Prologue to the reviv'd alchemist This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A55997 of text R218351 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P3661). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 3 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A55997 Wing P3661 ESTC R218351 99829954 99829954 34401 2240868026

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A55997) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 34401) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2014:14) Prologue to the reviv'd alchemist 1 sheet ([1] p.) s.n., [London : 1660] Imprint from Wing. Verse - The alchemist; fire breeding gold, our theme: . Reproduction of the original at the Worchester College Library, Oxford. eng Alchemy -- Early works to 1800. eebo Prologue to the reviv'd alchemist. [no entry] 1660 1 433 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-09 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-11 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-02 Sampled and proofread 2009-02 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
PROLOGUE TO THE REVIV'D ALCHEMIST . THE Alchemist ; Fire , breeding Gold , our Theme : Here must no Melancholie be , nor Flegm . Young Ben , not Old , writ this , when in his Prime , Solid in Judgment , and in Wit sublime . The Sisters , who at Thespian Springs their Blood Cool with fresh Streams , All , in a Merry Mood , Their wat'ry Cups , and Pittances declin'd , At Bread-street's Mer-maid with our Poët din'd : Where , what they Drank , or who plaid most the Rig , Fame modestly conceals : but He grew big Of this pris'd Issue ; when a Jovial Maid , His Brows besprinkling with Canarie , said . Pregnant by Us , produce no Mortal Birth ; Thy active Soul , quitting the sordid Earth , Shall mongst Heav'ns glitt'ring Hieroglyphicks trade , And Pegasus , our winged Sumpter , jade , Who from Parnassus never brought to Greece , Nor Romane Stage , so rare a Master-piece . This Story , true or false , may well be spar'd ; The Actors are in question , not the Bard : How they shall humour their oft-varied Parts , To get your Money , Company , and Hearts , Since all Tradition , and like Helps are lost . Reading our Bill new pasted on the Post , Grave Stagers both , one , to the other said , The ALCHEMIST ? What! are the Fellows mad ? Who shall Doll Common Act ? Their tender Tibs Have neither Lungs , nor Confidence , nor Ribs . Who Face , and Subtle ? Parts , all Air , and Fire : They , whom the Authour did Himself inspire , Taught , Line by Line , each Tittle , Accent , Word , Ne're reach'd His Height ; all after , more absurd , Shadows of fainter Shadows , wheresoe're A Fox he pencil'd , copied out a Bear . Encouragement for young Beginners small : Yet howsoe're we 'll venture ; have at All. Bold Ignorance ( they say ) falls seldome short In Camp , the Countrey , City , or the Court. Arm'd with the Influence of your fair Aspects , Our Selves we 'll conquer , and our own Defects . A thousand Eyes dart raies into our Hearts , Would make Stones speak , and Stocks play well their Parts : Some few Malignant Beams we need not fear , Where shines such Glory in so bright a Sphere .