Herbert, Mary Sidney / Garnier, RobertSidney Herbert, Mary · published 1595 · first performed or written 1590 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 513 words
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Caesar, as heir unto his father's state. So will his Father's goodness imitate, To you ward: whom he knows allied in blood, Allied in marriage, ruling equally Th' Empire with him, and with him making war Have purged the earth of Caesar's murderers. You into portions parted have the world Even like coheirs their heritage's part: And now with one accord so many years In quiet peace both have your charges ruled. Blood and alliance nothing do prevail To cool the thirst of hot ambitious breasts: The son his Father hardly can endure, Brother his brother, in one common Realm. So fervent this desire to Command: Such jealousy it kindleth in our hearts, Sooner will men permit another should Love her they love then wear the crown they wear. All laws it breaks, turns all things upside down: Amity, kindred, nought so holy is but it defiles. A monarchy to gain None cares which way, so he may it obtain. Suppose he Monarch be and that this world No more acknowledge sundry Emperors, That Rome him only fear, and that he join The east with west, and both at once do rule: Why should he not permit you peaceably Discharged of charge and empire's dignity, Private to live reading Philosophy, In learned Greece, Spain, Asia, any land? Never will he his Empire think assured While in this world Mark Antony shall live. sleepless Suspicion, Pale distrust, cold fear Always to PRINCE's company do bear Bred of reports: reports which night and day Perpetual guests from court go not away. He hath not slain your brother Lucius, Nor shortened hath the age of Lepidus, Albeit both into his hands were fallen, And he with wrath against them both inflamed. Yet one, as Lord in quiet rest doth bear. The greatest sway in great Iberia: The other with his gentle Prince retains Of highest Priest the sacred dignity. He fears not them, their feeble force he knows. He fears no vanquished overfilled with woes. Fortune may change again. A downcast foe Can hardly rise, which once is brought so low. All that I can is done: for last assay (When all means failed) I to entreaty fell, (Ah coward creature!) whence again repulsed Of combat I unto him proffer made: Though he in prime, and I by feeble age Mightily weakened both in force and skill. Yet could not he his coward heart advance Basely afraid to try so praiseful chance. This makes me plain, makes me myself accuse, Fortune in this her spiteful force doth use 'Gainst my grey hairs: in this unhappy I Repine at heavens in my haps pitiless. A man, a woman both in might and mind, In Mars his school who never lesson learned, Should me repulse, chase, overthrow, destroy, Me of such fame, bring to so low an ebb? Alcides blood, who from my infancy With happy prowess crowned have my praise Witness thou Gaul unused to servile yoke, Thou valiant Spain, you fields of Thessalie With millions of mourning cries bewailed, Twice watered now with blood of Italie.
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Caesar, as heire vnto his fathers state. So will his Fathers goodnes imitate, To you ward: whome he know's allied in bloud, Allied in mariage, ruling equally Th' Empire with him, and with him making warre Haue purg'd the earth of Caesars murtherers. You into portions parted haue the world Euen like coheirs their heritages parte: And now with one accord so many yeares In quiet peace both haue your charges rul'd. Bloud and alliance nothing do preuaile To coole the thirst of hote ambitious brests: The sonne his Father hardly can endure, Brother his brother, in one common Realme. So feruent this desire to Commaund: Such iealousie it kindleth in our hearts, Sooner will men permit another should Loue her they loue then weare the crowne they weare. All lawes it breakes, turnes all things vpside downe: Amitie, kindred, nought so holy is ut it defiles. A monarchie to gaine None cares which way, so he may it obtaine. Suppose he Monarch be and that this world No more acknowledg sundry Emperours, That Rome him only feare, and that he ioyne The east with west, and both at once do rule: Why should he not permitt you peaceablie Discharg'd of charge and Empires dignitie, Priuate to liue reading Philosophy, In learned Greece, Spaine, Asia, any land? Neuer will he his Empire thinke assur'de While in this world Marke Antony shall liue. Sleepeles Suspicion, Pale distrust, cold feare Alwaies to princes companie do beare Bred of reports: reports which night and day Perpetuall guests from court go not away. He hath not slaine your brother Lucius, Nor shortned hath the age of Lepidus, Albeit both into his hands were falne, And he with wrath against them both enflam'd. Yet one, as Lord in quiet rest doth beare. The greatest sway in great Iberia: The other with his gentle Prince retaines Of highest Priest the sacred dignitie. He feares not them, their feeble force he knowes. He feares no vanquisht ouerfill'd with woes. Fortune may chaunge againe. A down-cast foe Can hardly rise, which once is brought so low. All that I can is donne: for last assay (When all means fail'd) I to entreaty fell, (Ah coward creature!) whence againe repulst Of combate I vnto him proffer made: Though he in prime, and I by feeble age Mightily weakned both in force and skill. Yet could not he his coward heart aduaunce Basely affraide to trie so praisefull chaunce. This makes me plaine, makes me my selfe accuse, Fortune in this her spitefull force doth vse 'Gainst my gray hayres: in this vnhappy I epine at heau'ns in my happes pittiles. Aman, a woman both in might and minde, In Mars his schole who neuer lesson learn'd, Should me repulse, chase, ouerthow, destroy, Me of such fame, bring to so low an ebbe? Alcides bloud, who from my infancy With happy prowesse crowned haue my praise Witnesse thou Gaule vnus'd to seruile yoke, Thou valiant Spaine, you fields of Thessalie With millions of mourning cries bewail'd, Twise watred now with bloud of Italie.