Honor Blessings from aboue It is of power all greefes to kill And with a floud of ioy to fill Thy Aged Eyes To see him rise VVith Glory dect where Expectation Grace Truth and Fame Met in his Name Attends his Honors Confirmation BASSVS FINIS

The Triumphs of Truth A Solemnity vnparalleld for Cost Art and Magnificence at the Confirmation and Establishment of that Worthy and true Nobly Minded Gentleman Sir THOMAS MIDDLETON Knight in the Honorable Office of his Maiesties Lieuetenant the Lord Maior of the thrice Famous Citty of LONDON Taking Beginning 〈◊〉 his Lord-ships going and proceeding 〈…〉 e from receiuing the Oath of Ma 〈…〉 Westminster on the Morrow of 〈…〉 and Iudes day 〈◊〉 19 1613 All the Showes Pa Pageants Chariots Morning Noone and Night-Triumphes Directed written underdeem'd into Forme from the Ignorance of some former times and their Common Writer By Thomas Middleton LONDON Printed by N 〈…〉 dwelling at the signe of the Hand o 〈…〉 ●●●●●rne-Bridge 1613 TO THE GREAT EXPectation of Vertue and Goodnesse and most worthy of all those Costs and Honors which the Noble Fellowship and Society and Grocers and generall Loue of the whole City in full heap'd bounties bestow vpon him the truly Generous and Iuditious Sir Thomas Middleton Knight Lord Maior of the Honorable Citty of London AS often as we shall fixe our thoughts vpon the Almighty Prouidēce soften they returne to our capacities laden with Admiration either from the Diuine workes of his Mercy or those incomprehensible of his Iustice but here to instance onely his Omnipotent Mercy it being the Health and Preseruation of all his workes and first not onely in raising but also in preseruing your L. from many great and insident dangers especially in forraine Countries in the time of your Youth and Trauels and now with Safety Loue and Triumph to establish You in this yeares Honor crowning the Perfection of your Daies the Grauity of your Life with Power Respect Reuerence Next in that my selfe though vnworthy being of one Name with your Lordship notwithstanding all Oppositions of Malice Ignorance and Enuy should thus happily liue protected by part of that Mercy as if one Fate did prosperously cleaue to one Name now to do Seruice to your Fame and Worthinesse and my Pen onely to be employd in these Bounteous and Honorable Tryumphs being but shadowes to those Eternall Glories that stand ready for Deseruers to which I commend the Deserts of your Iustice remaining euer To your Lordship in the best of my obseruance Thomas Middleton THE TRYVMPHS Of Truth Search all Chronicles Histories Records in what language or letter soeuer let the inquisitiue man waste the deere Treasures of his Time and Eye-sight he shall conclude his life only in this certainty that there is no subiect vpon earth receiued into the place of his gouernement with the like State Magnificence as is the Lord Maior of the Citty of London This being then infallible like the Mistresse of our Triumphs and not to be denied of any how carefull ought those Gentlemen to be to whose discretion and Iudgement the weight and charge of such a businesse is entirely referred and committed by the whole Society to haue all things correspondent to that Generous and Noble freenesse of cost and liberality the streames of Art to aequall those of Bounty a Knowledge that may take the true height of such an Honorable Solemnity the miserable want of both which in the impudent common Writer hath often forc'd from me much pitty and sorrow and it would heartily grieue any vnderstanding spirit to behold many times so glorious a fire in bounty and goodnesse offering to match in selfe with freezing Art sitting in darknesse with the candle out looking like the picture of Blacke Monday But to speake truth which many beside my selfe can affirme vpon knowledge a care that hath beene seldome equal'd and not easily imitated hath been faithfully showne in the whole course of this businesse both by the Wardens and Committies men of much vnderstanding industry and carefulnesse little weighing the greatnesse of expence so the cost might purchase perfection so feruent hath beene their desire to excell in that which is a learned and vertuous Ambition and so vnfainedly pure the loues and affections of the whole Company to his Lordship If any shall imagine that I set fairer colours vpon their Deserts then they vpon themselues let them but reade and conceiue and their owne vnderstandings will light them to the acknowledgement of their errors First they may here behold loue and bounty opening with the morning earlier then some of former yeares