Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
He care pretends that none th'unborn beguile, As by the heavens for th'orphans weal reserved: Yet wanting of a King nought but the style; He would not want that when th'occasion served. And Meleager with the like respect, To cross Perdiccas counterfeits a love To bastard Philip's right, though in effect, His purpose is but th'other's to disprove. And so providing, that his enemy fail, He cares not much what Emperor they proclaim: And his design with many may prevail, The cloak of right apparels any claim. They whose descent their titles doth disclose, Being borne in possibility to reign, Must be preferred by reason unto those, That of all right without the bounds remain. The furious footmen insolently stout, Bent to maintain a title, braved our band: And indignation thundering threatenings out, Would with our blood have dide this barbarous land. O what indignity would this have been, Whilst those that we subdued with such great toils, Had in this sort their victor's vanquished seen, And without pain possess their spoilers spoils. Thus darkening all that we had done before, (Our swords being stained by ignominious wounds) We of our conquests could have kept no more, But burials base (if those) in th'enemies' bounds. O what excellency consists in one, More than in many as witnesses this hour! Some with a word or look doth more alone, Than thousands joined with policy and power. When squadrons armed with ensigns all displayed, As those that of their Prince all reverence lost, His generous course t'have obstinately staid, Did best t'abandon him when busied most. Then of disorder yielding bitter fruits, They boldly marched before th'imperial tent, And charged their sovereign with unlawful suits, As t'innovations violently bent. They by no band of duty more detained, First grudged, grew factious next, than rebels plain: Like waters by industrious means restrained, Which if their dams once break forth floods do rain. But of th'untainted type of matchless worth, Whom imitate none may, all must admire: Through just disdain when fury sparkled forth, Th'astonished troops all trembling did retire. His stately countenance calmed tumultuous sounds, Lightning forth majesty through clouds of wrath: That even as if his words had given them wounds, They prostrated themselves expecting death. Those lofty bands that were of late so proud, That they disdained t'attend their Emperors will: Then by his sight being at an instant bowed, Did beg for licence but to tarry still. And yet what wonder though he wan all hearts, That to his sacred presence did repair, With that accomplishment of virtuous parts, As large in him, as in all others rare. Whiles when we come to meet as each man sees, In this maimed state bent t'entertain some life, Still having in contempt all our decrees, The soldiers are not staid from civil strife. And who can call that valorous Prince to mind, That any reverence unto virtue bears: But he must be constrained, or prove unkind, To offer up a tribute of some tears.
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He care pretends that none th'vnborne beguile, As by the heauens for th'orphans weale reſeru'd: Yet wanting of a King nought but the ſtile; He would not want that when th'occaſion ſeru'd. And Meleager with the like reſpect, To croſſe Perdiccas counterfets a loue To baſtatd Philips right, though in effect, His purpoſe is but th'others to diſproue. And ſo prouiding, that his enemy faile, He cares not much what Emperour they proclaime: And his deſigne with many may preuaile, The cloake of right apparrells any claime. They whoſe deſcent their titles doth diſcloſe, Being borne in poſſibilitie to raigne, Muſt be preferr'd by reaſon vnto thoſe, That of all right without the bounds remaine. The furious footmen inſolently ſtout, Bent to maintaine a title, brau'd our band: And indignation thundring threatnings out, Would with our blood haue dide this barb'rous land. O what indignitie would this haue bin, Whilſt thoſe that we ſubdude with ſuch great toiles, Had in this ſort their victors vanquiſh'd ſeene, And without paine poſſeſſe their ſpoylers ſpoyles. Thus darkning all that we had done before, (Our ſwords being ſtain'd by ignominious wounds) We of our conqueſts could haue kept no more, But burialls baſe (if thoſe) in th'enemies bounds. O what excellencie conſiſts in one, More than in many as witneſſes this houre! Some with a word or looke doth more alone, Than thouſands ioyn'd with pollicie and powre. When ſquadrons arm'd with enſignes all diſplaid, As thoſe that of their Prince all reuerence loſt, His generous courſe t'haue obſtinately ſtai'd, Did beſt t'abandon him when buſied moſt. Then of diſorder yeelding bitter fruits, They boldly march'd before th'imperiall tent, And charg'd their ſoueraigne with vnlawfull ſuits, As t'innouations violently bent. They by no band of duety more detaind, Firſt grudgde, grew factious next, then rebells plaine: Like waters by induſtrious meanes reſtraind, Which if their dams once breake forth flouds do raine. But of th'vntainted tipe of matchleſſe worth, Whom imitate none may, al muſt admire: Through iuſt diſdaine when furie ſparkled forth, Th'aſtoniſh'd troups all trembling did retire. His ſtately countenance calm'd tumultuous ſounds, Lightning forth maieſtie through clowds of wrath: That euen as if his words had giuen them wounds, They proſtrated themſelues exſpecting death. Thoſe loftie bandes that were of late ſo prowd, That they diſdain'd t'attend their Emperours will: Then by his ſight being at an inſtant bow'd, Did beg for licence but to tarry ſtil. And yet what wonder though he wanne all harts, That to his ſacred preſence did repaire, With that accompliſhment of vertuous parts, As large in him, as in all others rare. Whiles when we come to meete as each man ſees, In this maim'd ſtate bent t'entertaine ſome life, Still hauing in contempt all our decrees, The ſouldiers are not ſtai'd from ciuill ſtrife. And who can call that valorous Prince to minde, That any reuerence vnto vertue beares: But he muſt be conſtrain'd, or prooue vnkinde, To offer vp a tribute of ſome teares.