The Wonder of Women, or Sophonisba · chunk 2 of 26
Marston, John · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T34: thebes, antigone, polynices, creon, eteocles, war, theban, gods, dear, country.
To Carthage, Carthage, O thou eternal youth Man of large fame great and abounding glory renownful Scipio, spread thy two-necked Eagles, Fill full thy sails with a revenging wind, Strike through obedient Neptune, till thy prows Dash up our Lybian ouse, and thy just arms Shine with amazeful terror on these walls, O now record thy Fathers honoured blood Which Carthage drunk, thy Uncle Publius' blood Which Carthage drunk, 30000. souls Of choice Italians Carthage set on wing: Remember Hannibal, yet Hannibal The consul-queller: O then enlarge thy heart Be thousand souls in one, let all the breath The spirit of thy name and nation be mixed strong In thy great heart: O fall like thunder shaft The winged vengeance of incensed Ioue Upon this Carthage: for Syphax here flies off From all allegiance, from all love or service His (now freed) sceptre once did yield this City Ye universal Gods, Light, Heat, and Air Prove all unblessing Syphax if his hands Once rear themselves for Carthage but to curse it. It had been better they had changed their faith, Denied their Gods, then slighted Syphax love So fearfully will I take vengeance. I'll interleague with Scipio. Vangue. Dear Ethiopian Negro, go wing a vessel And fly to Scipio. say his confederate Vowed and confirmed is Syphax: bid him haste To mix our palms and arms: will him make up Whilst we are in the strength of discontent Our unsuspected forces well in arms For Sophonisba, Carthage, Asdrubal Shall feel their weakness in preferring weakness And one less great than we, to our dear wishes Haste gentle Negro, that this heap may know strong Me, and their wrong: Wrong? ay, though 'twere not, yet know while Kings are What they'll but think and not what is, is wrong I am disgraced in, and by that which hath No reason, Love, and Woman, my revenge Shall therefore bear no argument of right Passion is Reason when it speaks from Might I tell thee, man, nor Kings, nor Gods exempt But they grow pale if once they find Contempt: haste. Watch at the dors: and till we be reposed Let no one enter: Zanthia undo me. With this motto under your girdle You had been undone if you had not been undone humblest service. I wonder Zanthia why the custom is To use such Ceremony such strict shape About us women: forsooth the Bride must steal Before her Lord to bed: and then delays Long expectations all against known wishes I hate these figures in locution These about phrases forced by ceremony We must still seem to fly what we most seek And hide ourselves from that we feign would find us Let those that think and speak and do just acts Know form can give no virtue to their acts Nor detract vice.
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To Carthage, Carthage, O thou eternall youth Man of large fame great and abounding glory Renounefull Scipio, spread thy too-necked Eagles, Fill full thy sailes with a reuenging wind, Strike through obedient Neptune, till thy prows Dash vp our Lybian ouse, and thy iust armes Shine with amazfull terror on these wals, O now record thy Fathers honord bloud Which Carthage drunke, thy Vncle Publius bloud Which Carthage drunke, 30000. soules Of choice Italians Carthage set on wing: Remember Hannibal, yet Hannibal The consul-queller: O then inlarge thy hart Be thousand soules in one, let all the breath The spirit of thy name and nation be mixt strong In thy great hart: O fall like thunder shaft The winged vengeance of incensed Ioue Vpon this Carthage: for Syphax here flies off From all allegeance, from all loue or seruice His (now freed) scepter once did yeeld this Cittie Yee vniuersall Gods, Light, Heate, and Ayre Proue all vnblessing Syphax if his hands Once reare them selues for Carthage but to curse it. It had beene better they had changd their faith, Denide their Gods, then sleighted Syphax loue So fearefully will I take vengeance. I'le interleague with Scipio. Vangue. Deere Ethiopian Negro, goe wing a vessell And fly to Scipio. say his confederate Vowd and confirmd is Syphax: bidd him hast To mix our palmes and armes: will him make vp Whilst we are in the strength of discontent Our vnsuspected forces well in armes For Sophonisba, Carthage, Asdruball Shall feele their weaknes in preferring weaknes And one lesse great then we, to our deere wishes Haste gentle Negro, that this heape may knowe stronge Me, and their wronge: Wronge? I, tho twere not, yet knowe while Kings are What thei'le but thinke and not what is, is wrong I am disgrac'd in, and by that which hath No reason, Loue, and Woman, my reuenge Shall therefore beare no argument of right Passion is Reason when it speakes from Might I tell thee, man, nor Kings, nor Gods exempt But they grow pale if once they find Contempt: haste. Watch at the dors: and till we be repos'd Let no one enter: Zanthia vndoe me. With this motto vnder your girdle You had bin vndone if you had not bin vndone humblest seruice. I wonder Zanthia why the custome is To vse such Ceremonie such strict shape About vs women: forsooth the Bride must steale Before her Lord to bed: and then delaies Long expectations all against knowne wishes I hate these figures in locution These about phrases forc'd by ceremonie We must still seeme to flie what we most seeke And hide our selues from that we faine would find vs Let those that thinke and speake and doe iust actes Know forme can giue no vertue to their actes Nor detract vice.