ready at the first appearing of his Lordship to giue his eare a taste of the dayes succeeding glory and thus the forme of it presents it selfe At Soper-lane end a Senate-house erected vpon which Musitians sit playing and more a quicken time a sweet voyce married to these words THE SONG Mother of many honorable Sounes Thinke not the Glasse too slowly runnes That in Times hand is set Because thy worthy Sonne appeares not yet Lady be pleas'd the hower growes on Thy ioy will be compleate anon Thou shalt behold The man enrold In Honours bookes whom Vertue raises Loue-circled round His triumphs crownd With all good wishes prayers and praises After this sweet aire hath liberally spent it selfe at the first appearing of the Lord Maior from Guild-hall in the morning a Trumpet plac'd vpon that Scaffold sounds forth his welcome then after a straine or two of Musicke a Graue Foeminine Shape presents it selfe from behinde a silke curtaine representing London attired like a reuerend Mother a long white haire naturally flowing on either side of her on her head a modell of Steeples and Turrets her habite Crimson silke neere to the Honourable garment of the Citty her left hand holding a Key of gold who after a comely grace equally mixt with Comfort and Reuerence sends from her lips this Motherly salutation The speech of London Honour and Ioy salute thee I am raisd In comfort and in loue to see thee glad And happy in thy blessings nor esteeme My words the lesse cause I a woman speake A womans counsell is not alwayes weake I am thy Mother at that name I know Thy heart do's reuerence to me as becomes A Sonne of Honour in whose soule burnes cleere The sacred lights of diuine feare and knowledge I know that at this instant all the workes Of Motherly loue in me showne to thy Youth When it was soft and helplesse are sum'd vp In thy most gratefull minde thou well remembrest All my deere paines and care with what affection I cherish thee in my bosome watchfull still Ouer thy wayes Set wholesome and Religious Lawes before The foot-steps of thy youth show'd Thee the way That lead thee to the Glory of this Day To which with teares of the most fruitfull ioy that euer Mother shed I welcome Thee Oh I could be content to take my part Out of Felicity onely in weeping Thy Presence and this Day is so deere to me Looke on my age my Honorable Sonne And then begin to thinke vpon thy Office See how on each side of mee hang the cares Which I bestowd on Thee in siluer haires And now the

wide-stretch't Armes There is a poore thin thred-bare thing cal'd Truth I giue thee warning of her if shee speake Stop both thine eares close most Professions breake That euer delt with her an Vnlucky thing Shee 's almost sworne to nothing I can bring A thousand of our Parish besides Queanes That nere knew what Truth meant nor euer meanes Some I could cull out here e'en in this Throng If I would show my Children and how strong I were in faction 'lasse poore simple Stray Shee 's all her life time finding out one way Shee 'as but one foolish way streight on right forward And yet she makes a toyle on 't and goes on With Care and Feare forfooth when I can run Ouer a hundred with delight and pleasure Backe-waies and by-waies and fetch in my Treasure After the wishes of my heart by shifts Deceits and slightes and I le giue thee those giftes I le show thee all my corners yet vntold The very nookes where Beldams hide their gold In hollow wals and chimneies where the Sun Neuer yet shone nor Truth came euer neere This of thy Life I le make the golden yeare Follow me then Enuy Learne now to scorne thy Inferiours those must loue thee And wish to eate their Hearts that sit aboue thee Zeale stird vp with Diuine Indignation at the Impudence of these Hel-hounds both forces their retirement and makes way for the Chariot wherein Truth his Mistresse sits in a close garment of white Sattin which makes her appeare thin and naked figuring thereby her simplicity and neerenesse of heart to those that embrace her a roabe of white silke cast ouer it fil'd with the eies of Eagles shewing her deep insight and height of wisedome ouer her thrice sanctified head a milke-white Doue and on each shoulder one the sacred Emblemes of Purity Meekenesse and Innocency vnder her Feete Serpents in that she treads downe all Subtelty and Fraud her Fore-head empal'd with a Diadem of Stars the Witnesse of her Eternall descent on her Breast a pure round Cristall showing the brightnesse of her thoughts and actions a Sun in her Right-hand then which nothing is truer a fan fild all with Starres in her left