Golding, Arthur / Beza, Theodore · published 1577 · first performed or written 1575 (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 523 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
What! burn him! burn him! well I will do so: But yet my God, the thing thou putst me to Seems very strange and irksome for to be: Lord, I beseech thee, wilt thou pardon me? Alas, I pray thee give me strength and power, To do that thou commandest me this hour. I well perceive and plainly now do found, That thou art angry with me in thy mind. Alas my Lord I have offended thee. O God by whom both heaven & earth made be, With whom intendest thou to be at war? And wilt thou cast thy servant down so far? Alas my son, alas, what shall I do? This matter asks advised looking too. High time it is Sirs as I trow We hie us packing on a row To our companions where they be. Even so thinks me. For if we all together were We should the lesser need to fear. How Sirs, I pray you tarry. Will You leave me so behind you still? Good child abide you there, Or else our master your father And our mistress your mother may, Be angry for your going away: The time will come by God's good grace, That you shall grow and prove a pace: And then ye shall perceive the charge, Of keeping flocks in fields at large, What dangers come from hill and dale, By ravening beasts that lie in stolen, Among the coverts of the wood, To kill our cattle for their food. And do ye think I would, Go with you though I could, Before I knew my father's mind? In deed a child of honest kind, And well brought up, aught evermore His fathers and his mother's lore In all his doings to obey. I will not fail it (if I may) To die therefore: but will ye stay A while until I run and know My father's will? Yea, therefore go. O happy is the wight That grounds himself aright On God, and maketh him his shield: And lets the worldly wise, Which look above the skies, Go wander where they list in field. Not rich, ne poor estate, Can puff or yet abate, The godly and the faithful heart: The faithful goeth free Although he martyred be A thousand times with woe and smart. The mighty God him leeds, In chiefest of his needs, And hath of him a special care, To make him to abide, Even at the point to slide, When worst of all he seems to far. Whereof a proof we see Our master well may be: For why, the more him men assail And urge on every side: Less fear in him is spied, And less his courage doth him fail. He left his native soil, Hard famine did him foil, Which drove him into Egypt land, And there a king of might, took Sara from his sight, Unjustly even by force of hand. But straight on suit to God, The King through God's sharp rod, Did yield to him his wife straight way, And abraham never stayd, But as the King him prayed, Departed thence without delay.
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What! burne him! burne him! wel I wil do so: But yit my God, the thing thou putst me to Seemes very straunge and irksom for to be: Lord, I beseech thee, wilt thou pardon me? Alas, I pray thee giue me strength and power, To doe that thou commaundest me this howre. I well perceiue and plainly now doe find, That thou art angrie with me in thy mind. Alas my Lord I haue offended thee. O God by whom both heauen & earth made be, With whom intendest thou to be at warre? And wilt thou cast thy seruaunt downe so farre? Alas my sonne, alas, what shall I doe? This matter as kes aduised looking too. Hie time it is Sirs as I trow We hie vs packing on a row To our companions where they be. Euen so thinkes me. For if we all togither were We should the lesser neede to feare. How Sirs, I pray you tary. Will You leaue me so behind you still? Good child abide you there, Or else our maister your father And our mistresse your mother may, Be angrie for your going away: The time will come by Gods good grace, That you shall grow and proue a pace: And then ye shall perceiue the charge, Of keeping flocks in feelds at large, What daungers come from hill and dale, By rauening beasts that lye in stale, Among the couerts of the woode, To kill our cattell for their foodd. And doe ye thinke I would, Goe with you though I could, Before I knew my fathers mind? In deede a child of honest kind, And well brought vp, ought euermore His fathers and his mothers lore In all his doings to obey. I will not fayle it (if I may) To die therefore: but will ye stay A while vntill I ronne and know My fathers will? Yea, therefore goe. O happy is the wight That grounds him selfe aright On God, and maketh him his shield: And lets the worldly wize, Which looke aboue the skies, Goe wander where they list in field. No rich, ne poore estate, Can puffe or yit abate, The godly and the faithfull hart: The faithfull goeth free Although he martred be A thowsand times with woe and smart. The mighty God him leeds, In chiefest of his needes, And hath of him a speciall care, To make him to abide, Euen at the poynt to slide, When worst of all he seemes to fare. Whereof a proofe we see Our maister well may be: For why, the more him men assayle And urge on euery side: Lesse feare in him is spyde, And lesse his courage doth him fayle. He left his natiue soyle, Hard famin did him foyle, Which draue him into Egypt land, And there a king of might, Tooke Sara from his sight, Uniustly euen by force of hand. But streit on sute to God, The King through Gods sharp rod, Did yeeld to him his wife streit way, And abraham neuer stayd, But as the King him prayd, Departed thence without delay.