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<P>Londons Tempe, OR, <HI>The Feild of Happines.</HI> In which <HI>Feild</HI> are planted &s;euerall Trees of Magnifi|cence, State and Bewty, to Celebrate the Solemnity of the Right Honorable <HI>Iames Campebell,</HI> At his Inauguration into the Honorable Office of Praetor&s;hip, or Maioralty of London, on Thur&s;day the 29 of October, 1629.</P>
<P>All the particular Inuentions, for the Pageants, Showes of Tri|umph, both by Water and land being here fully &s;et downe, At the &s;ole Co&s;t, and liberall Charges of the Right wor&s;hipfull Society of <HI>Ironmongers.</HI></P>
<P>Written by THOMAS DEKKER.</P>
<Q><HI>Quando magis Dignos licuit Spectare Triumphos?</HI></Q>
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<FIGDESC>coat of arms or blazon</FIGDESC>
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<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
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<HEAD>To the Right honorable <HI>Iames Campe-bell,</HI> Lord Maior of the mo&s;t renouned Citty of <HI>London.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>Honorable Praetor:</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_THe Triumphes which the&s;e few leaues of paper, pre|&s;ent to your vew, (Albeit their glories are but &s;hort-liued as glittering onely for a day) Boldly &s;how their faces vnto the eye of the world, as Seruants attending on your Lord&s;hip onely to doe you honor.</P>
<P>With much care, co&s;t and curio&s;ity are they brought forth; And, with exceeding greatnes of <HI>Loue,</HI> a free han|ded bounty of their <HI>Pur&s;e,</HI> a Noble and generous Alacrity of <HI>Spirit,</HI> haue your worthy Fraternity, and much to be honored Brother-hood of <HI>Ironmongers,</HI> be&s;towed them vpon you.</P>
<P>It much winnes vpon them, to haue &s;uch a Cheife; and you cannot but be glad to haue &s;uch a <HI>Society:</HI> By a free Election are you <HI>Londons</HI> Praetor; The Suffrages of <HI>Commoners</HI> call you to your &s;eate. A &s;ucce&s;&s;ion to the place, Takes you by the hand, your Industry hath met with Ble&s;sings, tho&s;e ble&s;&s;ings giuen you ability, and that ability makes you fit for a Maie&s;trate.</P>
<P>Yet there is a mu&s;icke in your owne bo&s;ome, who&s;e &s;trings
<PB REF="3">being touchd yeilds as harmonius a &s;ound to you, as All theis: And that is, to &s;ee your &s;elfe heire to that <HI>Patrician Dig|nity</HI> with which your Father was Inue&s;ted. Jt was an ho|nor to him to weare that Robe of <HI>Scarlet,</HI> It it a double glory to you, in &s;o &s;hort an age to haue his &s;word borne be|fore you.</P>
<P>You haue the voyce of <HI>Senators</HI> breathing out your wel|come, A confluence of <HI>Graue Citizens,</HI> Adding &s;tate to your state, The acclamations of People, v&s;hering you along. Whil&s;t <HI>I</HI> (the lea&s;t part of this Triumphant day) &s;pend &s;uch &s;and as <HI>I</HI> haue to helpe to fill vp the houre gla&s;&s;e, my Ser|uice ronning.</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED><HI>Attending on your Lord&s;hip</HI> Thomas Dekker.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<PB REF="3">
<HEAD>Londons Tempe.</HEAD>
