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Poet. Behold the palace of Oceanus !
Hail, reverend structure! boast no more to us
Thy being able all the gods to feast;
We've seen enough; our Albion was thy guest.

Then follows the MAIN DANCE.

After which, the second prospect of the sea is shown, to the former music.

Poet. Now turn and view the wonders of the deep, Where Proteus' herds, and Neptune's orcs do keep, Where all is plough'd, yet still the pasture's green, The ways are found, and yet no paths are seen.

There PROTEUS, PORTUNUS, SARON, go up to the
Ladies with this SONG.

Pro.

Sar.

Por.

Pro.

Sar.

Come, noble nymphs, and do not hide
The joys for which you so provide.
If not to mingle with the men,
What do you here? go home agen.
Your dressings do confess,
By what we see so curious parts
Of Pallas' and Arachne's arts,

That you could mean no less.
Why do you wear the silk-worm's toils,
Or glory in the shell-fish' spoils,
Or strive to shew the grains of ore,
That you have gather'd on the shore,
Whereof to make a stock

To graft the greener emerald on,
Or any better-water'd stone?

Or ruby of the rock?

Pro. Why do you smell of amber-grise,
Of which was formed Neptune's niece,
The queen of Love; unless you can,
Like sea-born Venus, love a man?

Sar.
Cho.

Try, put yourselves unto't.

Your looks, your smiles, and thoughts that meet,
Ambrosian hands, and silver feet,
Do promise you will do't.

The REVELS follow.

Which ended, the fleet is discovered, while the three cornets play.

Poet. 'Tis time, your eyes should be refresh'd at length

With something new, a part of Neptune's strength See yond' his fleet, ready to go or come,

Or fetch the riches of the ocean home,

So to secure him, both in peace and wars,
Till not one ship alone, but all be stars.

[A shout within.

Re-enter the Cook, followed by a number of Sailors.

Cook. I've another service for you, brother Poet; a dish of pickled sailors, fine salt sea-boys, shall relish like anchovies, or caveare, to draw down a cup of nectar, in the skirts of a night.

Sail. Come away, boys, the town is ours; hey for Neptune, and our young master!

Poet. He knows the compass, and the card,
While Castor sits on the main yard,
And Pollux too, to help your hales;
And bright Leucothoë fills your
Arion sings, the dolphins swim,
And all the way, to gaze on him.

sails :

The ANTIMASQUE of Sailors.

Then the last Song to the whole music, five lutes, three cornets, and ten voices.

SONG.

Por.

Pro. Although we wish the triumph still might last
For such a prince, and his discovery past;
Yet now, great lord of waters, and of isles,
Give Proteus leave to turn unto his wiles.
And, whilst young Albion doth thy labours ease,
Dispatch Portunus to thy ports.
And Saron to thy seas:
To meet old Nereus, with his fifty girls,
From aged Indus laden home with pearls,
And Orient gums, to burn unto thy name.

Sar.

Grand Cho. And may thy subjects' hearts be all on flame,

Whilst thou dost keep the earth in firm estate,
And 'mongst the winds, dost suffer no debate,
But both at sea, and land, our powers increase,
With health and all the golden gifts of peace.

The last DANCE.

WITH WHICH THE WHOLE ENDED.

PAN'S ANNIVERSARY:

OR THE

SHEPHERD'S HOLYDAY.

AS IT WAS PRESENTED AT COURT BEFORE

KING JAMES, 1625.

THE INVENTORS, INIGO JONES; BEN JONSON.

PAN'S ANNIVERSARY, &c.] This Masque, which was probably presented on New Year's day, was the last that James witnessed, as he died on the twenty-seventh of March following. It only appears in the fol. 1641, and was printed after Jonson's death.

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