Thyestes (Seneca's Second Tragedy) · chunk 10 of 24
Heywood, Jasper / Seneca, Lucius Annaeus · published 1581 · first performed or written 1560 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 499 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.
Believe me well, with titles false the great things us delight: And heavy haps in vain are feared. while high I stood in sight, I never stinted then to quake, and self same sword to fear, That hanged by mine own side was. Oh how great good it were, With none to strive, but careless food to eat and rest to know? The greater guilts they enter not in cottage set allow. And safer food is fed upon, at narrow board always, While drunk in gold the poison is by proof well taught I say, That evil haps before the good to love it likes my will. Of haughty house that stands aloft in tickle top of hill, And sways aside, the city low need never be affright: Nor in the top of roof above, there shines no Ivory bright, Nor watchman none defends my sleeps by night, or guards my rest: With fleet I fish not, nor the sees I have not backward priest, Nor turned to flight with builded wall: nor wicked belly I With taxes of the people fed: nor parcel none doth lie, Of ground of mine beyond the Getes: and Parthians far about: Nor worshipped with frankincense I am, nor (Ioue shut out) My Altars decked are: nor none in top of house doth stand In garden trees, nor kindled yet with help of each man's hand, The baths do smoke: nor yet are days in slothful slumbers led, Nor nights passed forth in watch and wine, without the rest of bed. we nothing fear, the house is safe without the hidden knife, And poor estate the sweetness feels, of test and quiet life. Great kingdom is to be content, without the same to live. Yet should it not refused be, if God the kingdom give. Not yet desired it ought to be. your brother bids you rain. Bids he? the more is to be feared: there lurketh there some train. From whence it fell, yet piety is wont to turn at length: And love unfeigned, repairs again his erst omitted strength. Doth Atreus then his brother love? each Ursa first on his. The Seas shall wash and swelling surge of Seas of Sicily Shall rest and all assuaged be: and corn to ripeness grow In bottom of Ionian seas, and darkest night shall show And spread the light about the soil: the waters with the fire, The life with death, the wind with seas, shall friendship first require, And be at league. of what deceit are you so dreadful here? Of every one: what end at length might I provide of fear? In all he can he hateth me. to you what hurt can he? As for myself I nothing dread you little Babes make me Afraid of him. dread, ye to be beguiled when caught ye are: To late it is to shoes the traytie in middle of the snare. But go we on this (father) is to you my last request.
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Beleue me well, with titles falſe the great thinges vs delight: And heauy haps in vayne are fearde. while high I ſtoode in ſight, I neuer ſtinted then to quake, and ſelfe ſame ſworde to feare, That hanged by myne owne ſide was. Oh how great good it were, With none to ſtriue, but careles foode to cate and reſt to knowe? The greater gyltes they enter not in cotage ſet alowe. And ſafer foode is fed vpon, at narrowe boorde alway, While drunke in golde the poyſon is by proofe well taught I ſay, That euill haps before the good to loue it likes my will. Of haughty houſe that ſiandes aloft in tickle top of hyll, And ſwayes aſyde, the cyty lowe neede neuer be affright: Nor in the top of roofe aboue, there ſhynes no Iuery bright, Nor watchman noue defendes my ſleepes by night, or gardes my reſt: With fleete I fiſhe not, nor the ſees I haue not backwarde preſt, Nor turn'de to flight with builded wall: nor wicked belly I With taxes of the people fed: nor parcell none doth lie, Of ground of myne beyonde the Getes: and Parthians farre about: Nor worſhiped with frankinſence I am, nor (Ioue ſhet out) My Aulters decked are: nor none in top of houſe doth ſtande In garden treeſe, nor kindled yet with helpe of eche mans hande, The bathes doe ſmoake: nor yet are dayes in ſlouthfull ſiumbers led, Nor nightes paſt forth in watche and wyne, without the reſt of bed. Wee nothing feare, the houſe is ſafe without the hidden knyfe, And poore eſtate the ſweetenes feeles, of teſt and quiet lyfe. Greate kindome is to be content, without the ſame to lyue. Yet ſhould it not refuſed be, if God the kingdome giue. Not yet deſierd it ought to be. your brother byds you rayne. Bids he? the more is to be fearde: there lurketh there ſome trayne. From whence it fell, yet piety is woont to turne at length: And loue vnfaynde, repayres agayne his erſt omitted ſtrength. Doth Atreus then his brother loue? eche Vrſa fyrſt on hys. The Seas ſhall waſhe and ſwelling ſurge of Seas of Sicylye Shall reſt and all aſſwaged be: and corne to rypenes growe In bottawe of Ionian ſeas, and barkeſt night ſhall ſhowe And ſpreade the light about the ſoyle: the waters with the fyre, The lyfe with death, the wynde with ſeas, ſhall friendſhip firſt requyre, And be at league. of what deceipte are you ſo dreadfull here? Of euerychone: what ende at length might I prouide of feare? In all he can he hateth me. to you what hurt can he? As for my ſelfe I nothing dread you litle Babes make mee Afrayde of him. dread, yee to be deguilde when caught yee are: To late it is to ſhoon the traytie in middle of the ſnare. But goe we on this (father) is to you my laſt requeſt.