<P>_WEre it po&s;&s;ible for a Man, in the Compa&s;&s;e of a Day, to behold (as the Sunne does) All the Citties in the World, as if he went with Wal|king Beames about him; That Man &s;hould neuer &s;ee in any Part of the yeare, Any Citty, &s;o Magni|ficently Adorned with All Sorts of Tryumphes, va|riety of Mu&s;icke, of Brauery, of Bewty, of Fea&s;tings, of Ciuill (yet Rich) Ceremonies, with gallant Lords and Ladies, and Thronges of People as <HI>London</HI> is in|riched with, on the fir&s;t Day, that Her Great Lord (or Lord Maior, for tis all one) Takes, That Office vpon him.</P>
<P>In former Ages, He was not Encompa&s;t with &s;uch Glories, No &s;uch Firmaments of Starres were to be &s;eene in <HI>Cheape-&s;ide: Thames</HI> dranke no &s;uch Co&s;tly Healthes to <HI>London,</HI> as hee does Now. But as <HI>Troyno|uant</HI> &s;pred in Fame, &s;o our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Kinges, &s;hined vpon her with Fauours.</P>
<P>In Tho&s;e Home-&s;pun Times, They had no Collars of SS, no Mace, Sword, nor Cap of Maintenance,
<PB REF="4">The&s;e came by Degrees, as <HI>Additamenta Honoris,</HI> ad|ditions or En&s;ignes of more Honour, Conferd by &s;e|uerall Princes on this Citty: For, in the time of <HI>Ed|ward Confe&s;&s;or,</HI> the chiefe Ruler of the Citty was called <HI>Reeue, Greeue,</HI> or <HI>Portreeue:</HI> The next to him in autho|rity, <HI>Prouo&s;t.</HI></P>
<P>Then in the fir&s;t of <HI>Richard</HI> 1. two Bayliffes carried the &s;way: This continued till the ninth of King <HI>Iohn,</HI> who by Letters Patents gaue the Citizens power, yearely to choo&s;e them&s;elues a Lord Maior, and two Sheriffes.</P>
<P>Then, King <HI>Henry</HI> 3. made the fir&s;t <HI>Aldermen</HI> in <HI>London</HI> (yet the Name of <HI>Ealdorman</HI> was knowne in the <HI>Saxons</HI> time, for <HI>Alwin</HI> in the reigne of <HI>Edgar,</HI> was <HI>Alderman of All England,</HI> that is to &s;ay, <HI>Chiefe Iu&s;tice:</HI>) and tho&s;e <HI>Aldermen</HI> of <HI>London,</HI> had Rule then (as Now) ouer the Wardes of the Citty, but were euerie yeare changed, as the Shreiffes are in the&s;e dayes.</P>
<P>Then <HI>Edward</HI> 1. ordained that the Lord Maior, &s;hould in the Kings ab&s;ence, &s;it in all Places within <HI>London,</HI> as Chiefe Iu&s;tice; And that euery <HI>Alderman</HI> that had bin Lord Mayor, &s;hould be a Iu&s;tice of Peace for <HI>London</HI> and <HI>Middle&s;ex</HI> all his life after.</P>
<P>Then, in the reigne of <HI>Henry</HI> 7. <HI>S^r. John Shaw</HI> Gold|&s;mith, being Lord Maior, cau&s;ed the <HI>Aldermen</HI> to ride from the <HI>Guild-hall</HI> to the water &s;ide, when he went to take his Oath at <HI>We&s;tminster,</HI> (where before they Rode
<PB REF="4">by land thither,) and at his returne to ride againe to the <HI>Guild-hall,</HI> there to dine, all the Kitchens, and o|ther Offices there, Being built by Him: &s;ince which time, the Fea&s;t has there bin kept: for before, it was ei|ther at Grocers Hall, or the Merchantaylors.</P>
<P>Thus &s;mall Rootes grow in time to <HI>Caedars,</HI> &s;hallow &s;treames, to riuers, and a Hand of Gouernment to be the &s;tronge&s;t Arme in a Kingdome. Thus you &s;ee <HI>London</HI> in her meane attyre, then in Robes Maie&s;tical; and &s;itting in that Pompe, ca&s;t your Eye, vpon tho&s;e alluring Obiects, which &s;he her &s;elfe Beholds with Admiration.</P>
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The fir&s;t.</HEAD>
