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The Alexandraean Tragedy · chunk 49 of 54

Alexander, William · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 [1605-1607] (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 494 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.

Oft likewise me, he laboured to surprise, And policy was used, t'have me o'erthrown: But I, whom Pithons danger had made wise, learned by his ruin to prevent mine own. To save my life abandoned is my state, And I have fled with danger as ye see, That you may know, how that man doth grow great, Whose pride may plague you all, as well as me. Then let us be resolved, what course t'intend; Lest out of time being wise we rue too late. It's better to pursue then to defend. It's good to quench a fire ere it grow great. Then let us send t' Antigonus in haste, To redemand th'usurped bounds again; Since in this war we did our treasures waste, We should be likewise partners of the gain. But if against our suit his ears he bar, And do with scornful words contemn our claim, Then may our Messenger denounce the war, And we shall shortly intimate the same. A mutual band must made amongst us be, To make one fortune common to us all: And from henceforth we must all four agree, To stand together, or together fall. And since the princely buds for which we cared, however dead, are dead; whate'er we do T'engender so towards us the more regard, We with the state must take the title too. And we must both be crowned, and known for kings, The Diadem is greatness strongest tower: All vulgar judgements lean on th'outward things, And reverence state, where they obey but power. IS there a heaven? and are their heavenly powers, To whose decree terrestrial things are thrall? Or strives the tyrant that begets the hours, To triumph over eternity and all? Lo, nature travels now, being big with change, Since mortals all humanity have lost; And in th'old Chaos, or some mass more strange To re-entomb their essence all things boast. Can reasonable souls from reason barred, Even strive which most in cruelty exceeds? What eye hath seen, or yet what ear hath heard Such monstrous accidents, prodigious deeds? Th'Arabian robbers, nor the Scythians wild, That with the savage beasts (as barbarous) haunt, With such foul facts have not themselves defiled, As those that of civility do vaunt. Since Grecians are grown barbarous as we find, Where can faith have a corner free from spot? O careless heavens, wretched earth What loads thy mind? A multitude of murders. What? What not. We know that since our sovereign lest to breath, Th'earth hath been bathed with many a scarlet flood, Perdiccas did procure Meleager's death, And his own soldiers drowned his breath with blood. Th' Athenians prey, Leonatus did remain, And by Eumenes' subtlety dismayed, Craterus and Neoptolemus were slain, Then by his own Eumenes died betrayed. Man with his skill against his knowledge strives, Where death his way attends, that way he tends, And t' Atropos the fatal razor gives, To cut the thread on which his life depends.
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PlayThe Alexandraean Tragedy
AuthorAlexander, William
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1607 [1605-1607]
First performance (BritDrama)1607
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 608 · TCP A16527 · DEEP 5061.01
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 3101–3167 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 49 of 54 in this edition
Length494 words · 674 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T17 — Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and soldans at 0.819
Other seedsseed 43: T18 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Oft likewiſe me, he labour'd to ſurpriſe, And pollicie was vſde, t'haue me ore-throwne: But I, whom Pithons danger had made wiſe, Learn'd by his ruine to preuent mine owne. To ſaue my life abandon'd is my ſtate, And I haue fled with danger as ye ſee, That you may know, how that man doth grow great, Whoſe pride may plague you all, as well as me. Then let vs be reſolu'd, what courſe t'intend; Leſt out of time being wiſe we rue too late. It's better to purſue then to defend. It's good to quench a fire ere it grow great. Then let vs ſend t' Antigonus in haſte, To redemand th'vſurped bounds againe; Since in this warre we did our treaſures waſte, We ſhould be likewiſe partners of the gaine. But if againſt our ſute his eares he barre, And do with ſcornfull words contemne our claime, Then may our Meſſenger denounce the warre, And we ſhall ſhortly intimate the ſame. A mutuall band muſt made amongſt vs be, To make one fortune common to vs all: And from hence-forth we muſt all fowre agree, To ſtand together, or together fall. And ſince the princely buds for which we car'd, How euer dead, are dead; what ere we doe T'engender ſo towards vs the more regard, We with the ſtate muſt take the title too. And we muſt both be crown'd, and knowne forkings, The Diadem is greatneſſe ſtrongeſt towre: All vulgar iudgements leane on th'outward things, And reuerence ſtate, where they obey but powre. IS there a heauen? and are their heauenly powers, To whoſe decree terreſtriall things are thrall? Or ſtriues the tirant that begets the howers, To triumph ouer eternitie and all? Lo, nature trauells now, being big with change, Since mortalls all humanitie haue loſt; And in th'old Chaos, or ſome maſſe more ſtrange To re-entombe their eſſence all things boſt. Can reaſonable ſoules from reaſon barr'd, Euen ſtriue which moſt in crueltie exceeds? What eye hath ſeene, or yet what eare hath heard Such monſtrous accidents, prodigious deeds? Th'Arrabian robbers, nor the Scithians wild, That with the ſauage beaſts (as barbarous) haunt, With ſuch foule facts haue not themſelues deſil'd, As thoſe that of ciuilitie do vaunt. Since Grecians are growne barbarous as we finde, Where can faith haue a corner free from ſpot? O careleſſe heauens, wretch'd earth What loads thy minde? Amultitude of murders. What? What not. We know that ſince our ſoueraigne leſt to breath, Th'earth hath been bathde with many a ſcarlet flood, Perdiccas did procure Meleagers death, And his owne ſouldiers drown'd his breath with blood. Th' Athenians prey, Leonatus did remaine, And by Eumenes ſubtiltie diſmayde, Craterus and Neoptolemus were ſlaine, Then by his owne Eumenes dide betraid. Man with his skill againſt his knowledge ſtriues, Where death his way attends, that way he tends, And t' Atropos the fatall raſor giues, To cut the threed on which his life depends.