Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
And can he nowhere here about be found. No not by any inquisition. And I by Fallacies advise him sought Towards Verona, but alas in vain; The troubles of that City as I was Upon the way, by faithful grief informed, Equal the stirs here in Parthesia: Truth and her daughters being thence expelled, And all the rule usurped by Fallacy, Those blessed civil laws are disannulled, Which to so many glorious Emperors, So many ages, in so many lands, Have ever been so justly well approved; There hath he planted rude and practic friends Which grate the Commons, spoil Nobility. Betwixt dear brothers and the nearest friends, Endeavoured to sow vile dissensions. There the most sacred ordinance of Heaven, The divine Oracles they falsify, And force upon the plain simplicity Of easily deceived honest men, Frail humane breath and bold traditions, With singular fantastic vain conceits. As brainsick Dreams, forged revelations: That I rest well assured he is not there: Although to seek him else I know not where. Now we may pity our confederates, But cannot as we ought, bewail their state. Our nearer griefs do hugely overflow The just proportion of all humane woe. What else is befallen you since Discourse Became distract? Opposition and Contradiction contending for the rule, Have wounded each the other wilfully. Is Contradiction hurt? fond vanity Under these ever sudden moving Spheres To look for rest or seek felicity In earth, the well head of salt tears. We think him mad, that thinketh in the air, To erect a castle or fair monument; And through the Seas as passengers we fare, Yet dare not dwell upon that element. But on th'uncertain, and short prosperous winds of favour blooming Fortune we oft raise High and huge hopes, to our now calm minds Promise eternal Haltionian days. But the just heavens all well guiding care, lest we forget them in our jollity When we in greatest pomp triumphing are, Humble our minds with some new misery; For what else could our hearts content desire But firm assurance of continuing? When whilst with joy we others bliss admire, ourself straight vexed with fortune's torturing With sense do feel how her fierce wrath extends From our splits unto our dearest friends. But say, is his wound dangerous? But see Iudicium, here Lord Intellect is come. All happiness attend your welcome presence. Thanks good Iudicium, but you are man Distinction whom I must acknowledge the author of my freedom. Where hath your Lordship been? and whence is it Distinctions honest care hath set you free. I am indebted to Ambiguity, I was promised by him to be led to a fair library, but was conducted to a Vatican of all villains. Say good Distinction, how fell this out?
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And can he no where here about be found. No not by any inquisition. And I by Fallacies advise him sought Towards Verona, but alas in vaine; The troubles of that City as I was Vpon the way, by faithfull griefe inform'd, Equall the stirrs here in Parthesia: Truth and her daughters being thence expelled, And all the rule usurp't by Fallaoy, Those blessed civill lawes are disanul'd, Which to so many glorious Emperours, So many ages, in so many lands, Have ever beene so justly well approv'd; There hath he planted rude and practique friends Which grate the Commons, spoile Nobility. Betwixt deare brothers and the nearest friends, Endeavoured to sow vile dissentions. There the most sacred ordinance of Heaven, The divine Oracles they falsify, And force upon the plaine simplicity Of easily deceived honest men, Fraile humane breath and bold traditions, With singular fantastique vaine conceits. As brainsicke Dreams, forg'd revelations: That I rest well assur'd he is not there: Although to seek him else I know not where. Now we may pity our confederats, But cannot as we ought, bewaile their state. Our neerer griefs do hugely overflow The just proportion of all humane woe. What else is befallen you since Discourse Became distract? Opposition and Contradiction contending for the rule, Have wounded each the other wilfully. Is Contradiction hurt? fond vanity Vnder these ever suddaine moving Sphears To looke for rest or seeke felicitie In earth, the well head of salt teares. We thinke him mad, that thinketh in the aire, To erect a castle or faire monument; And through the Seas as passengers we fare, Yet dare not dwell upon that element. But on th'uncertaine, and short prosperous windes of favour blooming Fortune we oft raise High and huge hopes, to our now calme minds Promise eternall Halcyonian dayes. But the just heavens all well guiding care, Least we forget them in our jollity When we in greatest pompe triumphing are, Humble our mindes with some new misery; For what else could our hearts content desire But firme assurance of continuing? When whilst with joy we others blisse admire, Our selfe straight vex't with fortunes torturing With sence doe feeele how her fierce wrath extends From our owne selves unto our dearest friends. But say, is his wound dangerous? —But see Iudicium, here Lord Intellect is come. All happinesse attend your welcome presence. Thanks good Iudicium, but you are man Distinction whom I must acknowledge the author of my freedome. Where hath your Lordship been? and whence is it Distinctions honest care hath set you free. I am indebted to Ambiguity, I was promised by him to be led to a faire library, but was conducted to a Vatican of all villaines. Say good Distinction, how fell this out?