<P>The fir&s;t Scaene is a Water-worke, pre&s;ented by <HI>Oceanus,</HI> King of the Sea (from who&s;e Name the Vni|uer&s;all Maine Sea is called the Ocean) He, to celebrate the Ceremonies and Honors, due to this great Fe&s;ti|uall, and to &s;hew the world his Marine Chariot, &s;its Triumphantly in the Va&s;t (but Queint) &s;hell of a &s;il|uer Scollup, Reyning in the heads of two wild Sea|hor&s;es, proportioned to the life, their maynes falling about their neckes, &s;hining with curles of gold.</P>
<P>On his head, which (as his Beard) is knotted, long, carele&s;ly &s;pred, and white, is placd, a Diadem, who&s;e Bottome, is a conceited Coronet of gold; The middle ouer that, is a Coronet of &s;iluer Scollops, and on the
<PB REF="5">top a faire &s;preading branch of Corrall, interwouen thickly with Pearle. In his right hand, a golden Tri|dent, or three forked Scepter.</P>
<P>His habit is <HI>Antique,</HI> the &s;tuffe watchet, and &s;iluer: a mantle cro&s;&s;ing his body, with &s;iluer waues, Ba&s;es, and Buskins cut likewi&s;e at the top into &s;iluer &s;col|lups. And in this language he congratulates his Lord|&s;hip.</P>
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<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<HEAD><HI>Oceanus</HI> his Specch.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THus Mounted, hither comes the King of waues,</L>
<L>Who&s;e voyce Charmes roughe&s;t Billows into &s;laues,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Foote, treades downe their necks with as much Ea&s;e</L>
<L>As in my &s;helly Coach, I reyne vp The&s;e.</L>
<L>Lowd Ecchoes cald me from my glittering Throne</L>
<L>To &s;ee the Noble <HI>Thame&s;is;</HI>&mdash; A Sonne</L>
<L>To this my <HI>Queene</HI> and Me <HI>(<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word">)</HI> who&s;e Eare</L>
<L>Ne're Ieweld vp &s;uch Mu&s;ick as &s;ounds Here.</L>
<L>For, our vnfaddomd World, Roares out with None</L>
<L>But Horrid Sea-fights, Nauies Ouerthrowne,</L>
<L>Ilands halfe-drownd in Bloud, Pyrates <HI>pell mell,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Turkes</HI> &s;laui&s;h tugging Oares, The <HI>Dunkerks</HI> Hell,</L>
<L>The <HI>Dutchmans</HI> Thunder, And the <HI>Spaniards</HI> Lightning,</L>
<L>To whom, the Sulphures Breath giues Heate &amp; Heightning,</L>
<L>O! The&s;e are the Dire Tunes my Con&s;ort &s;ings,</L>
<L>But here! old <HI>Thame</HI> out &s;hines the Beames of Kings.</L>
<L>This Citty Addes New Glories to <HI>Ioues</HI> Court.</L>
<PB REF="5">
<L>And to All you, who to this Hall re&s;ort,</L>
<L>This <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> via</HI> (as a Path) is giuen,</L>
<L>Being P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">d with Pearle, as that with Starres in heauen</L>
<L>I could (to <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">ll my trayne) Becon the Rhine.</L>
<L>(But the wylde Boare ha tusked vp his vine.)</L>
<L>I could Swif<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"> Volga Call, who&s;e curld head lies</L>
<L>On &s;eauen <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 word"> pillowes, (But, in merchandizs</L>
<L>The Ru&s;&s;ian, him imployes)-I could to theis</L>
<L>Call Ganges, Nilus, long haird Euphrates,</L>
<L>Tagus who&s;e golden Hands cla&s;pe Lisbone walles,</L>
<L>Him could J call too, But what neede theis calles?</L>
<L>Were they all here, they would weepe out there eyes,</L>
<L>Madde that new <HI>Troys</HI> high towers on tiptoe rize</L>
