The Wounds of Civil War, or Marius and Scilla · chunk 9 of 38
Lodge, Thomas · published 1594 · first performed or written 1588 [1586-1591] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.82 · 460 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Pompey I know thy love, I mark thy words, And Anthony thou hast a pleasing vain, But senators I hammer in my head, With every thought of honour some revenge: Speak what shall Sulla be your General? We do decree that Sulla shall be General: And wish you Sulla's weal and honour too? We wish both Sulla's weal and honour too Then take away the scandal of this state, Banish the name of Tribune out of town, Proclaim false Marius and his other friends. Foe men and traitors to the state of Rome, And I will wend and work so much by force, As I will master false Mithridates, The name of Tribune hath continued long. So shall not Lepidus if he withstand me. Sirrah you see the head of Granius, Watch you his hap unless you change your words, Pompey now please me Pompey grant my suit. Lictors proclaim this our undaunted doom, we will that Marius and his wretched sons, His friends Sulpitius, Claudius and the rest Beheld for traitors, and acquit the men That shall endanger there unlucky lines, And henceforth Tribunes name and state shall cease, Grave Senators how like you this decree? even as our Consuls wish, so let it be. Then Lepidus all friends in faith for me, So leave I Rome to Pompey and my friends, Resolved to manage those our Asian wars, Frolic brave Soldiers we must foot it now, Lucretius you shall bide the brunt with me, Pompey farewell, and farewell Lepidus. Marke Anthony I leave thee to thy books, study for Rome and Sulla's Royalty. But by my sword I wrong this graybeard's head, Go sirrah place it on the Capitol: A just promotion fit for Sulla's foe. Lordings farewell, come soldiers let us go. Sulla farewell and happy be thy chance, Whose war both Rome and Romans must advance. My Lord the course of your unstaid fate, Made weak through that your late unhappy fight, Withdraws our wills that feign would work your weal: For long experience and the change of times, The innocent suppressions of the just In leaning to forsaken men's relief, Doth make us fear lest our unhappy town, should perish through the angry Romans sword. Lords of Minturnum when I shaped my course, To fly the danger of pursuing death, I left my friends, and all alone attained (In hope of succours) to this little town, Relying on your courtesies and truth. What foolish fear doth then amaze you thus? O Marius, thou thyself, thy son, thy friends, Are banished and exiles out of Rome, Proclaimed for traitors, rest of your estates, judged to death with certain warrantise. should then so small a town my Lord as this, Hazard their fortunes to supply your wants?
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Pompey I know thy loue, I marke thy words, And Anthony thou hast a pleasing vaine, But senators I hammer in my head, VVith euery thought of honor some reuenge: Speake what shall Scilla be your Generall? We doo decree that Scilla shall be Generall: And wish you Scillas weale and honour too▪ We wish both Scillas weale and honor too Then take away the scandall of this state, Banish the name of Tribune out of towne, Proclaime false Marius and his other friends. Foe men and traitors to the state of Rome, And I will wend and worke so much by force, As I will master false Mithridates, The name of Tribune hath continued long. So shall not Lepidus if he withstand me. Sirra you see the head of Granius, VVatch you his hap vnlesse you change your words, Pompey now please me Pompey graunt my sute. Lictors proclaime this our vndanted doome, we will that Marius and his wretched sonnes, His friends Sulpitius, Claudius and the rest Beheld for traytors, and acquit the men That shall endanger there vnluckie lines, And henceforth Tribunes name and state shall cease, Graue Senators how like you this decree? Euen as our Consulls wish, so let it be▪ Then Lepidus all friends in faith for me, So leaue I Rome to Pompey and my friends, Resolud to manage those our Asian warres, Frolike braue Souldiers wee must oote it now, Lucretius you shall bide the bunt me, Pompey farewell, and farewell Lepidu. Marke Anthony I leaue thee to thy books, study for Rome and scillas Royaltie. But by my sword I wrong this graybeards head, Goe sirra place it on the Capitoll: Aiust promotion fit for scillaes foe. Lordings farewell, come souldiers let vs goe. scilla farewell and happy be thy chaunce, VVhose warre both Rome and Romaines must a duaunce. My Lord the course of your vnstaied fate, Made weake through that your late vnhappie fight, VVithdrawes our wills that fine would worke your weale: For long experience and the change of times, The innocent suppressions of the iust In leaning to forsaken mens reliefe, Doth make vs feare lest our vnhappie towne, should perish through the angrie Romaines sword. Lords of Minturnum when I shapd my course, To flie the danger of pursuing death, I left my friends, and all alone attaind (In hope of succors) to this little towne, Relying on your curtesies and truth. VVhat foolish feare doth then amaze you thus? O Marius, thou thy self, thy sonne, thy friends, Are banished and exiles out of Rome, Proclaimd for traitors, rest of your estates, Adiudgde to death with certaine warrantize. should then so small a towne my Lord as this, Hazard their fortunes to supplie your wants?