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A07975 Microcosmus A morall maske, presented vvith generall liking, at the private house in Salisbury Court, and heere set down according to the intention of the authour Thomas Nabbes. Nabbes, Thomas, 1605?-1645? 1637 (1637) STC 18342; ESTC S113064 24,623 54

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Presse downe the organes of my utterance And choake words in their passage Speake good Ianus Ian. Yee disobedient children of that love That joyn'd us to produce yee Fire Stop good father Our wills are deafe to counsaile Ayre Or to threats Set both your browes with wrinckles and put on Th' austerest anger wee 'l be aw'd by none But our owne wills Wat. I le quench my brothers flames Or burne my selfe into him My cold moysture Shall not be ty'd t' embrace as cold a sister And not ascend above them Earth I le be active As ayre or fire Else with my ponderous weight I le presse their climbing heads beneath my centre And by inversion bury them within me 'Till earthquakes shatter all and small ruine Dilate their passage Fire Are we not one birth Why then should there be a precedency And not an equall power of all first qualities Be not you partiall parents wee 'l obey The government of nature Ayre Otherwise With our owne strength we 'l prosecute this warre 'Till ruine stop 's it Ian. Stubborne boyes I le yoake yee In such a bondage Nat. Gentle husband try Perswasions strength Perhaps 't will better worke Vpon the temper of their fiercer nature I am your mother let me reconcile yee That in your peace I may preserve the order Of my intended worke Should fire forsake His lofty mansion and infect his flames With grosser weight it would benumbe his activenesse And make his motion dull Were my pure ayre Pent in his sisters entrailes her foule veines Would soone infect him What creation mean't In your diversities your rash ambitions Must not pervert Since providence hath made yee The meanes for many ends dispute not them Nor your owne thought-defects each i● supply'd With a perfection and an equall worth Distinguisht in proportion but the excellence Of your owne attributes cannot appeare Whilst you disturbe the distribution Of them to other formes which from your mixtures Must enter different bodies of the first Second third fourth fifth composition Vapours exhalations meteors vegetables And minerals animals and lastly man Call'd so from concord for he doth contain A harmony of parts and in them figure His end of being Let not then your wills Persist in this rebellious mutiny And hinder high intendments Pray agree And leave the reason of such acts to me Fire Vaine oratory Think you us so easie To be o'recome by words swell high my rage And with licentious fury breake the tyes Of these too weake commands Ayre Let 's on to fight Whilst the yet discord of the untun'd spheares Add's courage and delights our warlike eares The 4. Elements and their creatures dance a confused dance to their owne antique musick● in which they seeme to fight with one another and so goe forth confusedly Nat. What shall we doe The universall fabrick Will be everted if this war continue Let 's sue to Love his power may be prevailing To them Love Love See Love appeares at thy request Thou cause of motion and of rest Thou greater powers great substitute Whose will and acts none must dispute Thou that form'st the best of things From thought-impossibles and brings Contrary matters to produce Another difference then the use Of a meere quality in one Can worke unto perfection Thou that thy secrets dost unlock To propagate a lasting stock And multiply that th' issue might Be little lesse then infinite Thou mother of all that is found Within this universall round What is thy will with Love Nat. Oh gentle power Thou that art Natures soule and the beginning Of every humane thing that giv'st them lawes And to thy selfe art law Figure of peace That to thy godheads attribute an next The quiet order of the worlds vast frame To have its forme and being from thy rule Which must be now imperious or its ruine Will prevent time The mutinous elements Have ras'd rebellion and dis-joynted quite The order of their fabrick The pure heavens Whose motion should be harmony rowle crosse And bend their Axletree 'till both the poles Doe kisse each others ends Then rectifie Great Love this dire confusion Love Straight I le doe it Can Love deny if Nature woo it The heavens first in tune I le set And from their musick soone beget A charme of power to make light fire Skip to his spheare and earth retire To her parch● den The subtile