with which she parts Darkenesse and strikes away the vapours of Ignorance if you hearken to Zeale her Champion after his holy anger is past against Error and his crue hee will giue it you in better tearmes or at least more smoothly and pleasingly The speech of Zeale Bold Furies backe or with this scourge of Fire Whence sparkles out Religious chast-desire I le whip you downe to darkenesse this a place Worthy my Mistresse her Aeternall Grace Be the full obiect to feast all these eies But Thine the first hee that feeds here is wise Nor by the naked plainenesse of her weeds Iudge thou her worth no burnisht glosse Truth needs That Crowne of Starres showes her descent from heauen That Roabe of white fild all with Eagles eies Her piercing sight through hidden mysteries Those milke-white Doues her spotlesse Innocence Those Serpents at her feete her victory showes Ouer deceite and guile her rankest foes And by that Cristall Mirrour at her Brest The cleerenesse of her Conscience is exprest And showing that her deeds all darkenesse shun Her Right-hand holds Truths Symbole the bright Sunne A Fan of Starres shee in the other twists With which shee chaceth away Errors mists And now shee makes to thee her so euen Grace For to her Rich and Poore looke with one Face The Words of Truth Man raysd by Faith and Loue vpon whose Head Honour sits fresh let not thy Heart be led In ignorant waies of insolence and pride From Her that to this day hath bene thy guide I neuer showed thee yet more Paths then one And thou hast found sufficient That alone To bring Thee hether then go forward still And hauing most power first subiect thy Will Giue the first Fruits of Iustice to thy Selfe Then dost thou wisely Gouerne though that Elfe Of Sin and Darkenesse still opposing mee Counsels thy Appetite to Master Thee But call to minde what brought thee to this Day Was Falshood Cruelty or Reuenge the way Thy lust or pleasures peoples curse or hate These were no waies could raise Thee to this State The ignorant must acknowledge if then from Mee Which no Ill dare deny or Sin controule Forsake mee not that can aduance thy soule I see a blessed yeelding in thy Eye Thou' rt mine leade on thy Name shall neuer dye These words ended they all set forward this Chariot of Truth and her coelestiall hand-maids the Graces Vertues taking place next before his Lord ship Zeale and the Angell before that the Chariot of Error following as neere as it can get all passing on till they come into Pauls Church-yard where stand ready the fiue Ilands those dumbe Glories that I spake of before vpon the water vpon the heighth of these fiue Ilands sit fiue persons representing the fiue Sences Visus Auditus Tactus Gustus Olfactus or Seeing Hearing Touching Tasting Smelling at their feete their proper Emblemes Aquila Ceruus Araneus Simia Canis an Eagle a Hart a Spider an Ape a Dogge No sooner can your eyes take leaue of these but they may suddenly espy a strange Ship making toward and that which may raise greater astonishment it hauing neither Saylor nor Pilot onely vpon a white silke streamer these two words set in letters of Gold Veritate Gubernor I am Steer'd by Truth the Persons that are contained within this little Vessell are onely foure a King of the Moores his Queene and two Attendants of their owne colour the rest of their followers people the Castle that stands in the middle Iland of which company two or three on the top appeares to sight this King seeming much astonied at the many eies of such a multitude vtters his thoughts in these words The Speech of that King I see amazement set vpon the faces Of these white people wondrings and strange gazes Is it at mee do's my Complexion draw So many Christian Eyes that neuer saw A King so blacke before no now I see Their entire obiect the 're all meant to thee Graue Citty Gouernour my Queene and I Well honor'd with the Glances that by I must confesse many wilde thoughts may rise Opinions Common murmurs and fixt Eyes At my so strange arriuall in a Land Where true Religion and her Temple stand I being a Moor ethen in Opinions lightnesse As far from Sanctity as my Face from whitenesse But I forgiue the Iudgings of th' Vnwise Whose Censures euer quicken in their Eyes Onely begot of outward forme and show And I thinke meete to let such Censurers Know How euer Darkenesse dwels vpon my Face Truth in my soule sets vp the Light of Grace And though in daies of Error I did runne To giue all Adoration to the Sunne The Moone Stars nay Creatures base and poore Now onely their Creator I adore My Queene and People all at one time wun