The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 26 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 517 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
Are all things ready for the ceremony; the Crown, and robes? They are, there's nothing wanting if the Prince were come. he's come now. Your grace is welcome, but it may seem to a Strange place and person; what think you my Lord, are not you fallen into the company of so many traitorous and lost men. Sir, say not so, you have not warrant, though you rank yourself within the number. The place, and persons rather appear to me, as if there were some Religion towards. My Lord, you understand it right, there is a Religion towards, and I may truly say that this our private meeting and close Counsel is more just, and glorious than the loudest deed in Court, that all our public Acts, edicts, and forms of Law, are dark and impious compared to it; nay, that this time and place made holy by our purposes hath the gods more manifest and present, than the Sacrifice and Temples, long since made void and empty of a Deity, by those which sue for favours and request for him, who justly here deserves their horridst vengeance, we are not met here to plot a general ruin for a private injury, we know and teach the greatest Donne by the King unto the Subject, can not give him cause to throw off his faith. Kings are petty gods and may tempt us, nor is it want or desire of Innovation that thus Stirreth us, we are in the best ill State already, nor ambition to Strike at that Laurel which the Thunder spares, no we reverence it, and know that as men are the works of nature, so Kings of Jove. But 'tis our oath the Sacrament we took, which still holds us though our Lord be dead, until his successor do quit us from it, by taking of a new one, we are not subjects, but slaves to him we now obey, and therefore as slaves we ought to hate our Master; he was borne less than we, and hides the private man under the public gown; the purple which he wears was dipped deep in the blood of Innocents to colour't so. But I vainly waste myself in words, here are no minds to be persuaded, nor ears to be instructed; the sins we are to punish, we all know, and the gods remember, our Strength then is all we are to speak of, which is the greatest half of the Isle 16. years undisturbed provision, so carelessly was that provided for which was got by blood, there is but one Lordship, small in respect of others, the Tyrants own possession that will stand strong for him, but they are so besotted with their fortunes that their greatest aid will be but in their will to do him service. They may offer up their lives, like so many Sacrifices for his sake, but not like Soldiers, they are unworthy of that name: They may die but never conquer, war is never talked of but in their banquets, nor dare they fight beyond a Brawl.
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Are all things ready for the ceremony; the Crowne, and robes? They are, ther's nothing wanting if the Prince were come. Hee's come now. Your grace is welcome, but it may seeme to a Strange place and person; what thinke you my Lord, are not you fallen into the company of so many trayterous and lost men. Sir, say not so, you have not warrant, though you ranke your selfe within the number. The place, and persons rather appeare to me, as if there were some Religion towards. My Lord, you understand it right, there is a Religion towards, and I may truely say that this our private meeting and close Counsell is more just, and glorious then the lowdest deede in Court, that all our publike Acts, edicts, and formes of Law, are darke and impious compared to it; nay, that this time and place made holy by our purposes hath the gods more manifest and present, then the Sacrifice and Temples, long since made void and empty of a Deity, by those which sue for favours and request for him, who justly heare deserves their horridst vengeance, we are not met heere to plot a generall ruine for a private injury, we know and teach the greatest Donne by the King unto the Subject, can not give him cause to throw off his faith. Kings are petty gods and may tempt us, nor is it want or desire of Innovation that thus Stirreth us, wee are in the best ill State allready, nor ambition to Strike at that Lawrell which the Thunder spares, no we reverence it, and know that as men are the workes of nature, so Kings of Jove. But 'tis our oath the Sacrament we tooke, which still holds us though our Lord be dead, untill his successor doe quit us from it, by taking of a new one, we are not subjects, but slaves to him we now obey, and therefore as slaves we ought to hate our Master; he was borne lesse then we, and hides the private man under the publique gowne; the purple which he weares was dipt deepe in the blood of Innocents to collour't so. But I vainely wast my selfe in words, here are no minds to be perswaded, nor eares to be instructed; the sinnes we are to punish, we all know, and the gods remember, our Strength then is all we are to speake of, which is the greatest halfe of the Jsle 16. yeares undisturb'd provision, so carelesly was that provided for which was got by blood, there is but one Lordship, small in respect of others, the Tyrants owne possession that will stand strong for him, but they are so besotted with their fortunes that their greatest aide will be but in their will to doe him service. They may offer up their lives, like so many Sacrifices for his sake, but not like Souldiers, they are unworthy of that name: They may dy but never conquer, warr is never talk't of but in their banquets, nor dare they fight beyond a Brawle.