ayre I le calme from mists and make it faire And water with her curl'd waves sweepe The bounded channels of the deepe That order may succeed and things Grow perfect from their lasting springs Move right yee spheares in concord sound And with your musick fill this round Whilst the following song is singing the first 〈◊〉 ap●eares being a spheare in which the 4. Elements are figur'd and about it they sit imbracing one another The Song Hence confusion and dissention Be no more new formes prevention Crossing still A mothers will And Natures great intention Concord is the soule of being Nothing 's better than agreeing Chorus Then let imbraces crowne this times beginning Loves power is winning And when he throws the darts that arme his hands Who can resist his great commands Nat. Nature must pay Love thanks for this great worke Of reconciliation May the peace Be lasting as your selves and no ambition Move a new warre but from your loving mixtures New generation follow Love Spheares againe Your brazen trebles higher straine And lusty moving sounds advance To make us active whilst we dance The dance Now to the other work● our art Shall make all perfect e're we part They returne into the Scene and it closeth For the Second Act. Physander led in by Ianus Ian. Come forth thou son of earth and view the day That glories in the presence of thy beauty Phys. What am I My imperfect sence is yet Vnapprehensive and the intellect My mother hath inspir'd doth not instruct me To know my selfe Ian. Looke up thou master-peece Of Natures workemanship thou little world Thou that excel'st in forme that comprehends All the perfections which her curious hand Design'd and finisht That when other cr●atures Behold the earth and with dejected eyes Looke downwards on 't hast an erected figure To see the starres and contemplate their beings Celestiall causes and their influence Whence great effects ensue Thou that hast speech To be thy thoughts interpreter expect A farther act of Love to crowne thy life By joyning thee to an immortall wife Exit Phys. Receive my thanks great power I yet am maz'd And wander in a labyrinth of thoughts That throng confusedly together striving Who should first issue 'till their multitude Choakes up the passage Oh ye powers that made me To be a King and to have soveraignty Annext unto my difference send me quickly The glorious guide that may remove this darkn●sse To him the 4. Complexions Phys. Ha! what are these Chol. You may goe looke Yet if you aske me mildly perhaps I le answer you Blood We are sent to
be your servants Phys. By whom Our parents the foure Elements Phys. Your names Chol. My name is Choller I was beg●t by Fire on Natures Cooke-maide in the time of a Feastivall I was dry nursed by a leane Butterwife and bred up in Mars his Fencing-schoole where I have learn't a mystery that consists in lying distance and direction pase space and place Time motion and action progression reversion and trav●rsion blowes thrusts falses doubles ships and wards closings gripes and wrastlings fights guardant open variable and close Then have wee our stocatas imbrocatas mandritas puintas and puintas reversas our stramisons passatas carricadas amazzas and incartatas Phys. And what 's all this Chol. Termes in our dialect to pusle desperate ignorance Phys. What 's yours Blood My name is Blood Ayre was my father and my mother a light-heel'd madame that kept a vaulting-schoole at the signe of Virg● As she was one day practising a high trio●● she lost her hould and fell downe into my fathers regions where had not hee kind man stopt her about tho middle shee had brake her neck against a rock of Ice that hung beneath her and Blood had not beene as he is a Dancer sir. Phys. What art skill'd in Blood Garbes and postures of the body Here 's an honour for a Lord a back-fall for a Lady and a high rising is best in an active gallant But pardonne moy monsier it doe straine a de back too mush Here 's a traverse for a nimble Lawyer A hop and skip shall raise the sonne of a Cobler well under-lay'd with pieces to the government of a province 'till over-much ambitious cutting weares him into his Last A turne above ground for a Mercuriall pick-pocket and an easie passage to destruction for him that danceth after infected wantonnesse Cum multis alijs Phys. And what 's your name Phle Phlegme mine sir. Water was my mother and she made me a Physician I was nurst by Apollo●s Hearbwife that dwells at the signe of the Crab and she taught me to goe backwards Phys. And what can you doe Phle Live by the inspection of excrements and draw aurum palpabile out