<L>To hit Heauens Roofe: Madde, to &s;ee Thames this day</L>
<L>(For all his age) in wanton windinges Play,</L>
<L>Before his, new Graue Praetor, and before</L>
<L>Theis &s;enators, Best fathers of the poore.</L>
<L>That Grand Canale, where (&s;tately) once a yeare</L>
<L>A Fleete of bridall Gondoletts appeare,</L>
<L>To marry with a golden Ring, (Thats Hurld,</L>
<L>Into the &s;ea) That minion of the world</L>
<L>Venice to Neptune,-A poore Lant&s;cip is,</L>
<L>To the&s;e full Brauereis of Thame&s;is.</L>
<L>Goe therefore vp to Caea&s;ars Court,-And clayme</L>
<L>What honors there are left to <HI>Campe-bels</HI> name</L>
<L>As by di&s;ent, whil&s;t we tow vp a tyde</L>
<L>Which &s;hall ronne &s;weating vp by you barges &s;ide:</L>
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<L>That done, <HI>Time</HI> &s;hall <HI>Oceanus</HI> Name Inroll,</L>
<L>For guarding You to <HI>Londons</HI> Capitoll.</L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd Pre&s;entation.</HEAD>
<P>The Inuention is a Proud &s;welling Sea, on who&s;e Waues is borne vp, a &s;ea Lyon, as a proper and emi|nent Body, to Mar&s;hall in the following Triumphes; In reguard it is one of the &s;upporters of the Ea&s;t In|dian Company, of which his Lord&s;hip is free, and a great aduenturer. And the&s;e Marine creatures, are the more fitly imployed, In regard al&s;o, that his Lord|&s;hip is Maior of the Staple, Gouernour of the <HI>French</HI> Company, and free of the Ea&s;t-land Company.</P>
<P>On this Lyon (which is cut out of w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters">d to the life) rides <HI>Tethys</HI> wife to <HI>Oceanus,</HI> and Queene of the Sea; for why &s;hould the King of waues be in &s;uch a glorious progre&s;&s;e without his Queene, or &s;he with|out him? They both therefore twin them&s;elues toge|ther to heighten the&s;e &s;olemnities.</P>
<P>Her haire is long, and Di&s;heuelled, on her head, an antique &s;ea-tyre, encompa&s;t with a Coronall of gold and pearle, her garments rich, and proper to her quality, with a Taffaty mantle fringed with &s;iluer cro&s;&s;ing her body. Her right hand, &s;upporting a large &s;treamer, in which are the Lord Maiors armes.</P>
<P>On each &s;ide of this Lyon, attend a Mermaid, and
<PB REF="6">Merman, holding two Banners, with the Armes of the two New Shrieues, &s;euerall fi&s;hes &s;wimming as it were about the border. And the&s;e two hauing di&s;pat|ched on the water, ha&s;ten to aduance them&s;elues on Land.</P>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The third.</HEAD>
<P>The third &s;how is an E&s;tridge, cut out of timber to the life, biting a hor&s;e-&s;hoe. On this Bird rides an In|dian boy, holding in one hand a long <HI>Tobacco pipe,</HI> in the other a dart. His attire is proper to the Country.</P>
<P>At the foure angels of the &s;quare where the E&s;tridg &s;tands, are plac'd a <HI>Turke,</HI> and a <HI>Per&s;ian.</HI> A pikeman &amp; a Mu&s;keteere.</P>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The fourth.</HEAD>
<P>The fourth pre&s;entation is called <HI>the Lemnian Forge.</HI> In it are <HI>Vulcan,</HI> the <HI>Smith</HI> of <HI>Lemnos,</HI> with his &s;eruants (the <HI>Cyclopes</HI>) who&s;e names are <HI>Pyracmon, Brontes</HI> &amp; <HI>Sceropes,</HI> working at the <HI>Anuile</HI> Their habite are wa&s;t coates, and lether approns: their haire blacke and &s;haggy, in knotted curles.</P>
