Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher · published 1604 · first performed or written 1592 [1592-1593] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.71 · 476 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
having now, my good Mephastophilis, passed with delight the stately town of Trier, environed round with airy mountain tops, With walls of flint, and deep entrenched lakes, Not to be won by any conquering prince, From Paris next coasting the Realm of France, We saw the river Main fall into Rhine, whose banks are set with groves of fruitful vines. Then up to Naples, rich Campania, Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye, The streets straight forth, and paved with finest brick, Quarters the town in four equivalence. There saw we learned Maro's golden tomb, The way he cut an English mile in length, through a rock of stone in one night's space. From thence to Venice, Padua and the rest, In midst of which a sumptuous Temple stands, That threats the stars with her aspiring top. Thus hitherto hath Faustus spent his time, But tell me now, what resting place is this? Hast thou as erst I did command, Conducted me within the walls of Rome? Faustus I have, and because we will not be unprovided, I have taken up his holiness privy chamber for our use. I hope his holiness will bid us welcome. Tut, 'tis no matter man, we'll be bold with his good cheer, And now my Faustus, that thou mayst perceive What Rome containeth to delight thee with, Know that this City stands upon seven hills That underprops the groundwork of the same, Over the which four stately bridges lean, That makes safe passage to each part of Rome. Upon the bridge called Ponto Angelo, Erected is a Castle passing strong, Within whose walls such store of ordnance are, And double Canons, framed of carved brass, As match the days within one complete year, Besides the gates and high pyramids, Which Iulius Caesar brought from Africa. Now by the kingdoms of infernal rule, Of Styx, Acheron, and the fiery lake Of ever burning Phlegeton I swear, That I do long to see the monuments And situation of bright splendent Rome, Come therefore let's away. Nay Faustus stay, I know you'd fain see the Pope, And take some part of holy Peter's feast, Where thou shalt see a troop of baldpate Friars, Whose summum bonum is in belly-cheer. Well, I am content, to compass then some sport, And by their folly make us merriment, Then charm me that I may be invisible, to do what I please unseen of any whilst I stay in Rome. So Faustus, now do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be discerned. My Lord of Lorraine, wilt please you draw near. Fall too, and the devil choke you and you spare. How now, whose's that which spoke? friars look about. here's nobody, if it like your Holiness. My Lord, here is a dainty dish was sent me from the Bishop of Milan. I thank you sir.
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Haing now, my good Mephastophilus, Past with delight the stately towne of Trier, Inuirond round with ayrie mountaine tops, With walles of flint, and déepe intrenched lakes, Not to be wonne by any conquering prince, From Paris next coasting the Realme of France, Wée sawe the riuer Maine fall into Rhine, UUhose bankes are set with groues of fruitful vines. Then vp to Naples, rich Campania, Whose buildings faire and gorgeous to the eye, The stréetes straight forth, and pau'd with inest bricke, Quarters the towne in foure equiuolence. There sawe we learned Maroes golden tombe, The way he cut an English in length, Thorough a rocke of stone in one nights space. From thece to Venice, Padna▪ and the rest, In midst of which a sumptuous Temple stands, That threats the starres with her aspiring toppe. Thus hitherto hath Faustus spent his time, But tll me now, what restng place is this? Hast thou as rst I did commaund, Conducted me within the walles of Rome? Faustus I haue, and because we wil not be vnprouided, I haue taken vp his holinesse priuy chamber for our vse. I hope his holiesse will bid vs welcome. Tut, tis no matter man, wéele be bold with his good cheare, And now my Faustus, that thou maist perceiue What Rome containeth to delight thée with, Know that this Citie stands vpon seuen hilles That vnderprops the groundwore of the same, Ouer the which foure staely bridges leane, That makes safe passage to each part of Rome. Upon the bridge call'd Ponto Angelo, Erected is a Castle passing strong, Within whose walles such store of ordonance are, And double Canons, fram'd of carued brasse, As match the dayes within one compleate yeare, Besides the gates and high piramides, Which Iulius Caesar brought from Affrica. Now by the kingdomes of infernall rule, Of Styx, Acheron▪ and the fiery lake Of eur burning Plegon I sweare, That I do long to sée the monuments And scituation o bright splendant Rome, Come therefore lets away. Nay Faustus stay, I know yod faine sée the Pope, And take some part of holy Peters feast, Where thou shalt see a troupe of bald-pate Friers, Whose summum bonum is in belly-cheare. Well, I am content, to compasse then some sport, And by their folly make vs merriment, Then charme me that I may be inuisible, to do what I please vnseene of any whilst I stay in Rome. So Faustus, now do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be discerned. My Lord of Lorraine, wilt please you draw neare. Fall too, and the diuel choake you and you spare. Hw now, whose that which spake? Friers looke about. Héere's no body, if it like your Holynesse. My Lord, here is a daintie dish was sent me from the Bishop of Mallaine. I thanke you sir.