Fisher, Jasper · published 1633 · first performed or written 1625 [c.1611-1633] (Annals) history · at University T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma typicality 0.77 · 465 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
The gods foretold these mischiefs long ago, In Eldells reign, The Earth and Sky were filled With prodigies, strange Sights, and hellish shapes. Sometime two Hosts with fiery lances met, Armour and Horse being heard amid the Clouds: With Streamers red now march these airy Warriors, And then a sable hearse-cloth wraps up all: And bloody drops speckled the grass, as falling From their deep-wounded limbs: Whilst staring Comets shook their flaming hair. Thus all our Wars were acted first on high, And we taught what to look for. Nature tunes stepdame to her brood, and dams Deny their monstrous issue. Saturn joined In dismal league with Mars portends some change. Late in a grove by night, a voice was heard To cry aloud, Take heed, more Trojans come. What may be known or done, we'll search, and help, With all religious care. The King and army do expect as much: That powers divine perfumed with odours sweet, And feasted with the fat of Bulls and Rams; Be pleased to bless their plots. All rites and orisons due, shall be performed. chiefly Night's Empress fourfold Honour craves, Mighty in Heaven, and Hell, in Woods, and Waves. What land, what people, and what answer; Show. We saw a Paradise, whose bosom teems With silver oar: whose Seas are paved with pearl: The Meadows richly spread with Flora's tapestry: The fields even wonder at their harvest loads. In Crystal streams the scaly nations play, Fringed all along with trembling poplar trees: The Sun in Summer loath to leave their sight, Forgets to sleep, and glancing makes no Night. Then for the men, Their statures tall and big, With blue-stained skins, and long black dangling hair Promise a barbarous fierceness. They scarce know, And much less fear our empire's might; but thus Returned defiance: Seeing your Empire's great. why should it not suffice? To covet more and more, is tyrant's usual guise. To lose what Ioue you gave, you'd think it but unjust: You have your answer then: Defend this I'll we must; Which from the world cut of, and free from her first day, Hath Iron more for swords, than Gold for tributes pay. If amity, and like fear, succour to Gaul imparts: Pardon: For this small brook could not divide our hearts. We hope the gods will help, and fortune back our Cause, Who take Arms, but to keep our lives, our Wives, and Laws. As you from Troy, so we; Our pedigree do claim: Why should the branches fight, whenas the root's the same? Despise us not, because the Sea and North us close: Who can no further go, must turn upon their foes. Thus rudely we conclude: Wage war, or change your will: We hope to use a lance, far better than a quill.
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The gods foretold these mischiefes long agoe, In Eldells raigne, The Earth and Sky were fild With prodigies, strange Sights, and hellish shapes. Sometime two Hostes with fiery launces met, Armour and Horse being heard amid the Cloudes: With Streamers red now march these ayrie Warriours, And then a sable hearse-cloath wrappes vp all: And bloody droppes speckled the grasse, as falling From their deepe-wounded limbes: Whilst staring Comets shooke their flaming haire. Thus all our Warres were acted first on high, And we taught what to looke for. Nature tunes step-dame to her brood, and dammes Deny their monstrous issue. Saturne ioyn'd In dismall league with Mars portends some change. Late in a groue by night, a voyce was heard To cry aloud, Take heed, more Troianes come. What may be knowne or done, wee'l search, and helpe, With all religious care. The King and army doe expect as much: That powers diuine perfum'd with odours sweete, And feasted with the fat of Bulles and Rammes; Be pleas'd to blesse their plots. All rites and orizons due, shall be perform'd. Chifely Night's Empresse fourefold Honour craues, Mighty in Heauen, and Hell, in Woods, and Waues. What land, what people, and what answer; Show. We saw a Paradise, whose bosome teemes With siluer oare: whose Seas are pau'd with pearle: The Medowes richly spread with Floraes tapistry: The fields euen wonder at their haruest loades. In Christall streames the scaly nations play, Fring'd all along with trembling poplar trees: The Sun in Summer loath to leaue their sight, Forgets to sleepe, and glauncing makes no Night. Then for the men, Their statures tall and bigge, With blue-stain'd skinnes, and long blacke dangling haire Promise a barbarous fiercenesse. They scarce know, And much lesse feare our Empires might; but thus Return'd defiance: Seeing your Empire's great. why should it not suffice? To couet more and more, is Tyrants vsuall guize. To loose what Ioue you gaue, you'de thinke it but vniust: You haue your answer then: Defend this Ile we must; Which from the world cut of, and free from her first day, Hath Iron more for swords, than Gold for tributes pay. If amity, and like feare, succour to Gaule impartes: Pardon: For this small brooke could not deuide our hearts. We hope the gods will helpe, and fortune backe our Cause, Who take Armes, but to keepe our liues, our Wiues, and Lawes. As you from Troy, so we; Our pettigree do claime: Why should the branches fight, when as the roote's the same? Despise vs not, because the Sea and North vs cloze▪ Who can no further goe, must turne upon their foes. Thus rudely we conclude: Wage warre, or change your will: We hope to vse a launce, far better than a quill.