The Love of King David and Fair Bathsheba · chunk 8 of 30
Peele, George · published 1599 · first performed or written 1594 [1593-1594] (Annals) biblical play; history · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?) T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.72 · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
This hath dot God, and Ioabs prowess done, Without Urias' valours, I am sure, Who since his true conversion from a Hittite, To an adopted son of Israel, Hath sought like one whose arms were lift by heaven, And whose bright sword was edged with Israel's wrath: Go therefore home Urias, take thy rest, Visit thy wife and household with the joys A victor and a favourite of the Kings Should exercise with honour after arms. Thy servants bones are yet not half so crazed, Nor constitute on such a sickly mould, That for so little service he should feign, And seek (as cowards) refuge of his home: Not are his thoughts so sensually stirred, To stay the arms with which the lord would smite And fill their circle with his conquered foes, For wanton bosom of a flattering wife. Urias hath a beauteous sober wife, Yet young, and framed of tempting flesh and blood, Then when the King hath summoned thee from arms, If thou unkindly shouldst refrain her bed, Sin might be laid upon Urias' soul, If Bethsabe by frailty hurt her fame: Then go Urias, folly in her love, Whom God hath knit to thee, tremble to lose. The King is much too tender of my ease, The ark, and Israel, and Iuda dwell In palaces, and rich pavilions, But Ioab and his brother in the fields, Suffering the wrath of Winter and the Sun: And shall Urias (of more shame than they) Banquet and loiter, in the work of heaven? As sure as thy soul doth live my lord, Mine ears shall never lean to such delight, When holy labour calls me forth to fight. Then be it with Urias' manly heart, As best his fame may shine in Israel. Thus shall Urias heart be best content, Till thou dismiss me back to Ioabs hands, This ground before the king my master's doors, Shall be my couch, and this unwearied arm, The proper pillow of a soldiers head, For never will I lodge within my house, Till Ioab triumph in my secret vows. Then fetch some flagons of our purest Wine, That we may welcome home our hardy friend, With full carouses to his fortunes past, And to the honours of his future arms, Then will I send him back to Rabath siege, And follow with the strength of Israel. Arise Urias, come and pledge the King. If David think me worthy such a grace, I will be bold, and pledge my lord the king. Absolon and Cusay both shall drink To good Urias, and his happiness. We will my lord to please Urias' soul. I will begin Urias to thyself, And all the treasure of the Ammonites, Which here I promise to impart to thee, And bind that promise with a full carouse. What seemeth pleasant in my sovereign's eyes, That shall Urias do till he be dead Fill him the cup, follow ye lords that love Your sovereign's health, and do as he hath done.
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This hath dot God, and Ioabs prowesse done, Without Vrias valours, I am sure, Who since his true conuersion from a Hethite, To an adopted sonne of Israel, Hath sought like one whose armes were lift by heauen, And whose bright sword was edgd with Israels wrath: Goe therefore home Vrias, take thy rest, Visit thy wife and houshold with the ioies A victor and a fauorite of the Kings Should exercise with honor after armes. Thy seruants bones are yet not halfe so crade, Nor constitute on such a sickly mould, That for so little seruice he should faine, And seeke (as cowards) refuge of his home: Not are his thoughts so sensually stird, To stay the armes with which the lord would smite And fill circle with his conquered foes, For wanton bosome of a flattering wife. Vrias hath a beauteous sober wife, Yet yong, and framd of tempting flesh and bloud, Then when the King hath summond thee from armes, If thou vnkindly shouldst refraine her bed, Sinne might be laid vpon Vrias soule, If Bethsabe by frailtie hurt her fame: Then goe Vrias, in her loue, Whom God hath knit to thee, tremble to lose. The King is much too tender of my ease, The arke, and Israel, and Iuda dwell In pallaces, and rich pauillions, But Ioab and his brother in the fields, Suffering the wrath of Winter and the Sun: And shall Vrias (of more shame then they) Banquet and loiter, in the worke of heauen? As sure as thy soule doth liue my lord, Mine eares shall neuer leane to such delight, When holy labour cals me forth to fight. Then be it with Vrias manly heart, As best his fame may shine in Israel. Thus shall Vrias heart be best content, Till thou dismisse me backe to Ioabs hands, This ground before the king my masters dores, Shall be my couch, and this vnwearied arme, The proper pillow of a souldiours head, For neuer will I lodge within my house, Till Ioab triumph in my secret vowes. Then fetch some flagons of our purest Wine, That we may welcome home our hardie friend, With full carouses to his fortunes past, And to the honours of his future armes, Then will I send him backe to Rabath siege, And follow with the strength of Israel. Arise Vrias, come and pledge the King. If Dauid thinke me worthy such a grace, I will be bold, and pledge my lord the king. Absolon and Cusay both shall drinke To good Vrias, and his happinesse. We will my lord to please Vrias soule. I will begin Vrias to thy selfe, And all the treasure of the Ammonites, Which here I promise to impart to thee, And bind that promise with a full carous. What seemeth pleasant in my souereines eyes, That shall Vrias doe till he be dead Fill him the cup, follow ye lords that loue Your souereines health, and doe as he hath done.