Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
What grief were this tvs, whilst such as those, Might make their vantage of th'all-powerful breath, And that our actions balanced by our foes, Were guerdoned with disdain, or else with death? Since private hopes your judgement do bewitch, I'll leave this counsel where no good can please: Come follow me all those that would be rich, Few have regard (poor soldiers) of your ease That shall prove best which first I went about, Though some would wrest my words from what I thought The malice of Meleager now bursts out, Like flaming fires that burn themselves to nought. Thus naughty minds that never dream but ill, Do construe every thing t'a crooked sense: What I proposed t'advance our country still, He would interpret it as an offence. And this unreverent parting hence of his, Hath t'all his former wrongs yet added one, By his seditious words incensed ere this The soldiers arc to sack the treasures gone. Then let us all of one accord conclude, That Alexander's hoped for race must reign: So shall w'establish still th'anointed blood, Whose government both glory gave, and gain. And let us now before we part, appoint Who govern shall till that the Babe be borne: And circumspectly put all things t'a point, That the success our councils may adorn. I hear a tumult made amongst the tents, And Arideus is proclaimed a King, To which th'inconstant multitude consents, That build on all that changes best do bring. The footmen all are t'indignation moved, That in th'assembly they got not a seat: That our proceedings they might have approved,. As knowing all that did concern the States. Their PRINCE's memory rests soon despised, That they dare thus revolt, and unconstrained: Save but by too much liberty enticed, Which makes the giver still to be disdained. The want of discipline all things confounds, Their deeds want order and their pride all bounds. And dare they then against that fortress rise, Where Alexander's colours once are reared: Or violate the walls whereas he lies, May not his shadow serve to make them feared? What, how comes this? and dare they then presume T'encounter their commanders and in arms? arms, arms, just wrath these rebels must consume, Our countenance will dash them, sound th'alarms. LO here a great and a most sudden change, All men for mirth were like to have gone mad, So that of late it would have been thought strange, In all this city to have seen one sad. Each wall resounded some melodious song, To ravish curious ears with rare delight: Strange tapestries were stretched the streets along, And stately objects made t'amuse the sight. As if his conquests gloriously to crown, Of all the world a Parliament to hold: He came with pomp to this imperial town, The height of all magnificence t'unfold. Here Glory in her richest robes arrayed, Should have shown all that greatness could expect: Yet were our hopes even at the height betrayed, To death those trophies Fortune did erect.
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What griefe were this tvs, whilſt ſuch as thoſe, Might make their vantage of thall-powrefull breath, And that our actions ballancd by our foes, Were guerdond with diſdaine, or elſe with death? Since priuat hopes your iudgement do bewitch, Ile leaue this counſell where no good can pleaſe: Come follow me all thoſe that would be rich, Few haue regarde (poore ſouldiers) of your eaſe That ſhall prooue beſt which firſt I went about, Thogh ſome wold wreſt my words from what I thought The malice of Meleager now burſts out, Like flaming fires that burne themſelues to nought. Thus naughtie minds that neuer dreame but ill, Do conſter euery thing t'a crooked ſence: What I propoſde t'aduance our countrey ſtill, He would interpret it as an offence. And this vnreuerent parting hence of his, Hath t'a1l his former wrongs yet added one, By his ſeditious words incenſ'd ere this The ſouldiers arc to ſacke the treaſures gone. Then let vs all of one accord conclude, That Alexanders hop'd for race muſt raigne: So ſhall w'eſtabliſh ſtill th'annointed blood, Whoſe gouernement both glorie gaue, and gaine. And let vs now before we part, appoynt Who gouerne ſhall till that the Babe be borne: And circumſpectly put all things t'a point, That the ſucceſſe our councells may adorne. I heare a tumult made amongſt the tents, And Arideus is proclaimde a King, To which th'inconſtant multitude conſents, That build on all that changes beſt doe bring. The footmen all are t'indignation mou'd, That in th'aſſembly they got not a ſeate: That our proceedings they might haue approu'd,. As knowing all that did concerne the States. Their Princes memorie reſts ſoone deſpiſde, That they dare thus reuolt, and vnconſtrain'd: Saue but by too much libertie entiſde, Which makes the giuer ſtill to be diſdaind. The want of diſcipline all things confounds, Their deeds want order and their pride all bounds. And dare they then againſt that fortreſſe riſe, Where Alexanders collours once are rear'd: Or violate the walls where-as he lyes, May not his ſhaddow ſerue to make them feard? What, how comes this? and dare they then preſume T'encounter their commanders and in armes? Armes, armes, iuſt wrath theſe rebels muſt conſume, Our countenance wil daſh them, ſound th'alarmes. LO here a great and a moſt ſuddaine change, All men for mirth were like to haue gone mad, So that of late it would haue been thought ſtrange, In all this citie to haue ſeene one ſad. Each wall reſounded ſome melodious ſong, To rauiſh curious eares with rare delight: Strange tapeſtries were ſtretch'd the ſtreets along, And ſtately obiects made t'amuſe the ſight. As if his conqueſts gloriouſly to crowne, Of all the world a Parliament to hold: He came with pompe to this imperiall towne, The height of all magnificence t'vnfold. Here Glory in her richeſt robes aray'd, Should haue ſhewne all that greatneſſe could expect: Yet were our hopes euen at the height betraid, To death thoſe trophes Fortune did erect.