A
MASQVE
PRESENTED
BY
his
HIGHNESSE
,
at
his
Pallace
in
the
Middle-Temple
,
the
24
th
.
of
February
,
1635.
BEFORE
the
Scene
was
discovered
,
the
Princes
being
prepar'd
under
the
state
at
the
upper
end
of
the
Hall
;
the
Master
of
Ceremonies
to
the
Prince
D'AMOVR
,
receives
an
Imployment
by
a
whisper
from
his
Master
,
then
moves
to
the
Prince
Elector
(
to
whom
this
Entertainment
was
onely
directed
)
and
speakes
this
.
SIr
,
this
short
journey
from
my
Princes
Throne
,
Is
meant
in
Embassie
to
You
alone
;
To
You
,
whom
he
receives
not
as
his
Ghest
,
For
You
are
both
his
Ornament
and
Feast
.
Although
his
Greatnesse
is
not
taught
to
bow
,
His
Subjects
feare
,
he
will
doe
homage
now
,
Which
he
esteemes
no
less'ning
to
his
State
,
Since
't
is
his
Love
decrees
it
,
not
his
Fate
.
Nay
more
,
his
Message
moves
so
low
,
I
feare
,
What
sounds
like
tender
Courtship
in
your
eare
,
His
Iealous
Barons
will
dislike
,
and
cry
,
I
am
perverted
to
disloyaltie
;
Vrge
my
Commission
false
,
then
taxe
me
for
An
easie
Traytor
,
no
Embassadour
;
As
if
my
words
would
pull
his
Empire
downe
,
Shorten
his
Scepter
,
and
contract
his
Crowne
;
Thus
whisper'd
by
my
feares
,
I
must
impart
For
Ceremony
now
,
what
is
his
heart
,
Though
with
content
of
Truth
,
I
may
report
You
haue
a
num'rous
Faction
in
his
Court
.
This
Pallace
where
,
by
sword
,
then
law
maintain'd
His
few
,
but
mighty
Ancestors
have
raign'd
,
Is
consecrated
yours
;
which
he
doth
give
,
Not
in
regard
he
hath
short
time
to
live
;
For
so
,
since
his
Successor
is
unknowne
,
You
take
what
is
his
Subjects
,
not
his
owne
,
And
what
is
a
surrender
now
,
would
be
Receiv'd
tomorrow
as
a
Legacie
:
If
more
of
his
free
love
,
I
should
relate
,
They
'd
stile
it
homage
in
our
Iealous
state
.
At
the
upper
end
,
opposite
to
the
state
,
was
a
stage
of
six
foot
high
:
and
there
was
presented
to
sight
a
Front
of
Architecture
with
two
Pillasters
at
each
side
,
and
in
the
middle
of
the
Coronich
a
Compartement
,
with
this
inscription
in
an
Ovall
.
Les
Triumphes
du
Prince
d'
Amour
.
The
Curtaine
flying
up
,
on
the
sudden
the
Scene
was
discovered
with
a
Village
consisting
of
Alehouses
and
Tobacco
shops
,
each
fronted
with
a
red
Lettice
,
on
which
blacke
Indian
Boyes
sate
bestriding
Roles
of
Tobacco
,
and
in
the
place
of
Signes
,
Globes
hung
up
,
stucke
up
full
of
broken
Pipes
.
Before
each
dore
were
seene
old
Loggs
,
and
Trunkes
of
hollow
Trees
,
on
them
sate
the
Persons
of
the
first
Antimasque
drinking
,
and
making
to
each
other
such
ridiculous
salutes
,
as
did
intimate
a
joy
of
meeting
,
and
acquaintance
.
This
continued
a
while
,
and
then
they
prepar'd
for
their
first
entry
.
The
first
Anti-Masque
.
Two
,
whose
habits
presented
them
,
for
swaggering
Souldiers
,
and
of
the
cheaper
quallity
,
such
as
are
said
to
roare
,
not
fight
,
their
Beards
mishapen
,
with
long
whiskers
of
the
Stilletto
cut
.
Two
Dutch
Sea
Officers
,
a
Gunner
and
a
Boatswaine
.
An
old
over-growne
debaush'd
Cavalier
,
that
seem'd
unwieldy
with
his
weight
,
his
Riots
had
so
inlarg'd
him
.
A
Begging
Souldier
,
with
a
Knapsack
hanging
at
his
backe
.
