Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 24 (casane, crites, anacreon, ortum, elementis, dextram…). Matches are highlighted.
of Pan. I fear his breath will blast the fair Green, if I dazel not his eyes, that he may not behold it. Thy pipe a Nymph? some hag rather, haunting these shady groves, and desiring not thy love, but the fellowship of such a monster. What God is Pan but the God of beasts, of woods, and hills? excluded from heaven, and in earth
Full speech
PAn wilt thou contend with Apollo, who tunes the heavens, and makes them all hang by har money? Orpheus that caused trees to move with the sweetness of his harp, offereth yearly homage to my lute: so does Arion, that brought Dolphins to his sum gred notes; and Amphion, that by music reared the walls of Thebes. Only Pan with his harsh whistle (which makes beasts shake for fear, not men dance for joy) seeks to compare with Apollo. Does Pan talk of the passion of love? of the passion of divine love? Oh, how that word Daphne wounds Apollo, pronounced by the barbarous mouth of Pan. I fear his breath will blast the fair Green, if I dazel not his eyes, that he may not behold it. Thy pipe a Nymph? some hag rather, haunting these shady groves, and desiring not thy love, but the fellowship of such a monster. What God is Pan but the God of beasts, of woods, and hills? excluded from heaven, and in earth not honoured. Break thy pipe, or with my sweet lute will I break thy heart. Let not love enter into those savage lips, a word for Jove, for Apollo, for the heaven lie gods, whose thoughts are gods, & Gods are all love. Those Nymphs shall decide, unless thy rude speech have made them deaf: as for any other An swear to Pan, take this, that it becomes not Apollo to answer Pan. Pan is all, and all is Pan; thou art Pan and all, all Pan and tinkerly. But to this music, where in all thy shame shall be seen, and all my skill. What is he that talketh? To be a King is next being to a God. Thy for tune is not bade: what is thy folly? And ungrateful partly of a King. But Midas, see king by chance thou art come, or sent by some God of purpose; none can in the earth better judge of Gods, than Kings. Fit down with these Nymphs. I am A pollo, this Pan, both Gods. We contend for sovereign tie in Music. Seeing it happens in earth, we must be judged of those on earth; in which there are none more worthy than Kings and Nymphs. Therefore give ear, that thy judgement err not. Then thus I begin both my song and my play. Hast thou done Pan? Now Nymphs, what say you? But what says Midas? Wretched, unworthy to be a King, thou shalt know what it is to displease Apollo. I will leave thee but the two last letters of they name, to be thy whole name; which if thou canst not guess, touch thine cares, they shall tell thee. And well worthy, when the dulness of and ass is in the ears of a King. Farewell Midas. Then attend Midas. I accept thy submission, and sacrifice, so as yearly at this temple thou offer Sa crifice in submission: withal, take Apollos council, which if thou scorn, thou shalt find thy destiny. I will not speak in riddles, all shall be plain, because thou art dul, but all certain, if thou be obstinate. Weigh not in one balance gold and justice. With one hand wage not war and peace. Let thy head be glad of one Crown. And take care to keep one friend. The friend that thou wouldst make thy foe. The kingdom thou wouldst make the world The hand that thou dost arm with force. The gold that thou dost think a God Shall conquer, fallen, shrink short, be common: With force, with pride, with fear, with traffic. If this thou Like, shake off and Asses ears: If not, for ever shake and Asses ears. Apollo will not reply.
Plot summary
Plot — Midas
Offered anything he wishes by way of reward for entertaining Baéehus) KingiMidas seeks advice. Two of his lords suggest that he request love and empire respectively; the third proposes gold, which can buy both, so Midas asks that everything he touches should turn to gold. The gift proves to be an inconvenience, turning Midas’s food and even his beard to gold. (A BaBE steals the golden beard from the FSyalibarber, but the barber gets his own back by giving him toothache.) Regretting his folly and his imperialistic designs on other nations, Midas seeks a remedy from the oracle, and washes off the golden touch in a nearby river. On the way home, Midas goes hunting in the woods, gets lost, and encounters Ajpoll6 and Pan ‘The two gods are in dispute over which is the best musician; Midas is asked to judge, and, perversely, chooses Pan. Apollo gives him ass’s ears in reprisal, and he becomes reclusive while rumours spread; even the reeds whisper about his ears. Meanwhile his empire begins to disintegrate and he is unable to achieve his overriding objective, the conquest of Lesbos. Finally he seeks a remedy from the oracle of Apollo, and also proclaims that any further talk about his ass’s ears will cost the speaker his own. The pages inveigle Motto the barber into flouting the edict, and thereby force him to return the golden beard. Midas makes his obeisance at Apollo’s oracle, and is ordered to give up his imperial ambitions; in particular, his ears will only get longer if he continues to covet Lesbos. He agrees, and promises to make annual sacrifices at the oracle. The ass’s ears fall off, and the play ends with praise for Apollo.