Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T54: antony, caesar, anthony, cleopatra, antonius, love, death, die, heart, breast.
Then that he comfort might th'afflicted bands, He stretched them out to kiss respected parts: More by the Sword than Sceptre honoured hands, On which it seemed they melted all their hearts. Last, unto them those generous words he told, Yet to my life my death doth bring no blot: Thus to die young in years, in glory old, Of all our family it is the lot. And since that no more worlds now rest t'o'ercome, It's time to die: I did an Empire find, And lived and reigned; it's done for which I come, Now my great ghost must go beneath the ground. Then having thus discharged all debt of life, He with a countenance constant even in death: As too victorious of that fatal strife, All th'air perfuming spent th'imperious breath. But when that it once through the camp was known. That from the world that world of worth was gone, What anguish was it cannot well be shown, I had my part, yet had not all alone. O let that day which makes my days all night, Be registered amongst the dismal days: Whose inauspicious and lugubrious light, The world with some disaster still dismays. And Babylon, cursed be thy fatal towers, Once seat of Monarchs, mistress of all th'earth: But from henceforth a slave to foreign powers, Still burdened be thy bounds with blood and dearth. You need not use those execrations more, Though Babylon of breath that prince deprived: Yet as an Oracle had told before, In Macedon was his death contrived. t'antipater 'twas told, how divers times The king against him had been moved to wrath: And doomed, as guilty of opprobrious crimes, His son in law Lincestes unto death. And he had heard the king did strictly try, How his Lieutenants had their places used: Still making all as traitors straight to die, That had the same in any sort abused. Then he that private was t'his own misdeeds, Had learned by others what he might expect: As whose ambitious breast in pride exceeds, And always did a sovereignty affect. But when Craterus was named to his place, And he in his required the wars t'attend: He thought that it was but a means t'embrace, To plague his pride with a deserved end. Then to prevent that, which I think was still More feared by him, then purposed by the king: With guilty thoughts best exercised in ill, He sought what might to death his sovereign bring. And this the traitor compassed at the last, As I alas, have learned (although too late) When to my son, his son Cassander past, As to congratulate his prosperous state. Then in his company he did retain, A poison powerful where it was employed: Whose violence no metal could restrain, But in a horse's hoof was still conveyed.
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Then that he comfort might th'afflicted bands, He ſtretcht them out to kiſſe reſpected partes: More by the Sword than Scepter honord hands, On which it ſeemde they melted all their harts. Laſt, vnto them thoſe generous words he tolde, Yet to my life my death doth bring no blot: Thus to die yoong in yeeres, in glorie olde, Of all our familie it is the lot. And ſince that no mo worlds now reſt t'orecome, It's time to die: I did an Empire found, And liu'd and raignde; it's done for which I come, Now my great ghoſt muſt goe beneath the ground. Then hauing thus diſchargde all debt of life, He with a countnance conſtant euen in death: As too victorious of that fatall ſtrife, All th'aire perfuming ſpent th'imperious breath. But when that it once through the camp was known. That from the world that world of worth was gone, What anguiſh was it cannot well be ſhowne, I had my part, yet had not all alone. O let that day which makes my dayes all night, Be regiſtred amongſt the diſmall dayes: Whoſe inauſpicious and lugubrious light, The world with ſome diſaſter ſtill diſmayes. And Babilon, curſt be thy fatall towres, Once ſeate of Monarches, miſtreſſe of all th'earth: But from hence-foorth a ſlaue to forraine powres, Still burden'd be thy bounds with blood and dearth. You need not vſe thoſe execrations more, Though Babilon of breath that prince depriu'd: Yet as an Oracle had told before, In Macedonie was his death contriu'd. T'Antipater t'was told, how diuers times The king againſt him had beene mou'd to wrath: And doom'd, as guiltie of opprobrious crimes, His ſonne in law Linceſtes vnto death. And he had heard the king did ſtrictly trie, How his Lieutenants had their places vſde: Still making all as traitours ſtrait to die, That had the ſame in any ſort abuſde. Then he that priuate was t'his owne miſdeeds, Had learnd by others what he might exſpect: As whoſe ambitious breaſt in pride exceeds, And alwayes did a ſoueraigntie affect. But when Craterus was nam'd to his place, And he in his requir'd the warres t'attend: He thought that it was but a meanes t'embrace, To plague his pride with a deſerued end. Then to preuent that, which I thinke was ſtill More fear'd by him, then purpoſde by the king: With guiltie thoughts beſt exerciſde in ill, He ſought what might to death his ſoueraigne bring. And this the traytor compaſſde at the laſt, As I alas, haue learnde (although too late) When to my ſonne, his ſonne Caſſander paſt, As to congratulate his proſprous ſtate. Then in his companie he did retaine, A poyſon powrefull where it was imploy'd: Whoſe violence no mettall could reſtraine, But in a horſes hoofe was ſtill conueigh'd.