<P>A fire is &s;eene in the Forge, Bellowes blowing, &s;ome filing, &s;ome at other workes; Thunder and Lightning on occa&s;ion. As the Smiths are at worke, they &s;ing in prai&s;e of Iron, the <HI>Anuile</HI> and <HI>Hammer:</HI> by the concor|dant &s;troakes and &s;oundes of which, <HI>Tuballcayne</HI> be|came the fir&s;t inuentor of Mu&s;icke.</P>
</DIV2>
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<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>The Song.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>BRaue Jron! Braue Hammer! from your &s;ound,</L>
<L>The Art of Mu&s;icke has her Ground,</L>
<L>On the Anuile, Thou keep'st Time,</L>
<L>Thy Knick-a-knock is a &s;mithes Be&s;t Chyme,</L>
<L>Yet Thwick a-Thwack,</L>
<L>Thwick, Thwac-a-Thwac-Thwac,</L>
<L>Make our Brawny &s;inewes Crack,</L>
<L>Then Pit a-pat-pat, pit-a-pat-pat,</L>
<L>Till thicke&s;t barres be beaten flat.</L>
<L>We &s;hooe the Hor&s;es of the Sunne,</L>
<L>Harne&s;&s;e the Dragons of the Moone,</L>
<L>Forge <HI>Cupids</HI> Quiuer, Bow, and Arrowes,</L>
<L>And our Dames Coach, thats drawne with Sparrowes.</L>
<L>Till thwick-a-thwack, &amp;c.</L>
<L><HI>Ioues</HI> Roaring Cannons, and his Rammers,</L>
<L>We beate out with our <HI>Lemnian</HI> Hammers,</L>
<L><HI>Mars</HI> his Gauntlet, Helme and Speare,</L>
<L>And <HI>Gorgon</HI> Shield are all made here.</L>
<L>Till thwick-a-thwack, &amp;c.</L>
<L>The Grate which (&s;hut) the Day out-barres,</L>
<L>Tho&s;e golden &s;tuddes which naile the &s;tarres,</L>
<L>The Globes-ca&s;e, and the Axletree,</L>
<L>Who can Hammer the&s;e but Wee.</L>
<L>Till thwick-a-thwack, &amp;c.</L>
<PB REF="7">
<L>A Warming-panne to heate Earth's bedde,</L>
<L>Lying ith frozen Zone halfe-dead,</L>
<L>Hob-nailes to &s;erue the Man ith Moone,</L>
<L>And Sparrow-bils to cloute <HI>Pan's</HI> &s;hoone.</L>
<L>Who&s;e worke but ours? Till thwic-a-thwack, &amp;c,</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> Kettles, Pots and Pennes,</L>
<L>We make, or el&s;e &s;he Brawles and Bannes,</L>
<L>Tonges, Shouels, Andirons haue their places,</L>
<L>El&s;e &s;hee &s;cratches all our faces.</L>
<L>Till thick a-thwack, &amp;c.</L>
</LG>
<P>Cupid <HI>&s;its in one place of this Forge; on his head a curld yellow haire, his eyes hid in Lawne, a Bow and Quiuer, his armour. Wings at his backe; his body in light colours, a changeable &s;ilke mantle cro&s;&s;ing it: Golden and &s;iluer arrowes, are euer and anon reached vp to him, which hee &s;hootes vpward into the aire, and is &s;till &s;upplied with more from the Forge.</HI></P>
<P><HI>On the top &s;its</HI> Ioue, <HI>in a rich</HI> Antique <HI>habite, a long white reuerend hayre on his head, a beard long and curld: A Mace of Triple fire in his hand burning who calling to</HI> Vulcan, <HI>This language pa&s;&s;es betweene them. Ioue.</HI> Ho <HI>Vulcan.</HI></P>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vul.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stop your Hammers: what ayles <HI>Ioue?</HI></L>
<L>We are making arrowes for my &s;lip-string &s;onne,</L>
<L>Here, &mdash;reach him tho&s;e two dozen; I mu&s;t now</L>
<L>A golden handle make for my wifes fann:</L>
<L>Worke my &s;ine Smugges.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="8">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ioue</SPEAKER>
