Thyestes (Seneca's Second Tragedy) · chunk 11 of 24
Heywood, Jasper / Seneca, Lucius Annaeus · published 1560 · first performed or written 1560 (Annals) tragedy T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil typicality 0.82 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T40: brother, death, life, die, heaven, sin, live, father, blood, soul.
I follow you. I lead you not. god turn it to the best, That well devised is for good, pass forth with cheerful pace. Entrapped in train the beast is taught and in the snare doth fall: Both him, and eke of ha●…d sto●… with him the offspring all, About the father's side I ●…e: and now in safety stands And surest ground my wrathful hate: now comes into my han●… At length Thyestes: ye he comes and all at ones to me. I scant refrain myself, and scant may anger bridled be. So when the bloodhound seeks the beast, by step and quick of scent Draws in the leame, and pace by pace to wind the ways he went, With nose to soil doth hunt, while he the boar aloof hath found far of by sent, he yet refrains and wanders through the grounds With silent mouth: but when at hand he once perceives the pray, With all the strength he hath he strives, with voice and calls away His lyng●…ing master, and from him by force out breaketh he. When Ire doth hope the present blood, it may not hidden be. Yet let it hidden be. behold, with ugly hear to sight How irksomely defourmde with filth his foulest face is dight, How loathsome lies his beard unkempt: but let us friendship feign. To see my brother me delightꝭ: give now to me again Embracing long desired for: what ever strife there was Before this time between us twain, forget and let it pass: From this day forth let brothers love, let blood, and law of kind Regarded be, let all debate be slaked in either's mind. I could excuse myself, except thou wert as now thou art. But Atreus) now I grant, the fault 〈◊〉 mine in ●…uery part: And I offended have in all. my cause the worse to be, Your this days kindness makes: in deed a guilty wight 〈◊〉 he, That would so good a brother hurt as you, in any whit. But now with tears I must entreat, and first I me submit. These hands that at thy feet do lie, do thee beseech and pray, That ire an●… hate be laid aside, and from thy bosom may Be scraped out: and clear forgot. for pledges take thou these O brother dear, these guiltless babes. thy hands yet from my knees Remove, and rather me to take in arms, upon me fall. And ye o aids of elders age, ye little infantis all. Me clip and coll ●…bout the neck: this fowl ●…yre forsake, And spare mine eyes that pity it, and fresher vesture take Like mine to see. and you with joy, the half of empery Dear brother take: the greater praise shall come to me thereby, Our father's seat to yield to you, and brother to relieve. To have a kingdom is but chance, but virtue it to give.
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I followe you. I leade you not. god turne it to the best, That well deuysed is for good, passe foorth with cherefull pace. ENtrapt in trayne the beast is taught and in the snare dothe fall: Bothe him, and eke of had sto with him the ofspryng all, About the fathers syde I e: and now in safetie stands And surest ground my wrathfull hate: nowe comes into my han At length Thyestes: ye he comes and all at ones to me. I scant refrayne my selfe, and scant may anger brydled be. So when the bloodhounde seekes the beast, by steppe and quycke of sent Drawes in the leame, and pace by pace to wynde the wayes he went, With nose to soyle dothe hunt, while he the boare aloofe hath founde Farre of by sent, he yet refraynes and wanders through the grounds With sylent mouth: but when at hand he once perceiues the praye, With al the strength he hath he striues, with voyce and calls awaye His lynging maister, and from him by force out breaketh he. When Ire dothe hope the present blood, it may not hydden be. Yet let it hydden be. beholde, with vglye heare to syght How yrkesomely defourmde with fylthe his fowlest face is dyght, How lothsome lyes his bearde vnkempt: but let vs frendship fayne. To see my brother me delightꝭ: geue now to me agayne Embrasyng long desyred for: what euer stryfe there was Before this time betwene vs twayne, forget and let it pas: Fro this daie foorth let brothers loue, let blood, and lawe of kynde Regarded be, let all debate be slakte in eythers mynde. I coulde excuse my selfe, except thou werte as now thou arte. But Atreus) now I graunte, the faute myne in uery parte: And I offended haue in all. my cause the worse to bee, Your this daies kindnes makes: in deede a gyltie wight hee, That wolde so good a brother hurt as you, in any whyt. But nowe with teares I must entreate, and fyrst I me submit. These hands that at thy feete doe lye, doe thee beseeche and praye, That yre an hate be layde asyde, and from thy bosome maye Be scraped out: and cleere forgot. for pledges take thou theese O brother deere, these gyltles babes. thy hands yet from my kneese Remoue, and rather me to take in armes, vppon me fall. And ye o aydes of elders age, ye lyttle infantꝭ all. Me clyppe and colle bout the necke: this fowle yre forsake, And spare myne eyes that pitie it, and fresher vesture take Lyke myne to see. and you with ioye, the halfe of emperie Deere brother take: the greater prayse shall come to me therby, Our fathers seate to yelde to you, and brother to releeue. To haue a kyngdome is but chaunce, but vertue it to geeue.