Nabbes, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1635 (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi · 497 words
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I thought the same of Hannibal. And findst it. 'tis only thy conspiracy with Syphax; Who makes his Court a privilege for that Fame will proclaim with blushes. Why this uproar? Syphax thouart treacherous. To Rome and Scipio. To Hannibal and Carthage. Now observe How he will calm the tempest. What to answer From sudden doubts you both possess me with, I cannot easily resolve. A jealousy Is sometimes strengthened by th'excuse should kill it. Yet if your confidence will give credit to A king's religious oath, by all that makes The sacred difference in me I am free From thought of ill to either. Your arrivals Were unexpected; and if either's danger Be smothered in intent, you brought it with you: Which I'll prevent, if all Numidia's strength Can do it. Think not me perfidious, For then I'll doubt you: since self evils are Most commonly the parents of suspicion. But for your own mistrusts, y'are safer here Than in your own camps, guarded with a maze Of your best soldiers. 'Tis a satisfaction. I bless th' occasion makes us meet: my longings Were violent to see thee Scipio. Mine more to see thee Hannibal; but rather Armed in the field, prepared for an encounter, Then here to parley. Doubt not such a greeting When next we meet. I needs must interpose, And moderate this contention. Pray my Lords Let me be powerful to dispose your tempers For other mild impressions, that my Court For entertaining two such enemies At once, be made discourse for after-ages. A banquet waits ye: music usher it. Thus peace bids Soldiers welcome. Syphax no. Think of Rome's cause, and let your feast be seasoned With saith to that. If thou prove treacherous, Expect a vengeance, justice never yet Gave severe execution to a greater. I must be gone; th'affairs of war attend me When I have settled Rome's peace, we'll comply In the effects: action till then must live By blood and labour. Hannibal farewell: Next greeting will be rougher. Not to be calmed With words. Grow strong; be still a conqueror, Till I shall conquer thee. Thou art but flattered By an ambition vainer than thy dreams. Ten Carthages and Hannibals will not weigh Equal with the achievement. One Hannibal And Carthage poised but in an equal scale With twenty Rome's, and twenty Scipios, Shall weigh like lead 'gainst feathers. Proud insister Upon his own slight merits! Remember Syphax Thy vow hath made thee Rome's. Which I'll preserve As sacredly inviolate, as if Eternal seals had ratified it. Usher The Roman General forth. Have words such power Upon our General to deject him thus? My brain is labouring. I'll help to deliver it. As giddy fancies when they do present Delightful shadows, seem to please the sense When it is quiet, and not capable Of any object, till the dreamers joy Suddenly wakes him, and the false impressions Vanish to their first nothing, so have I Flattered my hopes.
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I thought the same of Hanniball. And findst it. Tis onely thy conspiracy with Syphax; Who makes his Court a priviledge for that Fame will proclaime with blushes. Why this uproare? Syphax th'art trecherous. To Rome and Scipio. To Hannibal and Carthage. Now observe How he will calme the tempest. What to answer From sudden doubts you both possesse me with, I cannot easily resolve. A jealousie Is sometimes strengthned by th'excuse should kill it. Yet if your confidence will give credit to A Kings religious oath, by all that makes The sacred difference in me I am free From thought of ill to either. Your arrivals Were unexpected; and if eithers danger Be smother'd in intent, you brought it with you: Which Ile prevent, if all Numidia's strength Can doe it. Thinke not me perfidious, For then Ile doubt you: since selfe cvills are Most commonly the parents of suspicion. But for your owne mistrusts, y'are safer here Than in your owne campes, guarded with a maze Of your best souldiers. 'Tis a satisfaction. I blesse th' occasion makes us meet: my longings Were violent to see thee Scipio. Mine more to see thee Hanniball; but rather Arm'd in the sield, prepard for an encounter, Then here to parlee. Doubt not such a greeting When next we meet. I needs must interpose, And moderate this contention. Pray my Lords Let me be powerfull to dispose your tempers For other mild impressions, that my Court For entertaining two such enemies At once, be made discourse for after-ages. A banquet waits yee: musick usher it. Thus peace bids Souldiers welcome. Syphax no. Thinke of Romes cause, and let your feast be season'd With saith to that. If thou prove trecherous, Expect a vengeance, justice never yet Gave severe execution to a greater. I must be gone; th'affaires of warre attend me When I have settled Romes peace, wee'l comply In the effects: action 'till then must live By blood and labour. Hanniball farewell: Next greeting will be rougher. Not to be calm'd With words. Grow strong; be still a conquerour, Till I shall conquer thee. Thou art but flatter'd By an ambition vainer than thy dreames. Ten Carthages and Hannibals will not weigh Equall with the atchievment. One Hanniball And Carthage poys'd but in an equall scale With twenty Romes, and twenty Scipios, Shall weigh like lead' gainst feathers. Proud insister Vpon his owne slight merits! Remember Syphax Thy vow hath made thee Romes. Which Ile preserve As sacredly inviolate, as if Eternall seales had ratifi'd it. Vsher The Romane Generall forth. Have words such power Vpon our Generall to deject him thus? My braine is labouring. Ile helpe to deliver it. As giddy fancies when they doe present Delightfull shaddowes, seeme to please the sense When it is quiet, and not capable Of any object, 'till the dreamers joy Suddenly wakes him, and the false impressions Vanish to their first nothing, so have I Flatter'd my hopes.