A
Suttlers
wife
,
denoted
by
her
dresse
of
the
Campe
,
her
head
being
bound
with
a
Saddle
girth
,
instead
of
Phylliting
.
These
after
their
Entry
was
perform'd
,
retire
.
On
the
sudden
,
the
Scene
wholly
changing
,
appeares
a
Campe
of
Tents
,
distinguished
by
their
severall
Colours
:
And
in
the
middst
was
discover'd
the
Temple
of
Mars
,
the
forme
being
square
,
and
of
the
Dorick
Order
,
with
Trophies
of
Armes
on
the
Front
.
Within
the
middle
of
the
Temple
stood
the
Statue
of
Mars
,
of
Copper
,
upon
a
Pedestall
.
This
having
continu'd
a
while
in
prospect
,
the
Priests
of
Mars
came
out
of
the
Temple
,
cloath'd
in
Crimson
robes
,
of
the
Antick
shape
,
girt
in
the
wast
and
being
tuck'd
up
,
fall
in
a
fold
;
on
their
heads
,
Miters
of
a
Helmet
forme
,
with
a
Poniard
advanc'd
on
the
top
,
and
they
sing
this
by
way
of
Preparation
.
(
1
)
Come
shut
our
Temple
and
away
,
Our
bold
seditious
God
shall
stay
;
Wee
'l
serve
no
sacrifice
to
day
,
Our
humor
is
to
Feast
,
not
Pray
.
(
2
)
The
Battell
which
our
Knights
have
won
,
Did
last
untill
th'
amazed
Sun
For
feare
,
did
mend
his
usuall
pace
,
And
set
betimes
to
hide
his
face
.
(
3
)
And
now
the
story
of
their
fight
Is
universall
,
as
his
light
,
Which
Fame
upon
her
swifter
wing
Hath
early
brought
for
us
to
sing
.
This
Song
ended
,
with
a
slow
pace
they
descend
(
playing
on
their
Instruments
)
and
being
advanc'd
neere
the
State
,
sing
this
to
signifie
some
Battell
lately
fought
.
(
1
)
Heark
!
heark
!
the
trouble
of
the
day
draws
neere
,
And
now
the
Drum
doth
teach
the
heart
to
beat
,
Whilst
Trumpets
cherish
not
,
but
wound
the
eare
Of
such
,
who
are
ordain'd
for
a
defeat
.
Chorus
.
Heark
!
Heark
!
some
groane
,
and
curse
uncertaine
Fate
,
Which
vs
for
blood
and
ruine
,
doth
create
.
(
2
)
Charge
!
charge
!
cries
ev'ry
bold
ambitious
knight
,
Whilst
artificiall
darknesse
hid
their
way
,
The
lightning
of
their
Swords
was
all
their
light
,
For
dust
,
&
sulphrous
clouds
had
chok'd
the
day
.
Chorus
.
Heark
!
heark
!
some
groane
,
and
curse
uncertaine
Fate
,
Which
vs
for
blood
and
ruine
,
doth
create
.
(
3
)
Burn
,
burn
,
was
straight
the
noyse
in
ev'ry
Tent
,
Whilst
some
mis-led
by
their
disorder'd
feare
,
Did
helpe
to
kindle
what
they
should
prevent
,
And
scap'd
the
Van
to
perish
in
the
Reere
.
Chorus
.
Heark
!
heark
!
some
groane
,
and
curse
uncertaine
Fate
,
Which
vs
for
blood
and
ruine
,
doth
create
.
(
4
)
Fly
,
fly
,
cryes
then
the
tame
dejected
Foe
;
Each
wondring
at
the
terror
which
he
feeles
,
And
in
the
hurry
of
their
overthrow
,
Forsook
their
Arms
,
and
trusted
to
their
heels
.
Chorus
.
Heark
!
heark
!
some
groane
,
and
curse
uncertaine
Fate
,
Which
vs
for
blood
and
ruine
,
doth
create
.
(
5
)
Stand
!
stand
!
was
now
the
word
our
Knights
did
give
,
For
weary
of
pursuit
,
they
had
no
will
To
grace
with
death
,
who
basely
sought
to
live
,
As
if
unworthy
of
their
paines
to
kill
.
Chorus
.
Heark
!
heark
!
some
groane
,
and
curse
uncertaine
Fate
,
Which
vs
for
blood
and
ruine
,
doth
create
.
