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Fol. I sweat like a pamper’d jade of Asia,' and drop like a cob-nut out of Africa
Enter a Forester. Fores. Back! whither go you? [Fol.] Oyes! this way.
Fores. None must pass : Here's kept no open court; our queen this day Rides forth a-hunting, and the air being hot, She will not have rude throngs so stifle her. Back!
SCENE III.—The Court of SUMMER.
Enter SUMMER and DELIGHT.
Sum. And did break her heart then?
dear mother-nurse, the
Del. The Graces sat
3 I sweat like a pamper'd jade of Asia, &c.] This bombast is from Marlow, and has run the gauntlet through every dramatic writer, from Shakspeare to Ford. The cobnut of Africa is less fami
liar to us ; literally, it means a large nut; but I know of no fruit. ' with that specific name.
(They call her Humour, and her parasite Folly) He cast the sweet Spring off, and turn'd us from
Yet his celestial kinsman, for young Raybright
hours In care for him.
The Sun appears above. Sum. Obey your charge!-Oh, thou builder
Sun. Rise! [she rises.] Is Raybright come yet?
And lavish thou thy treasure.
Plen. Our princely cousin Raybright, your Darling, and the world's delight,
Sun. Who with him?
Plen. A goddess in a woman, Attended by a prating saucy fellow, Callid Folly.
Sun. They'll confound himBut he shall run [his course;] go and receive him.
[Exit PLENTY. Sum. Your sparkling eyes, and his arrival,
draws Heaps of admirers ; earth itself will sweat To bear our weights. Vouchsafe, bright power,
Sun. I will : ho, Æolus !
Eol. (Within.) I will.
[Hoboys.—The Sun takes his seat above. Enter RAYBRIGHT, Humour, PLENTY, FOLLY,
Country-fellows, and Wenches.
Haymakers, rakers, reapers, and mowers,
Wait on your Summer-queen ;
Sing, dance, and play,
The Sun does bravely shine
Rich as a pearl
Comes every girl,
Come to behold our sports :
These and we
With country glee,
Their bleating dams, 'Mongst kids shall trip it round; For joy thus our wenches we follow. Wind, jolly huntsmen, your neat bugles shrilly,
Hounds make a lusty cry; Spring up, you falconers, the partridges freely, Then let your brave hawks fly,
Over ridge, over plain,
So ho ho! through the skies
How the proud bird flies, And sousing kills with å grace! Now the deer falls ; hark ! how they ring
[The Sun by degrees is clouded.
Sum. Leave off; the Sun is angry, and has drawn A cloud before his face.
Del. He is vex'd to see That proud star shine (so]near you,' at whose rising The Spring fell sick and died; think what I told you, His coyness will kill
Ray. Ha, lady!
rays You boast your great name; for that name I hate
Hold you by the hand again.
. Sum. You have free leave To thrust your arm into our treasury, As deep as I myself: Plenty shall wait Still at your elbow; all my sports are yours, Attendants yours, my state and glory's yours: But these shall be as sunbeams from a glass Reflected on you, not to give you heat; To doat on a smooth face, my spirit's too great.
[Flourish.- Exit, followed by Plen. and Del.
4 Del. He is vex'd to see
That proud star shine so near you.] The quarto gives this speech to Humour ; but she is evidently the proud star to whom it refers. It must stand as it is now regulated.