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His name was Thiasus, hee was borne at Corinth, which is a principall towne of Achaia, and he had passed many offices of honor, till hee had taken upon him the degree Quinquenuall, according as his birth and dignity required, who to shew his worthinesse, and to purchase the benevolence of every person, appointed publike joyes and triumphs, to endure the space of three dayes, and to bring his endeavour to passe, he came into Thessaly to buy excellent Beasts, and valiant fighters for the purpose.
No more rapture; But with the confidence of a lover spread Your equall thoughts, and in your heart and armes Prepare an entertainement for that guest That hath no life or name but what you give. A kisse! and leave our soules to thinke upon The joyes this night attend us. Fra. Sullen day, Do not tire now; tis downehill all the way. Act the Fourth. Capt. Do you meane Mr. Adson's new ayres, Sir?
If you please, Madam, you may call me Brother: We have been at 'I John take the Elizabeth'. A possett and foure naked thighes a bed To night will bid faire earnest for a boy, too. Sis. Tis even so; Madam, the preist has done it. La. May then all joyes attend you; if this had Been knowne, it might have staid Sir Richard and Your Uncle one day more. Enter Underwit, Dorothy, Captaine, Thomas. Un.
Then higher on the glistening Sun I gazed, Whose beams was shaded by the leavie Tree, The more I looked, the more I grew amazed, And softly said, what glory's like to thee? Thou as a bridegroom from thy Chamber rushes And as a strong man, joyes to run a race, The morn doth usher thee with smiles and blushes The Earth reflects her glances in thy face.
And he; as a bridegroom, going-forth out of his privy-chamber: joyes as a mighty-man to run a race From the utmost end of the heavens is his egress; and his compassing-regress is unto the utmost-ends of them: and none is hidd, from his heat. The heav'ne, doo tel the glory of God and his firmament dooth preach. 3. work of his hands.
All my joyes to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy. "When I lie waking all alone, Recounting what I have ill done, My thoughts on me they tyrannize, Feare and sorrow me surprise, Whether I tarry still or go, Me thinks the time moves very slow. All my griefs to this are jolly, Naught so sad as melancholy."
And yet this sinfull creature, frail and vain, This lump of wretchedness, of sin and sorrow, This weather-beaten vessel wrackt with pain, Joyes not in hope of an eternal morrow; Nor all his losses crosses and vexations In weight and frequency and long duration, Can make him deeply groan for that divine Translation.
Day unto day dooth largely-utter speach and night unto night dooth knowledge shew No speach, and words are none. 5. thier voice it-is not heard. Thier line through all the earth is gone: and to the worlds end, thier speakings: in them he did dispose, 6. tent for the Sun. Who-bride-groom-like out of his chamber goes: joyes strong-man-like, to run a race
I shall leave her joyes without any bound to entertaine me if I first beat this foolish rivall of mine and present her with his sword. She assures me he dares not fight: it shall be so.
Amiddest our bankets, feasts, and pleasures, let us ever have this restraint or object before us, that is, the remembrance of our condition, and let not pleasure so much mislead or transport us, that we altogether neglect or forget, how many waies, our joyes, or our feastings, be subject unto death, and by how many hold-fasts shee threatens us and them.
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