Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.
Haue I not done amisse? Am I not ill, That ruin'd haue a Kings authority? And not one King alone; since Princes all Feele part of those scornes, wherby one doth fall. Treason against me cannot treason be: All lawes haue lost authority in me. " The lawes of power chain'd to mens humors be. The good haue conscience; the ill (like instruments) " Are, in the hands of wise authority, Moued, diuided, vsed, or layd downe; " Still, with desire, kept subiect to a Crowne. Stirre vp all States, all spirits: hope, and feare; Wrong, and reuenge, are currant euery where. Put downe my sonne: For that must be the way; A fathers shame, a Princes Tyrannie: The Scepter euer shall misiudged be. Let them feare rumor that doe worke amisse; Blood, torments, death, horrors of Cruelty, Haue time, and place. Looke through these skinnes of feare, Which still perswade the better side to beare. And since thy sonne thus trayterously conspires, Let him not prey on all thy race, and thee: Keepe ill example from posterity. Danger is come: and must I now vnarme? And let in hope to weaken resolution? Passion! be thou my Legacie, and Will; To thee I giue my life, Crowne, reputation; My pompes to clouds; and (as forlorne with men) My strength to women; hoping this alone, Though fear'd, sought, and a King, to liue vnknowne. Celica! all these to thee: doe thou bestow This liuing darknesse, wherein I doe goe. My soule now ioyes. Doing breathes horrour out. Absence must be our first sleppe: Let vs fly: A pawse in rage makes Alaham to doubt; Which doubt may stirre in people hope, and feare, With loue, or hate, to seeke you euery where. For Princes liues are fortunes miserie; " As dainty sparks, which till men dead doe know, To kindle for himselfe each man doth blow. But harke! What's this? Malice doth neuer sleepe: I heare the Spies of power drawing neere. Sir! follow me: Misfortunes worst is come; Her strength is change; and change yeelds better doome. Choice now is past. Hard by there is a pile Built, vnder colour of a sacrifice; If God doe grant, it is a place to saue; If God denies, it is a ready graue. Where am I now? All things are silent here. What shall I doe? Goe on from place, to place, Not knowing what to trust, or whom to feare? Yet what should I not feare, that liue to know Rights, Kingdomes, parents, all, my ouerthrow? Are these the specious hopes of Princes heires; Is Right still subIect to aspiring wit? Haue they that stand by Princes, more despaires, Than they that doe supplant annoynted heires! Is expectation nothing else in me, But woes fore-runner, to make deepe impression, By these surprises, of aduersity? Are these the glorious triumphs of this day? Absent, in presence; banisht, in recalling; A Throne, a tombe; a Prince become a prey.
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Haue I not done amisse? Am I not ill, That ruin'd haue a Kings authority? And not one King alone; since Princes all Feele part of those scornes, wherby one doth fall. Treason against me cannot treason be: All lawes haue lost authority in me. " The lawes of power chain'd to mens humors be. " The good haue conscience; the ill (like instruments) " Are, in the hands of wise authority, " Moued, diuided, vsed, or layd downe; " Still, with desire, kept subiect to a Crowne. " Stirre vp all States, all spirits: hope, and feare; Wrong, and reuenge, are currant euery where. Put downe my sonne: For that must be the way; A fathers shame, a Princes Tyrannie: The Scepter euer shall misiudged be. Let them feare rumor that doe worke amisse; Blood, torments, death, horrors of Cruelty, Haue time, and place. Looke through these skinnes of feare, Which still perswade the better side to beare. And since thy sonne thus trayterously conspires, Let him not prey on all thy race, and thee: Keepe ill example from posterity. Danger is come: and must I now vnarme? And let in hope to weaken resolution? Passion! be thou my Legacie, and Will; To thee I giue my life, Crowne, reputation; My pompes to clouds; and (as forlorne with men) My strength to women; hoping this alone, Though fear'd, sought, and a King, to liue vnknowne. Celica! all these to thee: doe thou bestow This liuing darknesse, wherein I doe goe. My soule now ioyes. Doing breathes horrour out. Absence must be our first sleppe: Let vs fly: A pawse in rage makes Alaham to doubt; Which doubt may stirre in people hope, and feare, With loue, or hate, to seeke you euery where. For Princes liues are fortunes miserie; " As dainty sparks, which till men dead doe know, " To kindle for himselfe each man doth blow. But harke! What's this? Malice doth neuer sleepe: I heare the Spies of power drawing neere. Sir! follow me: Misfortunes worst is come; Her strength is change; and change yeelds better doome. Choice now is past. Hard by there is a pile Built, vnder colour of a sacrifice; If God doe grant, it is a place to saue; If God denies, it is a ready graue. Where am I now? All things are silent here. What shall I doe? Goe on from place, to place, Not knowing what to trust, or whom to feare? Yet what should I not feare, that liue to know Rights, Kingdomes, parents, all, my ouerthrow? Are these the specious hopes of Princes heires; Is Right still subIect to aspiring wit? Haue they that stand by Princes, more despaires, Than they that doe supplant annoynted heires! Is expectation nothing else in me, But woes fore-runner, to make deepe impression, By these surprises, of aduersity? Are these the glorious triumphs of this day? Absent, in presence; banisht, in recalling; A Throne, a tombe; a Prince become a prey.