Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.
MY Lord! So oft alone, pulls downe the heart To thoughts, and courses far vnmeet for it. Princes must show themselues in open sight; Men ioy in them that doe in men delight. Triumphs of common peace, sacrifice, thanks, praise, Prepared are, To solemnize this vniuersall ioy, Wherein your selfe the greatest part enioy. If change were currant in Eternity, As here amongst vs in this mortall spheare, Passion might hope for counterpassion there. My brothers doome decreed was from aboue: Truth varies not: Gods pleasure constant is: Time present shewes not all that is amisse. Ioy opens mindes, and enuy shuts them in: God, by your brothers life, adiournes our sinne. When God speaks vnto men, and they expound, Truth easily scapes, all threatned woes seeme light; Misprision euer giues misfortune might: For power is proud till it looke downe to feare, Though only safe, by euer looking there. Besides; if fates be past, what meanes this starre, Whose glorious taile threatens vnglorious dayes, Feare vnto Kings, and to the State a warre? What meane these bloody showers? These darkned rayes Of Sunne, and Moone, which still eclipsed are? Are all signes chance? For if the starres can worke, These signes that threaten proue their bodies lurke. What added is in honor to the Crowne, Or what increase of Empire to the King; That exiles are call'd home to put me downe? Strange innouation some increase should bring. Kings fondly else tempt God, and trust to chance, Where change, and hazard nothing doe aduance. Your brothers fault was only Princes feare; One ill example hurts to many were. Gods law it was, wherby he was depriu'd; My elder brothers right, was but the law. Change in Estates is like vnto a steepe, Which, but it selfe, can nothing constant keepe. It is no chance to giue the elder place. The wounds are new that present right deface. The second borne are not borne to the Crowne. Hope, which our God sets vp, dare man pull downe? Alaham! Our Gods decree did not exile Thy brother: It was heauenly mystery, Which faction construed to impiety. When I return'd, I saw foundations layd In Princes faults, for Basshas tyrannie; Who keeping both the Princes heyres aliue, The one exil'd, the other enuious, Would make each plague to other; both, to vs. I wrought, and ouercame the Princes hate, Restor'd his sonne, and in his sonne the State. And wast thou then call'd into grace by me, To be the meane that I should ruin'd be? No Mahomet: That Labyrinth thy heart, Artisan of craft, great Empire of deceipt, The plague of all inferiors, and the bait; In Princes frailty shall not drowne this State. Sense and thy wrongs alike be generall; A Princes power cannot protect them all. When flattery giues scope to tyrannize, Extremes then from extremities doe rise. The giddy head that sees with daz'led sight, Imagines all the world to turne about: And rage, which to your selfe makes you seeme great, Is lesse to me, than if you did entreat.
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MY Lord! So oft alone, pulls downe the heart To thoughts, and courses far vnmeet for it. Princes must show themselues in open sight; Men ioy in them that doe in men delight. Triumphs of common peace, sacrifice, thanks, praise, Prepared are, To solemnize this vniuersall ioy, Wherein your selfe the greatest part enioy. If change were currant in Eternity, As here amongst vs in this mortall spheare, Passion might hope for counterpassion there. My brothers doome decreed was from aboue: Truth varies not: Gods pleasure constant is: Time present shewes not all that is amisse. Ioy opens mindes, and enuy shuts them in: God, by your brothers life, adiournes our sinne. When God speaks vnto men, and they expound, Truth easily scapes, all threatned woes seeme light; Misprision euer giues misfortune might: For power is proud till it looke downe to feare, Though only safe, by euer looking there. Besides; if fates be past, what meanes this starre, Whose glorious taile threatens vnglorious dayes, Feare vnto Kings, and to the State a warre? What meane these bloody showers? These darkned rayes Of Sunne, and Moone, which still eclipsed are? Are all signes chance? For if the starres can worke, These signes that threaten proue their bodies lurke. What added is in honor to the Crowne, Or what increase of Empire to the King; That exiles are call'd home to put me downe? Strange innouation some increase should bring. Kings fondly else tempt God, and trust to chance, Where change, and hazard nothing doe aduance. Your brothers fault was only Princes feare; One ill example hurts to many were. Gods law it was, wherby he was depriu'd; My elder brothers right, was but the law. Change in Estates is like vnto a steepe, Which, but it selfe, can nothing constant keepe. It is no chance to giue the elder place. The wounds are new that present right deface. The second borne are not borne to the Crowne. Hope, which our God sets vp, dare man pull downe? Alaham! Our Gods decree did not exile Thy brother: It was heauenly mystery, Which faction construed to impiety. When I return'd, I saw foundations layd In Princes faults, for Basshas tyrannie; Who keeping both the Princes heyres aliue, The one exil'd, the other enuious, Would make each plague to other; both, to vs. I wrought, and ouercame the Princes hate, Restor'd his sonne, and in his sonne the State. And wast thou then call'd into grace by me, To be the meane that I should ruin'd be? No Mahomet: That Labyrinth thy heart, Artisan of craft, great Empire of deceipt, The plague of all inferiors, and the bait; In Princes frailty shall not drowne this State. Sense and thy wrongs alike be generall; A Princes power cannot protect them all. When flattery giues scope to tyrannize, Extremes then from extremities doe rise. The giddy head that sees with daz'led sight, Imagines all the world to turne about: And rage, which to your selfe makes you seeme great, Is lesse to me, than if you did entreat.