Gascoigne, George / Kinwelmershe, Francis / Yelverton, ChristopherEuripides / Dolce, Lodovico · published 1575 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness · 509 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T37: wealth, riches, money, god, rich, poverty, men, learning, poor, ic.
This monstrous mate, in stead whereof embrace Equality, which stately states defends And binds the mind with true and trusty knots Of friendly faith which never can be broke, This man, of right should properly possess, And who that other doth the more embrace, Shall purchase pain to be his just reward By wrathful woe, or else by cruel death. This, first divided all by equal bonds What so the earth did yield for our avail? This, did divide the nights and days alike, And that the vail of dark and dreadful night) (Which shrouds in misty clouds the pleasant light, Ne yet the golden beams of Phoebus' rays (Which clears the dimmed air with gladsome gleams) Can yet heap hate in either of them both. If then the days and nights to serve our turn Content themselves to yield each other place, Well oughtest thou with weighty doom to grant Thy brother's right to rule the reign with thee, Which heavens ordained common to you both: If so thou nill O son, O cruel son, In whose high breast may justice build her hour When princes' hearts wide open lie to wrong? Why likes thee so the type of tyranny With other's loss to gather greedy gain? Alas how far he wanders from the truth That counts a pomp, all other to command, Yet can not rule his own unbridled will, A vain desire much riches to possess Whereby the breast is bruised and battered still, With dread, with danger, care and cold suspect. Who seeks to have the thing we call enough, Acquaint him first with contentation, For plenteousness is but a naked name. And what sufficeth use of mortal men, Shall best apay the mean and modest hearts. These hoarded heaps of gold and worldly wealth Are not the proper goods of any one, But pawns which Ioue powers out abundantly That we likewise might use them equally, And as he seems to lend them for a time, Even so in time he takes them home again, And would that we acknowledge every hour, That from his hands we did the same receive: There nothing is so firm and stayed to man, But whirls about with wheels of restless time. Now if I should this one thing thee demand, Which of these two thou wouldst choose to keep, The town quiet or unquiet tyranny? And wouldst thou say I choose my kingly chair? O witless answer sent from wicked heart, For if so fall (which mighty God defend) Thy enemies hand should overcome thy might, And thou shouldest see them sack the town of Thebes, The chastest virgins ravished for wreck, The worthy children in captivity, Then shouldest thou feel that sceptre, crown, & wealth Yield deeper care to see them ta'en away, Than to possess them yieldeth deep content. Now to conclude my son, Ambition Is it that most offends thy blinded thought, Blame not thy brother, blame ambition From whom if so thou not redeem thyself, I fear to see thee buy repentance dear.
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This monſtrous mate, in ſteade wherof embrace "Equalitie, which ſtately ſtates defends "And binds the minde with true and truſtie knots "Of frendly faith which neuer can be broke, "This man, of right ſhould properly poſſeſſe, And who that other doth the more embrace, Shall purchaſe paine to be his iuſt reward By wrathfull wo, or elſe by cruell death. "This, firſt deuided all by equall bonds "What ſo the earth did yeld for our auaile? "This, did deuide the nightes and dayes alike, "And that the vaile of darke and dreadfull night) "(Which ſhrowds in miſty clouds the pleaſaunt light, "Ne yet the golden beames of Phoebus rayes "(Which cleares the dimmed ayre with gladſome gleams) "Can yet heape hate in either of them both. If then the dayes and nightes to ſerue our turne Content themſelues to yeld each other place, Well oughteſt thou with waightie dome to graunt Thy brothers right to rule the reigne with thée, Which heauens ordeyned common to you both: If ſo thou nill O ſonne, O cruell ſonne, "In whoſe high breſt may iuſtice builde hir houre "When princes harts wide open lye to wrong? Why likes thée ſo the tipe of tyrannie With others loſſe to gather gréedy gaine? "Alas how farre he wanders from the truth "That compts a pompe, all other to command, "Yet can not rule his owne vnbridled will, "A vaine deſire much riches to poſſeſſe "Whereby the breſt is bruſde and battered ſtill, "With dread, with daunger, care and cold ſuſpecte. "Who ſéekes to haue the thing we call inough, "Acquainte him firſt with contentation, "For plenteouſneſſe is but a naked name. "And what ſuffiſeth vſe of mortall men, "Shall beſt apay the meane and modeſt hearts. "Theſe hoorded heapes of golde and worldly wealth "Are not the proper goods of any one, "But pawnes which Ioue powres out aboundantly "That we likewiſe might vſe them equally, "And as he ſeemes to lend them for a time, "Euen ſo in time he takes them home agayne, "And would that we acknowledge euery houre, "That from his handes we did the ſame receiue: "There nothing is ſo firme and ſtayde to man, "But whyrles about with whéeles of reſtleſſe time. Now if I ſhould this one thing thée demaunde, Which of theſe two thou wouldeſt chuſe to kéepe, The towne quiet or vnquiet tyrannie? And wouldeſt thou ſay I chuſe my kingly chayre? O witleſſe anſwere ſent from wicked heart, For if ſo fall (which mightie God defende) Thine enimies hand ſhould ouercome thy might, And thou ſhouldeſt ſée them ſacke the towne of Thebes, The chaſteſt virgins rauiſhed for wrecke, The worthy children in captiuitie, "Then ſhouldeſt thou féele that ſcepter, crowne, & wealth "Yéelde deeper care to ſée them tane away, "Than to poſſeſſe them yeldeth déepe content. Now to conclude my ſonne, Ambition Is it that moſt offends thy blynded thought, Blame not thy brother, blame ambition From whome if ſo thou not redéeme thy ſelfe, I feare to ſée thée buy repentance deare.