Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Wounds of Civil War, or Marius and Scilla · chunk 23 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 0.83 · 531 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.

Now see I Senators, the thought, the care, The virtuous zeal that leads your toward minds, To love your friends and watch your common good: And now established Consul in this place, Old Marius will foresee advenient harms: Sulla the scourge of Asia as we hear Is priest to enter Italie with sword, He comes in pomp to triumph here in Rome, But Senators you know the wavering wills, Of foolish men I mean the common sort, Who through report of innovations, Or flattering humours of well tempered tongues, Will change and draw a second mischief on: I like your care, and will myself apply To aim and level at my country's weal. To intercept these errors by advice, My son young Marius, Cethegus and my friends, Shall to Preneste to prevent and stop The speedy purpose of our forward foe. meanwhile ourselves will fortify this town, This beauty of the world, this maiden town, Where streaming Tibris with a pleasant tide, Leads out the stately buildings of the world. Marius my hope, my son, you know your charge, Take those Iberian legions in your train, And we will spare some Cymbrians to your use, Remember thou art Marius' son, and dream On nought but honour and a happy death. I go my Lord in hope to make the world Report my service, and my duty too, And that proud challenger of Asia, Shall find that Marius' son hath force and wit. Go thou as fortunate as Greeks to Troy As glorious as Alcides in thy toils, As happy as Sertorius in thy fight, As valiant as Achilles in thy might. Go glorious, valiant, happy, fortunate, As all those Greeks and him of Roman state. Traitors why drag you thus a PRINCE's wife, As if that beauty were a thrall to fate. Are Romans grown more barbarous than Greeks, That hale more greater than Cassandra now? The Macedonian Monarch was more kind, That honoured and relieved in warlike camp Darius' mother, daughters and his wife, But you unkind to Roman Ladies now, Perhaps as constant as the Asian Queens, For they subdued had friendship in disgrace, Where we unconquered live in woeful case. What plaintiff Physnomy presents that Lady there? Why soldiers, make you prisoners here in Rome? Dread Consuls, we have found Cornelia here, And Sulla's daughter posting out of town. Ladies of worth, both beautiful and wise, But here allied unto my greatest foe: Yet Marius' mind that never meant disgrace, More likes their courage than their comely face. Are you Cornelia madam, Sulla's wife? I am Cornelia Sulla's wife: what there? And is this Fulvia Sulla's daughter too? And this is Fulvia Sulla's daughter too. Two welcome guests in whom the majesty of my conceit and courage must consist: What think you Senators and countrymen? See here are two the fairest stars of Rome, The dearest dainties of my warlike foe, Whose lives upon your censures do consist. Dread Consul the continuance of their lives, Shall egg on Sulla to a greater haste. And in bereaving of their vital breath, Your grace shall force more fury from your foe: Of these extremes we leave the choice to you.
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PlayThe Wounds of Civil War, or Marius and Scilla
AuthorLodge, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1594
First performance / composition (Annals)1588 [1586-1591]
First performance (BritDrama)1588 [1587-1588]
Company (BritDrama)Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 235 · TCP A06184 · DEEP 188
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1411–1482 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 38 in this edition
Length531 words · 706 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T2 — Roman politics: senate, consuls and civil war cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.826 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T1 · seed 44: T2 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now see I Senators, the thought, the care, The vertuous zeale that leads your toward mindes, To loue your frends and watch your common good: And now establisht Consull in this place, Old Marius will foresee aduenient harmes: Scilla the scourge of Asia as we heare Is prest to enter Italie with sword, He comes in pompe to triumph here in Rome, But Senators you know the wauering wills, Of foolish men I meane the common sort, VVho through report of innouatios, Or flattering humors of well tempred tongues, VVill change and draw a second mischiefe on: I like your care, and will my selfe apply To aime and leuell at my countries weale. To intercept these errors by aduice, My sonne yong Marius, Cethegus and my frends, Shall to Preneste to preuent and stop The speedie purpose of our forward foe. Meane while ourselues will fortifie this towne, This beautie of the world, this maiden towne, VVhere streaming Tybris with a pleasant tyde, Leads out the stately buildings of the world. Marius my hope, my sonne, you know your charge, Take those Iberian legions in your traine, And we will spare some Cymbrians to your vse, Remember thou art Marius sonne, and dreame On nought but honor and a happie death. I go my Lord in hope to make the world Report my seruice, and my dutie too, And that proud challenger of Asia, Shall finde that Marius sonne hath force and wit. Goe thou as fortunate as Greekes to Troy As glorious as Alcides in thy toiles, As happie as Sertorius in thy fight, As valiant as A chilles in thy might. Go glorious, valiant, happie, fortunate, As all those Greekes and him of Romane state. Traitors why drag you thus a Princes wife, As if that beautie were a thrall to fate. Are Romanes growen more barbarous than Greekes, That hale more greater than Cassandra now? The Macedonian Monarch was more kinde, That honored and relieud in warlike campe Darius mother, daughters and his wife, But you vnkinde to Romae Ladies now, Perhaps as constant as the Asian Queenes, For they subdude had frendship in disgrace, VVhere we vnconquered liue in wofull case. VVhat plaintiffe pleas presents that Ladie there VVhy souldiers, make you prisners here in Rome? Dread Consulls, we haue found Cornelia here, And Scillas daughter posting out of towne. Ladies of worth, both beautifull and wise, But ere allied vnto my greatest foe: Yet Marius minde that neuer ment disgrace, More likes their courage than their cmely face. Are you Cornelia Madame, Scillas wife? I am Cornelia Scillas wife: what ther? And is this Fuluia Scillas daughter too▪ And this is Fuluia Scillas daughter too. Two welcome guests in whom the maiestie of my conceit and courage must consist: VVhat thinke you Senators and countrimen? See here are two the fairest starres of Rome, The deerest dainties of my warlike foe, VVhose liues vpon your censures do consist. Dread Consull the continuance of their liues, Shall egge on Scilla to a greater hast. And in bereauing of their vitall breath, Your grace shall force more furie from your foe: Of these extreames we leaue the choice to you.