The
Priests
of
Mars
retire
,
and
strait
the
Masquers
appeare
as
coming
out
of
severall
Tents
,
their
habits
being
Martiall
and
richly
imbroder'd
,
inclining
neere
the
old
Romane
shape
;
their
Helmets
Triumphantly
plum'd
,
whiles
the
Bevir
falling
ore
the
face
,
serv'd
for
a
disguise
,
and
supply'd
to
each
the
office
of
a
Vizard
.
These
by
their
appearance
and
demeanour
were
devis'd
to
intimate
those
heroique
Knights
Templers
,
to
which
the
Pallace
of
the
Prince
D'Amour
was
anciently
Dedicated
.
They
descend
with
a
Majestique
pace
,
and
dance
their
first
entry
,
then
retire
towards
the
Scene
:
whilst
with
amazement
they
discover
Cupid
descending
in
a
bright
cloud
,
who
at
their
interview
sings
this
.
(
1
)
Whither
so
gladly
,
and
so
fast
,
As
if
you
knew
all
danger
past
Of
Combat
,
and
of
War
?
As
you
believ'd
my
armes
were
bound
,
Or
when
I
shoot
,
still
ev'ry
wound
.
I
make
,
is
but
a
scar
.
(
2
)
Arme
now
your
brests
with
shields
of
steele
,
And
plates
of
Brasse
,
yet
you
shall
feele
My
arrowes
are
so
keene
,
Like
lightning
that
not
hurts
the
skin
,
Yet
melts
the
solid
parts
within
,
They
'l
wound
,
although
unseene
.
(
3
)
My
Mother
taught
mee
long
agoe
To
ayme
my
shafts
,
and
draw
my
Bow
When
Mars
shee
did
subdue
.
And
now
you
must
resigne
to
Love
,
Your
warlike
hearts
,
that
shee
may
prove
Those
antick
Stories
true
.
This
being
sung
,
Cupid
having
dispersed
his
darts
amongst
them
,
which
charmes
them
from
designes
of
warre
to
inclinations
of
love
,
they
all
retire
.
The
Scene
wholly
changing
,
there
appeares
a
square
Piazza
,
resembling
that
of
Venice
,
and
't
is
compos'd
Pallaces
,
and
lesser
Fabricks
,
with
Courtizans
looking
out
of
windows
,
and
Balconees
,
fantastically
adorn'd
,
some
in
Italian
,
others
in
a
Turkish
dresse
,
and
this
prospect
,
prepares
the
second
Anti-masque
,
who
strait
are
discovered
walking
in
the
Piazza
.
The
second
Anti-masque
.
The
first
A
grave
formall
Spanish
Lover
,
who
addressing
himselfe
to
some
Courtizan
,
in
a
Balconee
,
salutes
her
often
with
congies
tedious
and
low
.
The
second
A
jealous
Italian
Lover
,
who
fixing
his
eyes
on
another
Mistresse
at
her
window
,
dinotes
the
vexation
of
his
humour
,
by
desperate
sighes
,
beating
on
his
breast
,
and
sometimes
a
melancholly
posture
,
standing
with
his
Armes
wreath'd
.
The
third
.
A
giddy
Fantasticke
French
Lover
,
who
being
likewise
addressed
to
some
beauty
,
gazing
at
her
windore
,
his
humour
is
discern'd
by
strange
ridiculous
cringes
,
and
frisks
in
his
salutes
,
with
which
hee
seemes
to
invite
her
acquaintance
:
having
divers
notes
of
Levitie
in
his
habit
,
and
wearing
his
Mistresse
Fanne
ty'd
with
a
Ribband
in
his
eare
.
The
Fourth
A
dull
Dutch
Lover
,
personating
some
Yonker
of
Vtrecht
,
who
gazing
upwards
too
,
doth
often
apply
his
Handkerchiefe
to
his
eyes
,
as
if
the
griefe
of
his
dispaire
did
make
him
weepe
.
The
Fifth
A
furious
debaush'd
English
Lover
,
who
in
his
habit
striving
to
imitate
his
Neighbour
(
the
Monsier
)
still
outdoes
his
vanitie
,
which
his
accoutrement
doth
severally
expresse
,
and
he
hangs
in
the
right
eare
his
Mistresses
Muffe
,
in
the
left
her
Shooe
with
a
Chapeen
.
He
is
not
fix'd
to
one
Balconee
,
but
directs
himselfe
to
all
,
offers
to
draw
his
Sword
,
and
seemes
to
threaten
with
his
fist
,
as
he
would
rather
breake
their
windowes
,
then
desire
them
opned
,
that
hee
might
gaine
a
looke
from
his
Lady
.