<L>Fir&s;t heare; you &s;hall not play,</L>
<L>The Fates would &s;cold &s;hould you keepe Holiday.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vul.</SPEAKER>
<L>What then?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Iov.</SPEAKER>
<L>Command thy Brawny fi&s;ted &s;laues to &s;weate</L>
<L>At th' Anuile, and to du&s;t their Hammers beate,</L>
<L>To &s;tuffe with Thunderbolts <HI>Ioues</HI> Armoryes,</L>
<L>For Vices (mountaine-like) in black heapes rize,</L>
<L>My &s;inewes crack to fell them:&mdash; Ideot <HI>pride</HI></L>
<L>Stalkes vpon &s;tilts, &mdash; <HI>Ambition,</HI> by her &s;ide,</L>
<L>Climbing to catch Starres, breakes her necke it'h fall,</L>
<L>The Gallant Roares, &mdash; Roarers drinke oathes and gall,</L>
<L>The Beggar cur&s;es, &mdash; Auarice eates gold</L>
<L>Yet ne're is fild, &mdash; Learning's awrangling &s;cold,</L>
<L>Warre has a Fatall hand, &mdash; Peace, whori&s;h Eyes,</L>
<L>Shall not <HI>Iove,</HI> beate downe &s;uch Impieties?</L>
<L>Ist not high time, I&s;t not true Iustice then</L>
<L><HI>(Vulcan)</HI> for thee, and thy tough Hammer-men</L>
<L>To heate thy Anuile,&mdash;and blow fires to flames</L>
<L>To burnethe&s;e Broodes, who kill euen with their Names?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vul.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes <HI>Ioue,</HI> tis more then Time.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Iove.</SPEAKER>
<L>And what helpes this, but Iron! O then, how high</L>
<L>Shall this Great <HI>Troy,</HI> Text vp the Memory</L>
<L>Of you her Noble Praetor, and tall Tho&s;e</L>
<L>(Your worthy Brotherhood) through who&s;e Care goes</L>
<L>That rare, rich prize of Iron, to the whole Land,</L>
<L>Iron! farre more worth then <HI>Tagus</HI> golden Sand.</L>
<L>Iron! be&s;t of Mettals! Pride of Minerals!</L>
<PB REF="8">
<L>Hart of the Earth! Hand of the World, which fals</L>
<L>Heauy when it &s;trikes home: &mdash; By Irons &s;trong Charmes</L>
<L>Ryots lye bound: &mdash;Warre &s;tops her rough Allarmes</L>
<L>Iron; Earthquakes strikes in Foes: &mdash; Knits friends in loue,</L>
<L>Iron's that maine Hinge, on which the World doth moue:</L>
<L>No Kingdomes Globe can turne, Euen, Smooth and Round,</L>
<L>But that his Axletree in Iron is found:</L>
<L>For, Armies wanting Iron, are puffes of wind,</L>
<L>And, but for Iron, who thrones of peace would mind?</L>
<L>Were there no gold nor &s;iluer in the land:</L>
<L>Yet Nauigation (which on Jron does &s;tand)</L>
<L>Could fetch it in &mdash;Gold's Darling to the Sunne,</L>
<L>But Iron, his hardy Boy, by whom is done</L>
<L>More than the Tother dare: The Merchants Gates</L>
<L>By Iron, barre out theeui&s;h a&s;&s;a&s;sinates:</L>
<L>Iron is the Shop-keepers both Locke and Kay,</L>
<L>What are your Cours of Guard, when Iron's away?</L>
<L>How would the Cornepricke vp her golden Eares:</L>
<L>But that Iron Plough &s;hares, all the labour beares</L>
<L>In Earth's &s;trange Midwiffry? Braue Jron! what prai&s;e</L>
<L>De&s;erues it? More tis beate, more it obayes;</L>
<L>The more it &s;uffers: More it &s;moothes offence:</L>
<L>In Drudgery, it &s;hines with Patience.</L>
<L>This Fellow&s;hip, was then with Iudging Eyes</L>
<L>Vnited to the twelue great Companies:</L>
<L>It being farre more Worthy, than to Fill</L>
<L>A File inferiour; &mdash; You's the Sunne's guilt Hill:</L>
