Nabbes, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1635 (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.85 · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
You value Those scruples more than a full weight of honour. Heaven gave the difference to you but to be The figure of that power, that will exact A just account of a king's greater actions, Than what inferiors owe to their creation. Th'essential part of your eternity Depends upon that point: and can you more Express yourself heavens minister, then when You do the things agree with't? Rome complies With us for peace. The violation Of a religious oath, superior justice Cannot but punish: else we might be bold To call the worship of the gods no more Than th'issue of credulity, produced To fright us with a name that had no power But what our fears allowed it. Rome is yet Our friend; and till she fall from honour, we Must hold her dear. In that consists your danger. she's masked in policy, and like a Statesman Without religion, steers her course by shows And mere appearance to whatever ends Amoition points her. Be not then too rash. Make not the greatness which is yet your own Derivative from her. 'T will leave your name A stain in times records, and blot the tables That should preserve it. Noble Hannibal Be safe with us and confident. I expect The Roman Legates; and if mediation Or any practice which I can with honour Assay to reconcile ye, may be useful. To reconcile us! Time shall first run back To his beginning, and the world return To its first Chaos ere I will admit Of such a word. Let those that fawn upon The smiles of peace and softness to delight Their wanton appetites, practise their low Effeminate souls in fears and passions. Each thought of mine shall be a numerous Army To lead 'gainst Rome: in my imagination I will fight with her still, though I want Soldiers. Nobly resolved. Ha! Scipio and Flaminius Amongst the Roman Legates! there's some treachery. Inform thyself Himulco. His pursuing My course, imports no good, and my sad soul Labours with a prophetic apprehension Of something he intends. Be ready thou, Thou my last refuge. Sudden clouds methinks Creep o'er your eyes. Though you be enemies, Peace warrants gentle greeting. she is emblemed In Doves that have no gall. Y'are here my guests, And shall partake a courtly entertainment Worthy such persons. Hannibal I know Hath put of the rough habit which his mind Was lately wrapped in: and since chance hath made him The subject of my conquest, in the peace Rome hath allowed his Country (the conditions Being strictly kept) all past contentions Must lose their memory, and after strites Be stifled in their first birth by prevention. I must acknowledge my ambition Bore my thoughts higher than my country's good, Or her enlargement only. Had my fortune Captived the person of great Hannibal. My triumph should outvie all the rich pomps That ever made Rome shine.
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You value Those scruples more than a full weight of honour. Heaven gave the difference to you but to be The sigure of that power, that will exact A just account of a Kings greater actions, Then what inferiours owe to their creation. Th'essentiall part of your eternity Depends upon that point: and can you more Expresse your selfe heavens minister, then when You doe the things agree with't? Rome comply's With us for peace. The violation Of a religious oath, superiour justice Cannot but punish: else we might be bold To call the worship of the gods no more Than th'issue of credulity, produc't To fright us with a name that had no power But what our feares allow'd it. Rome is yet Our friend; and 'till she fall from honour, we Must hold her deare. In that consists your danger. Shee's mask't in policy, and like a Statesman Without religion, steeres her course by showes And meere appearance to what ever ends Amoition points her. Be not then too rash. Make not the greatnesse which is yet your owne Derivative from her. 'T will leave your name A staine in times records, and blot the tables That should preserve it. Noble Hannibal Be safe with us and confident. I expect The Romane Legates; and if mediation Or any practice which I can with honour Assay to reconcile yee, may be usefull. To reconcile us! Time shall first runne back To his beginning, and the world returne To its first Chaos e're I will admit Of such a word. L'et those that fawne upon The smiles of peace and softnesse to delight Their wanton appetites, practise their low Effeminate soules in feares and passions. Each thought of mine shall be a numerous Army To lead' gainst Rome: in my imagination I will fight with her still, though I want Souldiers. Nobly resolv'd. Ha! Scipio and Flaminius Amongst the Romane Legates! there's some treachery. Informe thy selfe Himulco. His pursuing My course, imports no good, and my sad soule Labours with a prophetick apprehension Of something he intends. Beready thou, Thou my last refuge. Sudden clouds me thinkes Creepe o're your eyes. Though you be enemies, Peace warrants gentle greeting. Shee is emblem'd In Doves that have no gall. Y'are here my guests, And shall partake a courtly entertainment Worthy such persons. Hannibal I know Hath put of the rough habit which his mind Was lately wrapt in: and since chance hath made him The subject of my conquest, in the peace Rome hath allow'd his Country (the conditions Being stricktly kept) all past contentions Must lose their memory, and after strites Be stisled in their first birth by prevention. I must acknowledge my ambition Bore my thoughts higher than my Countries good, Or her enlargement onely. Had my fortune Captiv'd the person of great Hannibal. My triumph should out-vye all the rich pompes That ever made Rome shine.