of them Kill any one cum privilegio ar●is I am Venus Midwife and trusted with many secrets which I never reveale but to my Apothecary when we meete at Libra to share and settle our correspondence Your Physician will serve you at your death sir. Physa Now your name Melan. I am called Melancholy I was begotten on the earth after a great drought in the time of barrenn●sse who breeding me up hardly enabled me the better for this hungry profession I would faigne be in love but having no other mistresse I am inforc't to love mine owne humour Physa All these are humours and must be my servants What a vast bounty have the heavens given me But I must labour to preserve them regular And not exceeding their proportions Blood skipping about justles Choller Of substance or of quality for then They will be masters Disagreeing Chol. He hath stirr'd me sir and I will be angry Blood Then Phlegme must coole you Chol. Phlegme's a foole Melan. Or a Physitian Phleg. Choller you must be taken downe Chol. I le soone be up againe Provoke me no more I am adust with rage and will make you an odde number Phys. Come this agrees not with a servants duty You must subscribe to order Phlegme shall be My substitute to moderate these jarrings And if hereafter any one transgresse But in the least dissention that disturbs The quiet of my state he shall correct it Nor spare himselfe For in a government Th' offence is greatest in the instrument That hath the power to punish and in lawes The authors trespasse makes the foulest cause Recorders What admiration workes upon my sense I hea●e and see such objects as would make Creation doubtfull whether she were perfect Without these parts Into what strange delights I 'm hurried on the sudden ha The second Scene is here discover'd being a perspective of clouds the inmost glorious where Bellamina sits betwixt Love and Nature behind her the Bonus and Malus Genius Nat. Looke hither Thou comfort of my love that gave thee being To figure greater power See Love hath brought Thy wish a spouse of 's owne immortall race Clad in the glory of her innocence Doe not defile her yet shee 's virgin white And joyn'd unto thee that thou mayst enjoy Knowledge and vertue not thy sensuall pleasures For being linckt unto thee she is made As sensible of thy corrupted passions As thou of mortall griefes Let her direct Thy powers of appetite Shee 'l shew thee heaven And the reward of good and if thou misse The path she guides thee in thou wil● enforce her To share thy ruine and pervert the ends Of her eternity Which if thou tread By her directions she communicates And makes thee like her selfe She must be chang'd According to thy disposition Then let my counsaile be so deepe imprest The prosecution of 't may make thee blest Whilst the following song is singing they descend from the Scene and present Bellamina to Physander Love Fairest of all earthly things Mount thy thoughts upon the wings Of contemplation and aspire To reach at my supernall fire Whose heate shall purge thy spouse and th●e From all dreggs of impurity Let no falser love delight Thy sense deluding appetite To seeke out other wantons led So heaven at length shall crowne thy head The Song Descend thou fairest of all creatures Grac't with all thy heavenly features In whom all perfections shin● P●r thou art In every part Little lesse than divine Take thy Bride and enjoy her But not with soule desires annoy her For she is white And hath no true delight But what is given From the desire of heaven Chorus Now joyne and each to other happy prove That neither ●ay Be led astray To seeke a stranger love Love and Nature returne to the Scene and it 〈◊〉 Phys. After ●y sacrifice of vowes and thankes Let me imbrace with reverence Oh my life And better soule joy hath possession taken Of all my faculties and gives a welcome To these delights Bella. Doe not abuse them then For my pure substance will admit no mixture With any thing that 's earthy lest it should Be so defil'd Together with my selfe I must bestow on thee two different servants The one is like my selfe all innocence The other 's clad in an infernall robe Of malice to us and will tempt thy frailty To loose desires from her black invention Forging aspersions on me to divert Thy love which I so prize my blisse or ruine Hath sole dependance on it If she urge Those accusations deafe thy understanding To her suggestions and informe thy reason Onely from th' other who best knowes my passions Powers and habits thou wast made for me To be my instrument and I for thee Bella. And when I doe forsake thee or infect My looser thoughts with