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<L>On toot: <HI>Ioue</HI> guardes you on: <HI>Cyclopes</HI> a Ring</L>
<L>Make with your Hammers, to who&s;e Mu&s;icke Sing.</L>
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<HEAD>The Fift.</HEAD>
<P>The fift Pre&s;entation is called <HI>Londons Tempe,</HI> or <HI>The Field of Happine&s;&s;e;</HI> thereby redecting vpon the name of <HI>Campe-bell,</HI> or <HI>Le Beu Champe, A faire and glo|rious field.</HI> It is an arbor, &s;upported by 4 Great Termes: On the 4 Angles, or corners ouer the Termes, are pla|ced 4 Pendants with armes in them.</P>
<P>It is round about furni&s;hed with trees and flowers: the vpper part with &s;euerall fruites: Intimating that as <HI>London</HI> is the be&s;t-&s;tored Garden in the Kingdome for Plants, Herbes, Flowers, Rootes, and &s;uch like; So, on this day it is the mo&s;t glorious Citty in the Chri&s;tian world.</P>
<P>And therefore <HI>Tytan</HI> (one of the names of the Sun) in all his &s;plendor, with <HI>Flora, Ceres, Pomona, Ver</HI> and <HI>E&s;tas,</HI> are &s;eated in this <HI>Tempe;</HI> on the top of all &s;tands a Lyons head, being the Lord Maiors Cre&s;t.</P>
<P><HI>Tytan</HI> being the Speaker, does in this language court his Lord&s;hip to attention.</P>
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<HEAD><HI>Tytan</HI> his Specch.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WElcome (great Praetor) Now heare <HI>Tytan</HI> &s;peake,</L>
<L>Who&s;e beames to Crowne this Day, through Clouds thus Breake</L>
<L>My coach of beaten gold is &s;et a&s;ide,</L>
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<L>My Hor&s;es to Ambro&s;iall mangers tied,</L>
<L>Why is this done? why leaue I mine owne Sphere?</L>
<L>But here to circle You, for a whole Yeare:</L>
<L>Embrace then <HI>Tytans</HI> Coun&s;ell: &mdash;Now &s;o Guide</L>
<L>The Chariot of your &s;way in a Iust Pace,</L>
<L>That All (to come hereafter) may with Pride,</L>
<L>Say, None like you did Noblier quit the Place&punc;</L>
<L>Lower than Now you are in Fame, Neuer fall,</L>
<L>Note me (the Sunne) who in my Noone Careere,</L>
<L>Renders a &s;haddow, &s;hort or None at all,</L>
<L>And &s;o, &s;ince Honors Zodiac is your &s;phaere,</L>
<L>A &s;hrub to you mu&s;t be the talle&s;t Pine,</L>
<L>On poore and rich you Equally mu&s;t &s;hine.</L>
<L>This if you Doe, my Armes &s;hall euer &s;pread</L>
<L>About tho&s;e Roomes you Feast in:&mdash;From her head</L>
<L><HI>Flora,</HI> her garlands plucke (beeing Queene of Flowers)</L>
<L>To dre&s;&s;e your Parlors vp like &s;ummers Bowers:</L>
<L><HI>Ceres,</HI> lay golden &s;heaffes on your full boord,</L>
<L>With fruit you from <HI>Pomona</HI> &s;hall be &s;loard,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t <HI>Ver</HI> and <HI>E&s;tas</HI> (Spring and Sommer) Driue</L>
<L>From this your <HI>Tempe,</HI> Winter, till he Diue</L>
<L>I'th frozen Zone, and <HI>Tytans</HI> Radiant &s;hield</L>
<L>Guard <HI>Campe-bels</HI> Beuch ampe, <HI>Londons</HI> faire&s;t field.</L>
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<HEAD>The &s;ixth and la&s;t Pre&s;entation.</HEAD>
<P>This is called <HI>Apollo's</HI> pallace: becau&s;e 7. per&s;ons repre&s;enting the 7 liberall Sciences are richly Inthro|ned
<PB REF="10">in this Citty. Tho&s;e 7 are in loo&s;e roabes of &s;eue|rall cullors, with mantles according, and holding in their hands E&s;cutcheons, with Emblemes in them proper to euery one quality.</P>
