Thyestes (Seneca's Second Tragedy) · chunk 9 of 24
Heywood, Jasper / Seneca, Lucius Annaeus · published 1560 · first performed or written 1560 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
MY country bowers so long wysht for, and Argos riches all, Chief good that unto banysh●… me●…, and misers may b●…ll, The touch of soil where borne I was, and god of natyu●… land, (If god they be,) and sacred towr●… I see of 〈◊〉 h●…nde: That represent then all man's work, a greater majesty. Renowned stades to my youth, where noble sometime I Have not so seld as onse, the palm●… in father's chariot won. All Argos now to meet with me, and people fast will run: But A●…eus to. yet rather lead in woods again thy flight, And bushes thick, and hid among the brutish beasts from sight, Like life to theirs: where splendent pomp of court and princely pride, May not with flattering fulgent face, allure thine eyes aside. With whom the kingdom given is, behold, and well regard, Bese●… but late with such mishaps, as all men count full hard, I stout and joyful was: but now again thus into fear I am returned. my mind mysdontes, and backward seeks to bear My body hens: and forth I draw my pace against my will. With slothful step (what 〈◊〉 this?) my father standeth still, And turns his face and holds himself, in doubt what thing to do. What thing (my mind) consyderst thou? or else so long whert●… dost thou so easy counsel wrest? wilt thou to things unsure Thy brother and the kingdom trust? fearest thou those ils tendure Now overcome, and mield●… made? and travails dooste thou flee That well were placed? it the ●…yles, a miser now to be. Turn hens thy pace while leeful is, and keep thee from his hand. What cause the drives (o father dear) thus from thy native land, Now seen to shrink? what makes thee thu●… from things so good at last Withdraw thyself? thy brother comes whose ●…res be overpast, And halfe the kingdom gives, and of the house ●…ylacerate, Repairs the parts: and thee restores again to former state. The cause of fear that I know not, thou dost require to hear. I see nothing that makes me dread, and yet I greatly fear. I would go on, but yet my lymmꝭ with we●…y leggis do slack: And other way than I would pass, I am withholden back. So oft the ship that driven is with wind and eke with ore, The swelling surge resisting both, beats back upon the shore. Yet overcome what ever stays, and thus doth let your mind, And see what are at your return, prepared for you to find. You may o father reign. I may but then when die I mought. ●…heefe thing is power. nought worth at all, if thou desire it nought. You shall it to your children leave. the kingdom takes not twain. Who may be happy, rather would he miser yet remain?
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MY countrey bowres so long wysht for, and Argos rytches all, Cheefe good that vnto banysh me, and mysers maie bll, The touche of soyle where borne I was, and goddꝭ of natyu lande, (If goddꝭ they be,) and sacred towr I see of hnde: That represent then all mans woorke, a greater maiestie. Renowned stadies to my youth, where noble sometyme I Haue not so seelde as onse, the palm in fathers charyot woon. All Argos now to meete with me, and people fast will roon: But Aeus to. yet rather leade in woods agayne thy flight, And bushes thicke, and hyd among the brutyshe beastes from sight, Lyke lyfe to theyrs: where splendent pompe of court and princely pryde, May not with flattryng fulgent face, allure thine eyes asyde. With whom the kyngdome geuen is, beholde, and well regarde, Bese but late with suche mishaps, as all men counte full harde, I stoute and ioyfull was: but now agayne thus into feare I am returnde. my mynde mysdontes, and backeward seekes to beare My bodye hens: and forthe I drawe my pase agaynst my wyll. With slouthfull steppe (what this?) my father standeth still, And turnes his face and holdes him selfe, in doute what thyng to do. What thyng (my mynde) consyderst thou? or els so long whert Dooste thou so easy counsayle wrest? wylt thou to thynges vnsure Thy brother and the kyngdome trust? fearst thou those ils tendure Now ouercome, and mield made? and trauayls dooste thou flee That well were plaste? it the yles, a myser now to bee. Turne hens thy pace while leefull is, and keepe thee from his hande. What cause the dryues (o father deere) thus from thy natiue lande, Now seene to shrynke? what makes thee thu from thyngs so good at last Withdrawe thy selfe? thy brother comes whose res be ouerpast, And halfe the kyngdome geues, and of the house ylacerate, Repayres the partes: and thee restores agayne to former state. The cause of feare that I know not, thou dooste requyre to heare. I see nothyng that makes me dread, and yet I greatly feare. I woulde goe on, but yet my lymmꝭ with wey leggꝭ doe slacke: And other waie then I woulde passe, I am withholden backe. So ofte the shippe that driuen is with winde and eke with ore, The swellyng surge resistyng bothe, beates backe vpon the shore. Yet ouercome what euer stayes, and thus doth let your mynde, And see what are at your returne, preparde for you to fynde. You may o father raigne. I maie but then when die I mought. heefe thing is powre. nought worth at all, if thou desyre it nought. You shall it to your children leaue. the kyngdome takes not twayne. Who maie be happie, rather wolde he myser yet remayne?