Golding, Arthur / Beza, Theodore · published 1577 · first performed or written 1575 (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 509 words
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My children: this is now the third day That we have traveled making little stay. Here must you tarry: as for me, I will With Isaac go yet further onward still, Unto a place from hence yet distant more Which God almighty showed me before, Where I must pray and offer sacrifice As he requires. Wherefore in any wise Abide you here, and stir not hence. But thou Son Isaac shalt go with me as now: For God requires in this behalf thy presence. Sir, sith you forbidden us we will not hence. This bundle unto him betake, And I the fire and knife will take. We shall (God willing) come again right soon But in the mean while, wots ye what to done? Pray ye to God both for yourselves and us. Alas, alas, was never wight, ywus. We will not fail. That had such need as I Well Sirs, I say no more but God be wy. And with you too. It greatly mazeth me, And me likewyze. And me too, for too see Him so dismayed which hath so stoutly borne All haps that have befallen him heretooforne. To say he is afraid of war Debate, or strife, or any jar It were no reason: for we know, Abimelech the king did show Such honour to our maisterward, That he not only had regard To visit him, but eke did knit A league with him which lasteth yet, And as for household matters, what Can he desire which he hath not? He lives in outward peace and rest: But age perchance doth work unrest. Of zunnes he hath but only one But in the world more such are none. His cattle thrive in such great store, As God doth seem to give him more, Than he himself can wish or crave. Nothing ye can so perfect have, But always somewhat is amiss. I pray to God him so to bliss, As soon to cure this his disease. Amen, say I, if it him please. Sure I suppoze how ere the case doth stand He hath this time some weighty thing in hand. As huge as is the world we see With all the things that in it be, Yet nothing is so strong and sure, That can for ever here endure. Almighty God which all maintains, Can nothing spy that aye remains, Except himself: all else each one Endure short time, and soon are gone. The sun with bright and burning beams Goes casting forth his cheerful gleams, As long as day in sky doth last. Then darksome night doth over cast, All kind of things both fowl and fair, With coal-black wings aloft in air. And of the moon what shall we say, Which never keepeth at a stay? Sometimes with horns she doth appear: Sometime half 〈◊〉: now thick, now clear: Anon with round and fulsome face The night she fro the sky doth chase. The twincling stars above on high Run rolling round about the sky, One while with wether fair and clear,
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My children: this is now the third day That we haue traueld making litle stay. Here must you tarry: as for me, I will With Isaac goe yit further onward still, Unto a place from hence yet distant more Which God almighty shewed me before, Where I must pray and offer sacrifyze As he requires. Wherefore in any wyze Abide you here, and stirre not hence. But thou Sonne Isaac shalt goe with me as now: For God requires in this behalfe thy presence. Sir, sith you forbid vs we will not hence. This bundle vnto him betake, And I the fire and knife will take. We shal (God willing) come agein right soone But in the meane while, wot ye what to doone? Pray ye to God both for your selues and vs. Alas, alas, was neuer wyght, ywus. We will not fayle. That had such neede as I. Well Sirs, I say no more but God be wy. And with yow too. It greatly mazeth me, And me likewyze. And me too, for too see Him so dismayd which hath so stowtly borne All haps that haue befalne him heretooforne. To say he is afrayd of warre Debate, or strife, or any iarre It were no reason: for we knowe, Abimelech the king did showe Such honor to our maisterward, That he not onely had regard To visit him, but eke did knit A leage with him which lasteth yit, And as for howshold matters, what Can he desire which he hath nat? He liues in outward peace and rest: But age perchaunce doth woork vnrest. Of zunnes he hath but onely one But in the world mo such are none. His cattel thryue in such great store, As God doth seeme to giue him more, Than he him selfe can wish or craue. Nothing ye can so perfect haue, But alwaies sumwhat is amisse. I pray to God him so to blisse, As soone to cure this his disease. Amen, say I, if it him please. Sure I suppoze how ere the cace doth stand He hath this time some weightie thing in hand. As howge as is the world we see With all the things that in it be, Yet nothing is so strong and sure, That can for euer here endure. Almighty God which all mainteynes, Can nothing spie that ay remaynes, Except him selfe: all else ech one Indure short time, and soone are gone. The sunne with bright and burning beames Goes casting forth his cheerefull gleames, As long as day in skie doth last. Then darksom night doth ouer cast, All kind of thinges both fowle and fayre, With coleblacke winges aloft in ayre. And of the moone what shall we say, Which neuer keepeth at a stay? Sometimes with hornes she doth appeere: Sometime halfe : now thicke, now cleere: Anon with rownd and fulsom face The night she fro the skie doth chace. The twincling starres aboue on hye Ronne rolling rownd about the skye, One while with wether fayre and cleere,