Daniel, Samuel · published 1599 · first performed or written 1593 [revised 1607] (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T54 Antony and Cleopatra: love, death and mo · 497 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T54: antony, caesar, anthony, cleopatra, antonius, love, death, die, heart, breast.
Rise Queen, none but thyself cause of all. And yet, would all were but thine own alone: That others ruin had not with thy fall Brought Rome her sorrows, to my triumphs moon. For breaking off the league of love and blood, Thou makest my winning joy a gain unpleasing: Sith th'eye of grief must look into our good, Thorough the horror of our own blood shedding. And all, we must attribute unto thee. To me? Caesar, what should a woman do Oppressed with greatness? what was it for me To contradict my Lord, being bend thereto? I was by love, by fear, by weakness, made An instrument to such designs as these. For when the Lord of all the Orient bade, Who but obeyed? who was not glad to please? And how could I withdraw my succouring hand From him that had my heart, and what was mine? The interest of my faith in straightest band, My love to his most firmly did combine. Love? alas no, it was th'innated hatred That thou and thine haste ever born our people: That made thee seek all means to have us scattered, To disunite our strength and make us feeble. And therefore did that breast nurse our dissension, With hope t'exalt thyself, t'augment thy state: To pray upon the wrack of our contention, And (with the rest our foes,) to joy thereat. O Caesar, see how easy 'tis t'accuse Whom Fortune hath made faulty by their fall, The wretched conquered may not refuse The titles of reproach he's charged withal. The conquering cause hath right, wherein thou art, The vanquished, still is iud'g the worse part. Which part is mine, because Ilost my part. No lesser than the portion of a Crown. Enough for me, alas what needed art To gain by others, but to keep mine own? But here let weaker powers note what it is, To neighbour great Competitors too near, If we take part, we oft do perish thus, If neutral bide, both parties we must fear. Alas, what shall the forced partakers do, When following none, yet must they perish to? But Caesar, sith thy right and cause is such, Be not a heavy weight upon calamity: Depress not the afflicted overmuch, The chiefest glory is the Victor's lenity. Th'inheritance of mercy from him take, Of whom thou hast thy fortune and thy name: Great Caesar me a Queen at first did make, And let not Caesar now confound the same, Read here these lines which still I keep with me, The witness of his love and favours ever: And God forbidden this should be said of thee, That Caesar wronged the favoured of Caesar. For look what I have been to Antony, Think thou the same I might have been to thee. And here I do present thee with the note Of all the treasure, all the jewels rare That Egypt hath in many ages got; And look what Cleopatra hath, is there.
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Rise Queene, none but thy selfis cause of all. And yet, would all were but thine owne alone: That others ruine had not with thy fall Brought Rome her sorowes, to my triumphs mone. For breaking off the league of loue and blood, Thou mak'st my winning ioy a gain vnpleasing: Sith th'eye of griefe must looke into our good, Thorow the horror of our own blood shedding. And all, we must attribute vnto thee. To me? Caesar, what should a woman doe Opprest with greatnes? what was it for me To contradict my Lord, being bent thereto? I was by loue, by feare, by weakenes, made An instrument to such disseignes as these. For when the Lord of all the Orient bade, Who but obey'd? who was not glad to please? And how could I withdraw my succouring hand From him that had my heart, and what was mine? The intrest of my faith in streightest band, My loue to his most firmly did combine. Loue? alas no, it was th'innated hatred That thou and thine hast euer born our people: That made thee seeke all means to haue vs scattred, To disunite our strenght and make vs feeble. And therefore did that brest nurse our dissentiō, With hope t'exalt thy selfe, t'augment thy state: To pray vppon the wracke of our contention, And (with the rest our foes,) to ioy thereat. O Caesar, see how easie tis t'accuse Whom Fortune hath made faultie by their fall, The wretched conquered may not refuse The titles of reproch he's charg'd withall. The conquering cause hath right, wherein thou art, The vanquisht, still is iud'g the worser part. Which part is mine, because Ilost my part. No lesser then the portion of a Crowne. Enough for me, alas what needed arte To gaine by others, but to keepe mine owne? But here let weaker powers note what it is, To neighbour great Competitors too neere, If we take part, we oft do perish thus, If neutrall bide, both parties we must feare. Alas, what shall the forst partakers doe, When folowing none, yet must they perish to? But Caesar, sith thy right and cause is such, Be not a heauie weight vpon calamitie: Depresse not the afflicted ouer-much, The chiefest glorie is the Victors lenitie. Th'in heritance of mercie from him take, Of whom thou hast thy fortune and thy name: Great Caesar me a Queene at first did make, And let not Caesar now confound the same, Read here these lines which still I keep with me, The witnes of his loue and fauours euer: And God forbid this should be said of thee, That Caesar wrong'd the fauoured of Caesar. For looke what I haue beene to Antonie, Think thou the same I might haue been to thee. And here I do present thee with the note Of all the treasure, all the iewels rare That Egypt hath in many ages got; And looke what Cleopatra hath, is there.