<P>The body of this worke is &s;upported by 12 &s;iluer Columnes. At the foure angles of it, foure Pendants play with the Wind. On the top is erected a &s;quare Tower, &s;upported by foure golden Columes. In euery &s;quare is pre&s;ented the Embo&s;d antique head of an Emperour, figuring the 4. Monarches of the world, and in them, pointing at foure Kingdomes.</P>
<P><HI>Apollo</HI> is the chiefe per&s;on; on his head a garland of bayes; In his hand a Lute; Some Hypercriticall Cen|&s;urer perhaps, will aske, why hauing <HI>Tytan,</HI> I &s;hould bring in <HI>Apollo,</HI> &s;ithence they both are names proper to the Sunne. But the yonge&s;t Nouice in Poetry can an&s;wer for me, that the Sunne when he &s;hines in hea|uen is called <HI>Tytan,</HI> but being on Earth (as he is here) we call him <HI>Apollo.</HI> Thus therefore <HI>Apollo</HI> tunes his voyce.</P>
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<HEAD>Apoloes &s;peech.</HEAD>
<P><HI>APollo</HI> neuer &s;tucke in Admiration till now: My <HI>Delphos</HI> is remouen hither; my Oracles are &s;po|ken here: Here the Sages vtter their wi&s;edome, Here the Sybels their diuine ver&s;es.</P>
<P>I &s;ee Senators this day in Scarlet riding to the Ca|pitoll, and to morrow the &s;ame men riding vp and
<PB REF="10">downe the field in Armors Gowned Citizens, and Warlike Gowne-men. The Gunne here giues place, and the owne takes the vpper hand. The Gowne and the Gunne march in one File together.</P>
<P>Happy King that has &s;uch people, happy Land in &s;uch a King! Happy Pretor &s;o grac'd with Honors! Happy Senators &s;o obayed by Citizens. And happy Citizens that can command &s;uch Triumphes.</P>
<P>Good in your full glories: whil&s;t <HI>Apollo,</HI> and the&s;e Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es of the Learned Sciences, waft you to that Honourable &s;hore; whither <HI>Time</HI> bids you ha&s;ten to arriue.</P>
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<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<HEAD>A &s;peech at Night, at taken leaue of his Lord&s;hip at <HI>his Gate, by Oceans.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AFter the glorious troubles of this day,</L>
<L>Night bids you welcome home,&mdash;Night who does lay</L>
<L>All pompe, all Triumphs, by,-&s;tate, now de&s;ends,</L>
<L>Here or Officious Trayne their &s;eruice ends,</L>
<L>And yet not all, for &s;ee: the golden Sunne,</L>
<L>Albeiu he had his dayes worke fully done,</L>
<L>Sits vp aboue his houre, and does his be&s;t</L>
<L>To keepe the &s;tarres from lighting you to re&s;t,</L>
<L>Him will I take along to lay his head</L>
<L>In Tethys lape, Peace therefore Guard your bedds:</L>
<L>In your yeares Zediacke may you fairely moue,</L>
<L>Shin'd on by Angels, ble&s;t with goodnes loue.</L>
</LG>
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<P><HI>Thus much, his owne worth, cryes vp the Work|man (M.</HI> Gerard Chri&s;mas<HI>) for his Inuention, that all the peeces were exact, and &s;et forth liuely, with much Co&s;t. And this yeere, giues one Remarkeable Note to after times, that all the Barges followed one ano|ther (euery Company in their degree) in a Stately and Maie&s;ticall order. This being the Inuention of a Noble Citizen, one of the Captaines of the Citty.</HI></P>
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