The Devil's Charter, or Pope Alexander the Sixth · chunk 35 of 45
Barnes, Barnabe · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T34: thebes, antigone, polynices, creon, eteocles, war, theban, gods, dear, country.
Do they not sleep? are they not yet asleep? Be not their senses yet locked up in sleep. Astor awake awake, awake Philippo. All safe and sure, oh this was but a dream, Their Genius hath foretold them of their end, And joyfully they do shake hands with death. Come out here now you Cleopatra's birds. Fed fat and plump with proud Egyptian slime, Of seven mouthed Nilus but now turned lean: Take your repast upon these Princely paps. Now Ptolemy's wife is highly magnified, Ensigning these fair princely twins their death, And you my lovely boys' competitors, With Cleopatra share in death and fate. Now Charon stays his boat upon the strand, And with a rugged for head full of wrath He thrusts a million from the shore of Styx, To give you waftage to the Elysian fields, I see their colours change and death sits heavy. On their fair foreheads with his leaden mace. My birds are glutted with this sacrifice. What now proud worms? how tastes you princes blood. The slaves be plump and round in to your nests, Is there no token of the serpent's draft, All clear and safe well now fair boys good-night. Bernardo, Bernardo, the feat is done, Use thy discretion as I did direct. 'tis done in deed alas they both be dead: Now must I follow my directions, Holla within there. What news Bernardo? Alas my Lord ill news, But that his Holiness is fast asleep, And this day stirred not from his bedchamber I would have brought him to this woeful sight: Prince Astor with Phillippo was at Tennis, And being overheated at their game, Drinking so suddenly upon that heat, With much sweet Wine did surfeit instantly, And here alas lie dead upon this bed. Alas it is a ruthful spectacle, Two princely boys of noble disposition, Endued with honourable gifts of virtue. Of gracious favour, wise, and liberal. Phaenza's hope: Bernardo bear them in, His Holiness will much bemoan their fate. My Lord, my Lord, I do not like of this. Peace man, no more do I, but bear with patience. It is suspicious but we may not talk, Come let us in, oh God! Oh God what times are these. After the bloody Duke Valentinoys Had conquered Furly, with the warlike Lady, By wily force he took in Capua, Then through insidious sleights and treacheries, He did surprise the state of Camerine, Where he captived Iulio di Varana, With his two sons all which he strangled, With semblable tyranny proud Caesar, On terms of trust meets with the Duke Gravina, And Vitellozzo with the prince of Fermo: Whom he betrayed at Sinigaglia, Bereaving them both of their states and lives, He conquereth Urbin; and with violence, Performeth strange and hideous outrages. By this time with his forces back to Rome, Caesar is marching; what betided there, Ends in the subject of this Tragedy.
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Doe they not sleepe? are they not yet a sleepe? Be not their sences yet lockt vp in sleepe. Astor awake awake, awake Philippo. All safe and sure, oh this was but a dreame, Their Genius hath fore told them of their end, And ioyfully they doe shake hands with death. Come out here now you Cleopatraes birds. Fed fat and plump with proud Egiptian slime, Of seauen mouth'd Nylus but now turn'd leane: Take your repast vpon these Princely paps. Now Ptolamies wife is highly magnified, Ensigning these faire princely twins their death, And you my louely boyes competitors, With Cleopatra share in death and fate. Now Charon stayes his bote vpon the strond, And with a rugged for head full of wrath' He thrusts a million from the shore of Stix, To giue you waftage to the Elisian fields, I see their coulors chang and death sittes heauy. On their fayre foreheads with his leaden mace. My birds are glutted with this sacrefice. What now proud wormes? how tasts you princes blood. The slaues be plump and round in to your nests, Is there no token of the serpents draught, All cleere and safe well now faire boyes good-night. Bernardo, Bernardo, the feate is done, Vse thy discretion as I did deect. Tis done in deed alasse they both be dead: Now must I follow my directions, Holla within there. What newes Bernardo? Alas my Lord ill newes, But that his Holinesse is fast a sleepe, And this day stir'd not from his bed-chamber I would haue brought him to this wofull sight: Prince Astor with Phillippo was at Tennis, And being ouer-heated at their game, Drinking so suddainly vpon that heate, With much sweete Wine did surfet instantly, And here alas lye dead vpon this bed. Alas it is a ruthfull spectacle, Two princely boyes of noble disposition, Endued with honorable gifts of vertue. Of gracious fauour, wise, and liberall. Phaenzaes hope: Bernardo beare them in, His Holynesse will much bemone their fate. My Lord, my Lord, I do not like of this. Peace man, no more do I, but beare with patience. It is suspicious but we may not talke, Come let vs in, oh God! Oh God what times are these. After the bloudy Duke Valentinoys Had conquered Furly, with the warlick Lady, By wily force he tooke in Capua, Then through insidious sleights and treacheries, He did surprize the state of Camerine, Where he captiued Iulio di Varana, With his two sonnes all which he strangled, With semblable tyranny proud Coesar, On termes of trust meetes with the Duke Grauina, And Vitelozzo with the prince of Fermo: Whome he betraide at Sinigaglia, Bereauing them both of their states and liues, He conquereth Vrbin; and with violence, Performeth strange and hiddeous outrages. By this time with his forces backe to Rome, Caesar is marching; what betyded there, Endes in the subiect of this Tragedie.