These
severall
humors
being
a
while
artificially
expressed
,
they
descend
,
and
dance
their
second
entry
,
and
retire
.
The
Scene
wholly
changing
againe
:
There
was
observ'd
in
a
Grove
of
Cypresse
intermingled
with
Mirtle
Trees
,
the
Temple
of
Venus
,
being
an
eight
square
of
the
Corinthian
order
:
within
the
Temple
her
Satue
of
Siluer
,
standing
in
an
Neech
,
with
Cupid
by
her
,
to
whom
she
seemes
to
deliver
an
Arrow
;
the
Pilasters
,
and
Ornaments
were
heightned
with
Siluer
.
From
this
Temple
the
Priests
of
Venus
are
discern'd
to
come
in
loose
white
Robes
,
their
heads
adorn'd
with
Coronets
of
Flowres
,
and
playing
on
their
Instruments
,
they
descend
and
sing
this
.
(
1
)
Vnarme
,
unarme
!
no
more
your
fights
Must
cause
the
virgins
teares
,
But
such
as
in
the
silent
nights
,
Spring
rather
from
their
feares
,
(
2
)
Such
diff'rence
as
when
Doves
do
bill
,
Must
now
be
all
your
strife
:
For
all
the
blood
that
you
shall
spill
,
Will
usher
in
a
life
.
(
3
)
And
when
your
Ladies
falsly
coy
Shall
timerous
appeare
,
Believe
,
they
then
would
faine
enjoy
What
they
pretend
to
feare
.
(
4
)
Breath
then
each
others
breath
,
and
kisse
Your
soules
to
union
:
And
whilst
they
shall
injoy
this
blisse
,
Your
bodies
too
,
are
one
.
(
5
)
Too
morrow
will
the
hasty
Sun
Be
fear'd
more
of
each
Lover
,
For
hindring
to
repeat
what
's
done
,
Than
what
it
may
discover
.
The
Priests
of
Venus
retire
,
and
the
Masquers
appeare
in
the
Scene
,
their
vests
altered
to
a
more
soft
and
Courtly
change
;
with
severall
adornements
,
that
might
present
them
to
every
understanding
for
a
Troope
of
noble
Lovers
.
Their
second
entry
being
daunc'd
,
they
retire
into
the
Temple
.
The
Scene
wholly
changing
,
strait
was
perceiv'd
in
a
Grove
of
Lawrell
Trees
,
the
Temple
of
Apollo
,
being
round
,
and
transparent
,
of
the
order
of
Composita
,
the
Columnes
and
Ornamants
,
being
heightned
with
gold
,
his
statue
of
gold
standing
in
the
middle
of
the
Temple
,
upon
a
round
Pedestall
:
behind
and
betweene
the
Columnes
did
appeare
a
prospect
of
Landskap
.
The
Priests
of
Apollo
approach
from
severall
parts
of
the
Temple
,
cloath'd
in
Carnation
Robes
,
with
wreathes
of
Laurell
on
their
heads
,
they
sing
this
when
they
descend
.
(
1
)
Make
roome
for
our
God
too
,
make
roome
,
For
now
surpriz'd
,
and
ravish'd
with
delight
,
Apollo
is
from
Delphos
come
,
T'
inspire
,
and
breath
himself
in
every
Knight
.
(
2
)
His
God-head
is
inclin'd
to
prove
How
justly
proud
,
and
happy
you
will
be
,
When
with
the
powers
of
War
and
Love
,
Hee
shall
unite
his
wiser
Deity
.
(
3
)
Then
still
,
as
if
not
made
of
Earth
,
Expresse
your
thankfuluesse
in
active
pleasure
.
Whilst
you
designe
your
hearts
to
Mirth
,
Your
eares
to
numbers
,
&
your
feet
to
measure
.
This
ended
,
the
Priests
of
Apollo
retire
to
make
way
for
a
new
discovery
of
certaine
persons
in
the
Scene
,
which
seeme
halfe
hidden
behind
the
Trees
:
Then
invite
them
to
descend
by
singing
this
.
(
1
)
Behold
,
how
this
conjunction
thrives
!
His
radiant
beames
Apollo
strives
So
much
to
strengthen
and
increase
,
As
growth
and
verdure
nere
should
cease
.
