Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jul 3] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.79 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
But when opinion. Of their own merit swells 'em into pride, Which sets a price of that, which modesty Should count an act of their obedience, They forfeit the reward of thanks and honour, And betray poor and most vainglorious souls, Scipio, and Antony, and other Romans, Deserved well of the Senate, and were honoured, But when they ran to faction, and pursued Ambitious ends to undo their country's peace, They were no longer Patriots, but declared Rome's poison, and like gangrenes on the state To be cut off, lest they corrupt the body. Was ever Prince so wise! But son, son, how Can these stains reach Vittori? he hath given No argument to suspect his fall from Loyalty. I do not sir accuse him, nor did I More than became the spirit of a Prince, Show I was sensible of his Father's impudence, If you remember, when I urged what trespass His Father had committed, he urged aloud, Was this all his reward, as if his service Were obligation to make us suffer, And justify their affronts, but I waste breath Since you are so well pleased, my duty sir Shall speak me still your Son, but let me take Boldness to prophesy their insolence Struck at my person first, but you will find Their pride reach higher, I am but a branch Superfluous, and may be pruned away, You have you say, no argument to suspect His fall from Loyalty, if what's done to me Be dead within you, yet remember now You have disengaged by exile his relation And tie of subject, he owes now no faith to you, What that, and his disgrace and opportunity Abroad may frame him to, I leave, to imagine. Nay prithee come back, thou hast awaked me, I find my rashness, I did never think There had been so much danger, we will study Timely prevention, let 'em be called back, Fly after 'em, and in our name command. You sha'not need. How sha'not need? Your pardon, In hope your wisdom would allow it, after I have made that my act, Iulio is gone With strict commission for that purpose. Iulio? I thank thy care. I was most divinely thought on, most maturely. Now all your jealousies are laid. I shall Compose myself at his return, to wear What countenance you will direct. Cassandra Y'ave sent for too. By any means, she is So precious to Vittori, had she sinned Alone to merit banishment, he would follow her Through all the world. Women are strangely attractive, Fame speaks her virtuous too. Some virtue she has— Julio has prospered, thou'st done good service, Alphonso though your late affront to us Be foul in its own nature, and may encourage Others by your impunity, yet we have With the remembrance of your former actions Lost your offence, Vittori too shall find The honour he deserves. How's this? Where is he? He does not scorn our mercy; Iulio, Where is Cassandra?
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But when opinion. Of their owne merit swels em into pride, Which sets a price of that, which modesty Should count an act of their obedience, They forfeit the reward of thankes and honour, And betray poore and most vaine-glorious soules, Scipio, and Antony, and other Romanes, Deseru'd well of the Senate, and were honoured, But when they ran to faction, and pursued Ambitious endes to undo their Countries peace, They were no longer Patriots, but declared Romes poyson, and like gangrenes on the state To bee cut off, lest they corrupt the body. Was ever Prince so wise! But sonne, sonne, how Can these staines reach Vittori? he hath given No argument to suspect his fall from Loyalty. I do not sir accuse him, nor did I More then became the spirit of a Prince, Show I was sensible of his Fathers impudence, If you remember, when I urg'd what trespasse His Father had committed, he urg'd aloude, Was this all his reward, as if his service Were obligation to make us suffer, And justifie their affronts, but I waste breath Since you are so well pleas'd, my duty sir Shall speake me still your Sonne, but let me take Boldnesse to prophesie their insolence Strucke at my person first, but you will find Their pride reach higher, I am but a branch Superfluous, and may be prund away, You have you say no argument to suspect His fall from Loyalty, if whats done to me Be dead within you, yet remember now You have disingag'd by exile his relation And tie of subject, he owes now no faith to you, What that, and his disgrace and opportunity Abroad may frame him to, I leave, to imagine. Nay prethee come backe, thou hast awak'd me, I finde my rashnesse, I did never thinke There had beene so much danger, we will study Timely prevention, let em be cald backe, Fly after em, and in our name command. You shanot need. How shanot need? Your pardon, In hope your wisedome would allow it, after I have made that my act, Iulio is gone With strict commission for that purpose. Iulio? I thanke thy care. I was most divinely thought on, most maturely. Now all your jealousies are laid. I shall Compose my selfe at his returne, to weare What countenance you will direct. Cassandra Y'ave sent for too. By any meanes, she is So precious to Vittori, had she sinn'd Alone to merit banishment, hee would follow her Through all the world. Women are strangly attractive, Fame speaks her vertuous too. Some vertue she has— Julio has prospered, Tha'st done good service, Alphonso though your late affront to us Be foule in its owne nature, and may encourage Others by your impunitie, yet we have With the remembrance of your former actions Lost your offence, Vittori too shall find The honour he deserves. How's this? Where is he? He does not scorne our mercy; Iulio, Where is Cassandra?