A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
General
A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 11
English drama
ALB. Spread all the floor with finest Holland sheets,
And over them, fair damask tablecloths;
Above all these draw me chaste virgins' aprons:
The room, the work, and workman must be pure.
TRIN. With virgins' aprons! the whole compass of this city
Cannot afford a dozen. [_Aside._
RON. So: there's shirts
And bands[287] to furnish all on's for a twelvemonth.
ALB. An altar in the midst, loaded with plate
Of silver basins, ewers, cups, [and] candlesticks,
Flagons and beakers; salts, chargers, casting-bottles.[288]
'Twere not amiss to mix some bowls of gold,
So they be massy, the better to resemble
The lovely brotherhood of Sol and Luna:
Also some diamonds for Jupiter.
For by the whiteness and bright sparkling lustres
We allure the intelligence to descend.
RON. Furbo and I are those intelligences
That must attend upon the magistery. [_Aside._
ALB. Now, for the ceremonious sacrifice,
Provide such creatures as the moon delights in:
Two sucking lambs, white as the Alpine snow;
Yet if they have a mole or two, 'twill pass;
The moon herself wants not her spots.
PAN. 'Tis true.
RON. Were they hell-black, we'd make a shift to eat them.
[_Aside._
ALB. White capons, pheasants, pigeons; one little blackbird
Would stain and spoil the work. Get several wines
To quench the holy embers: Rhenish, Greek wine,
White muscadel, sherry, and rich canary,
So't be not grown too yellow; for the quicker,
Brisker and older, the better for these ceremonies:
The more abundance, sooner shall we finish.
For 'tis our rule in suchlike businesses,
Who spares most, spends most. Either this day must do't,
Or th' revolution of five hundred years
Cannot: so fit are all the heavens to help us.
RON. A thousand thanks! thou'lt make a complete cheat.
Thus, loaded with this treasure, cheer'd with wine,
Strengthen'd with meat, we'll carry thee in triumph,
As the great General of our atchievement.
PAN. Sir, for rich plate and jewels I have store;
But know not how to furnish you with hangings.
ALB. Cannot you borrow from the shops? four hours
Shall render all as fair as you receiv'd it.
PAN. That can I easily do.
ALB. And hear you, sir:
If you chance meet with boxes of white comfits,
Marchpane, dry sucket, macaroons, and diet-bread,
'Twill help on well----
RON. To furnish out our banquet.
ALB. I had clean forgot; we must have ambergris,[289]
The greyest can be found, some dozen ounces:
I'll use but half a drachm; but 'tis our fashion
T' offer a little from a greater lump.
PAN. All shall be done with expedition.
ALB. And when your man's transform'd, the chain you promis'd.
PAN. My hand: my deeds shall wait upon my promise.
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