(
2
)
Come
you
industrious
slaves
of
plenty
,
bring
All
that
is
hop'd
for
in
an
Eastern
Spring
:
Or
all
that
Autumne
yields
,
when
she
doth
pay
Those
promis'd
hopes
where
't
is
perpetuall
day
.
(
3
)
Come
strew
this
ground
(
delay
us
not
with
slowth
)
Strew
till
we
walke
on
sweet
Cecillian
Flowres
,
To
prove
how
Seeds
have
hastned
in
their
growth
,
Drop
Indian
fruits
,
as
thick
as
Aprill
showres
.
Now
descending
from
the
Scene
,
appeares
twelve
men
,
wildly
habited
,
Wastcotes
of
flesh
color
made
them
shew
naked
to
the
middle
,
their
heads
cover'd
with
greene
leaves
,
their
wastes
girt
with
the
like
,
and
a
greene
Basis
fring'd
,
reach'd
to
their
knees
,
which
did
declare
them
Labourers
on
a
Fruitfull
Soyle
;
and
what
they
carryed
did
demonstrate
a
Fruitfull
Season
.
For
moving
downe
in
order
towards
the
State
,
each
supported
in
his
Armes
,
a
small
square
frame
,
the
wood
hidden
with
greene
Boughes
,
and
on
that
bore
a
Charger
full
of
precious
fruits
,
and
cover'd
with
blossom'd
twigs
and
flowers
:
Which
being
fix'd
neere
to
the
State
,
were
so
joyn'd
together
,
that
there
was
straight
discovered
a
Table
richly
furnish'd
with
a
Banquet
,
that
look'd
as
it
were
hidden
in
a
Grove
:
And
whilst
the
Princes
accepted
of
this
entertainment
,
the
Priests
belonging
to
the
three
severall
Deities
sung
this
.
The
song
of
Valediction
,
after
the
Banquet
.
Priests
of
Mars
.
The
furious
Steed
,
the
Phyph
and
Drum
Invite
you
still
to
Triumphs
of
the
War
,
Till
you
as
glorious
shall
become
On
Earth
as
Mars
,
in
Heaven
as
bright
a
Star
.
Priests
of
Venus
.
The
Balmes
rich
swet
,
the
Myrrhs
sweet
teares
Perfume
your
breath
when
you
would
Passion
move
:
And
may
her
heart
,
that
you
indeeres
,
the
center
be
,
her
Eye
the
sphaere
of
Love
!
Priests
of
Apollo
.
And
may
your
Language
be
of
force
To
body
winds
,
and
animate
the
Trees
,
So
full
of
wonder
your
discourse
,
Till
all
your
guesses
shall
be
Prophecies
.
Chorus
of
all
.
May
our
three
Gods
so
long
conjoyne
,
To
raise
your
soule
,
and
rarefie
your
sense
,
Till
you
are
render'd
so
Divine
,
'T
will
be
no
Sin
t'
implore
your
Influence
.
Thus
,
as
all
Pleasures
and
Triumphs
are
full
of
haste
,
and
aptest
to
decay
,
this
had
an
end
;
yet
may
I
've
mention'd
a
while
,
if
the
envie
of
such
as
were
absent
do
not
rebuke
the
courteous
memory
of
those
who
vouchsaf'd
to
enjoy
it
.
The
Masquers
Names
,
According
as
they
were
rank'd
by
their
Antiquity
,
in
that
Noble
Society
.
-
Tho:
Maunsell
.
-
Will
:
Morgan
.
-
Will
:
Wheeler
.
-
Mich:
Hutchenson
.
-
Laur
:
Hyde
.
-
Tho:
Bourke
.
-
Edw:
Smyth
.
-
Edw:
Turnor
.
-
Tho:
Way
.
-
Tho:
Trenchard
.
-
Geo
:
Probert
.
Those
in
the
first
Anti-masque
.
-
Phillip
Morgan
.
-
Iohn
Freman
.
-
Iohn
Bramston
.
-
Ed:
Smyth
.
-
Clement
Spillman
.
-
Iohn
Norden
.
-
Will
:
Lysle
.
Those
in
the
second
Anti-masque
.
-
Iohn
Stepkin
.
-
Charles
Adderly
.
-
Iohn
Ratcliffe
.
-
Rich:
May.
-
Giles
Hungerford
.
The
Musick
of
the
Songs
and
Symphanies
were
excellently
compos'd
by
Mr.
Henry
,
and
Mr.
William
Laws
,
his
Majesties
Servants
.
FINIS
.