Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.
Chance now congratulates. This is indeed A Princely worke, and fashions nature new, To sacrifice the liuing to the dead; And with reuenge be to a Kingdome led. My father, brother, sister, and my King; All slaine for me? Obedience! Duty! Loue! Your followers to such height when do you bring. Now Hala's Present, this Triumphant Robe Shewes all Estates, things reall, humors, lawes, Yea Wiues themselues owe homage vnto might. Iustice in Kings cannot be definite. Hala, who stroue, by strength of wit, and passion, To change, inforce, deceiue, or vndermine Me, as a Man; yet to a Princes place Humbles her pride, and striues to purchase grace. When I ordain'd this maske, and first decreed A specious death for Prince, and Parent too; I felt once tendernesse, that euill weed, Which some call Dutie; others, Natures Lawes. Should I haue lost a Crowne for such applause? No, No: Each State peculiar wisdomes hath, The way of Princes is to hide their mindes: For else each slaue will suddenly descrie Our inward passions, which they trafficke by. Remisnesse did in me no sooner moue, And only by a pawse it felfe expresse; But straightway they diuin'd remorse, or loue; And instantly drew arguments from both, As if distraction to resolue were loth. But, like a Sultan, mixing power with art; When I made good my will, and only said; Sirs, doe your charge. This intermittent passion Is but the print of naturall affection; The seat of Iustice is aboue compassion: Straight, as if Furies breath had fild these bladders, With cruell hearts their charge they vndertooke; And euer after made my will their booke. Who gouerne men, if they will stay aboue, Must see, and scorne the downfalls of selfe-loue. Nay, marke againe what glory Order yeelds, Where euery spirit is fitted to his roome. Did not distresse these weake Ghosts well become? At which fine playes of Chance, and intercession, Did I relent? Or had I any sense, But in the glories of Omnipotence? These Scepter-mysteries Kings must obserue, Or not be Kings. Are priuate vertues such? " Want great Estates no other strengths but those, Which make them, for good words, good fortune lose? As Dogges their kennels, these their graues did frame: 'Twas crafty power that gaue such lawes to fame. Away they went, rich in selfe-pitties smoke, No hope of praise, but by their forme of death; Nor of reuenge, but in the Peoples breath. While I ascending roame to looke about, And in the strength of confidence, and power, Behold the vnprosperities of doubt. But harke! What mournfull harmonie is this? In dole my Triumphs are. What sounds are these; Change! is thy nature both to grieue, and please? Confused Echo's! whither doe you flye? Or whence proceed? From grudge? or from applause? Except my will, craues Mankinde any lawes? Solemnity inferres the worke is ended: Yet heare I noyse that showes vnquiet motion; As from their ashes some new worke intended.
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Chance now congratulates. This is indeed A Princely worke, and fashions nature new, To sacrifice the liuing to the dead; And with reuenge be to a Kingdome led. My father, brother, sister, and my King; All slaine for me? Obedience! Duty! Loue! Your followers to such height when do you bring. Now Hala's Present, this Triumphant Robe Shewes all Estates, things reall, humors, lawes, Yea Wiues themselues owe homage vnto might. Iustice in Kings cannot be definite. Hala, who stroue, by strength of wit, and passion, To change, inforce, deceiue, or vndermine Me, as a Man; yet to a Princes place Humbles her pride, and striues to purchase grace. When I ordain'd this maske, and first decreed A specious death for Prince, and Parent too; I felt once tendernesse, that euill weed, Which some call Dutie; others, Natures Lawes. Should I haue lost a Crowne for such applause? No, No: Each State peculiar wisdomes hath, The way of Princes is to hide their mindes: For else each slaue will suddenly descrie Our inward passions, which they trafficke by. Remisnesse did in me no sooner moue, And only by a pawse it felfe expresse; But straightway they diuin'd remorse, or loue; And instantly drew arguments from both, As if distraction to resolue were loth. But, like a Sultan, mixing power with art; When I made good my will, and only said; Sirs, doe your charge. This intermittent passion Is but the print of naturall affection; The seat of Iustice is aboue compassion: Straight, as if Furies breath had fild these bladders, With cruell hearts their charge they vndertooke; And euer after made my will their booke. Who gouerne men, if they will stay aboue, Must see, and scorne the downfalls of selfe-loue. Nay, marke againe what glory Order yeelds, Where euery spirit is fitted to his roome. Did not distresse these weake Ghosts well become? At which fine playes of Chance, and intercession, Did I relent? Or had I any sense, But in the glories of Omnipotence? These Scepter-mysteries Kings must obserue, Or not be Kings. Are priuate vertues such? " Want great Estates no other strengths but those, " Which make them, for good words, good fortune lose? As Dogges their kennels, these their graues did frame: 'Twas crafty power that gaue such lawes to fame. Away they went, rich in selfe-pitties smoke, No hope of praise, but by their forme of death; Nor of reuenge, but in the Peoples breath. While I ascending roame to looke about, And in the strength of confidence, and power, Behold the vnprosperities of doubt. But harke! What mournfull harmonie is this? In dole my Triumphs are. What sounds are these; Change! is thy nature both to grieue, and please? Confused Echo's! whither doe you flye? Or whence proceed? From grudge? or from applause? Except my will, craues Mankinde any lawes? Solemnity inferres the worke is ended: Yet heare I noyse that showes vnquiet motion; As from their ashes some new worke intended.