Thyestes (Seneca's Second Tragedy) · chunk 17 of 24
Heywood, Jasper / Seneca, Lucius Annaeus · published 1560 · first performed or written 1560 (Annals) tragedy T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses typicality 0.72 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.
Which way O prince of lands and gods on high, at whose uprise eftsoons of shadowde night All beauty fleeth, which way turnst thou awry? and drawste the day in midst of heaven to flight? Why dost thou (Phoebus) hide from us thy sight? not yet the watch that later hour bryng●… in, Doth ●…esper warn the stars to kindle light. not yet doth turn of Hesper's wheel begin To lose thy char his well deserved way. the Trumpet third not yet hath blown his blast While toward the night begins to ●…elde the day. great wonder hath of sudden suppers haste The ploughman, yet whose oxen are untierde. from wonted course of heaven what draws thee back? What causes have from certain race conspi●…de to turn thy horse? do yet from dungeon black Of hollow Hell, the conquered Giants prove a 〈◊〉 assault? doth Tityus yet assay With trenched heart and wounded womb to move the former ires? or from the hill away Hath now Typheous wound his side by might? is up to heaven the way ●…rected high Of phlegrey ●…oes by mountains set upright? and now doth Ossa Pelion overly? The wonted turns are gone of day and night. the rise of sun, nor fall shallbe no more. Aurora dewysh mother of the light that wonts to send the horses out before, Doth wonder much again returned to see her dawning light: she wottꝭ not how to ease The weary wheels, nor manes that smoking be of horse with sweat, to bathe amid the seas. Himself unwonted there to lodge likewise, doth setting Sun again the morning see, And now commands the darkness up to rise, before the night to come prepared be. About the pole yet glowthe no fire in sight: nor light of Moon the shades doth comfort yet. What so it be, God grant it be the night. our hartis do quake with fear oppressed great, And dreadful are lest heaven and earth and all with ●…atall ruin shaken shall decay: And lest on gods again, and men shall fall disfigured 〈◊〉: and the land away The ●…eas, and ●…yres, and of the glorious 〈◊〉 the wandering lamps, lest nature yet shall hide. Now shall no more with blaze of his uprise, the lord of stars that leads the world so wide, Of Summer both and winter give the marks. nor yet the Moon with 〈◊〉 ●…ames that burns, Shall take from us by night the dreadful carks, with swifter course or pass her brother's turns, While compass less she setts in crooked race: the Gods on heaps shall out of order fall And each with other mingled be in place. the wr●…ed way of holy planets all, With path a slope that doth divide the Zones, that bears the signs and years in course doth bryns, Shall see the stars with him fall down at ones. and he that first not yet with gentle spring,
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WHiche way O prince of lands and godds on hie, at whose vprise eftsones of shadowde night All bewtie fleethe, which way turnst thou awrie? and drawste y• day in midst of heauen to flight? Why dooste thou (Phebus) hide from vs thy sight? not yet the watche that later howre bryng in, Dothe esper warne the starrs to kindle light. not yet dothe turne of Hespers wheele begin To loase thy chare his well deserued way. the Trumpet thirde not yet hath blowen his blaste While towarde the night begins to elde the day. great woonder hath of sodayne suppers haste The Ploweman, yet whose oxen are vntierde. from woonted course of heauen what drawes thee backe? What causes haue from certaine race conspide to turne thy horse? do yet from dongeon blacke Of hollowe Hell, the conquerde Gyants proue a assaute? dothe Tityus yet assay With trenched hart and wounded wombe to moue the former yres? or from the hill away Hath now Typhoeus wounde his syde by might? is vp to heauen the way rected hie Of phlegrey oes by mountaynes set vpright? and now dothe Ossa Pelion ouerlie? The woonted turnes are gone of day and night. the rise of sun, nor fall shalbe no more. Aurora dewysh mother of the light that woonts to sende the horses out before, Dothe wonder muche agayne returnde to see her dawnyng light: she wottꝭ not how to ease The wery wheeles, nor manes that smokyng bee of horse with sweate, to bathe amyd the seas. Him selfe vnwoonted there to lodge lykewyse, dothe settyng Sun againe the mornyng see, And now commaundes the darknes vp to ryse, before the night to come prepared bee. About the poale yet glowthe no fyre in sight: nor light of Moone the shades dothe comfort yet. What so it be, God graunt it be the night. our hartꝭ dooe quake with feare oppressed gret, And dredfull are least heauen and erthe and all with atall ruine shaken shall decay: And least on gods agayne, and men shall fall disfigurde : and the land away The eas, and yres, and of the glorious the wandryng lampes, least nature yet shall hide. Now shall no more with blase of his vprise, the lorde of starres that leades the worlde so wide, Of Sommer bothe and winter gyue the markes. nor yet the Moone with ames that burnes, Shall take from vs by night the dredfull carkes, with swyfter course or passe her brothers turnes, While compasse lesse she fetts in crooked race: the Gods on heapes shall out of order fall And eche with other myngled be in place. the wred way of holly planetts all, With pathe a sloape that dothe deuide the Zones, that beares the sygnes and yeares in course dothe bryns, Shall see the starres with him fall downe at ones. and he that fyrst not yet with gentle spryng,