Heywood, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 [1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.80 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Her chaste blood sul: for vengeance to the aetherial deities Oh 'twas a foul deed Sextus, And thy shame shallbe eternal, and outline her fame, Say Sextus loved her, was she not a woman, ay, and perhaps was willing to be forced, Must you being private subjects dare to ring Wars loud alarum 'gainst your potent King? Brutus therein thou dost forget thyself, And wrong'st the glory of thine Ancestors, staining thy blood with Treason. Tuscan know the Consul Brutus is their powerful foe. Ali Tarquin. Consul? I consul, and the powerful hand of Rome Grasps his imperial sword: the name of King The tyrant Tarquin's have made odious Unto this nation: and the general knee, Of this our warlike people, now low bends To royal Brutus where the king's name ends. Now Sextus where's the Oracle, when I kissed My Mother earth it plainly did foretell, My noble virtues should thy sin exceed, Brutus should sway, & lust-burnt Tarquin bleed Now shall the blood of Servius fall, as heavy as a huge mountain on your Tyrant heads, o'erwhelming all your glory. Tullia's guilt shall be by us revenged, that in her pride, In blood paternal, her rough coach-wheels died. Your Tyrannies, Pride, And my Lucrece fate, shall all be swallowed in this hostile hate. Oh Romulus, thou that first reared yond walls, In sight of which we stand in thy soft bosom, Is hanged the nest in which the Tarquins build, Which in the branches of thy lofty spires, Tarquin shall perch, or where he once hath stood. His high built airy shall be drowned in blood, alarum then, Brutus by heaven I vow, My sword shall prove thou near wast mad till now. Sextus, my madness with your lives expires, Thy sensual eyes are fixed upon that wall, Thou near shalt enter, Room confines you all. A charge then. Ioue and Tarquin. but we, cry a Brutus. Lucrece, force and victory. Thou jovial hand hold up thy sceptre high And let not justice be oppressed with pride, Oh you Senators leave not Room and us, Grasped in the purple hands of death and ruin, the Tarquins have the best. Yet stand, my foot is fixed upon this bridge. Tiber, thy arched streams shall be changed crimson, with Roman blood, before I trudge form hence. Brutus retire, for if thou enter Rome, We are all lost, stand not on valour now, But save thy people, let's survive this day To try the fortunes of another field. Break down the bridge, lest the pursuing enemy Enter with us and take the spoil of Rome. Thenbreakt behind me, for by heaven I'll grow, And root my foot as deep as to the centre, before I leave this passage. Come you're mad. The foe comes on and we in trifling here hazard ourself and people. Save them all, to make Rome stand, Horatius here will fall.
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Her chast blood sul cries for vengeance to the Etheriall deities Oh twa's a foule deede Sextus, And thy shame shalbe eternall, and outline her fame, Say Sextus lou'd her, was she not a woman, I, and perhaps was willing to beforc'd, Must you being priuate subiect dare to Warres loud alarum gainst your potent King? Brutus therein thou dost forget thy selfe, And wrongst the glory of thine Ancesors, stayning thy bloud with Treason. Tuscan know the Consull Brutus is their powerfull foe. Ali Tarquin. Consull? I consull, and the powerfull hand of Rome Graspes his imperiall sword: the name of King The tirant Tarquins haue made odious Vnto this nation: and the generall knee, Of this our warlik people, now lowe bends To royall Brutus where the kings name endes. Now Sextus where's the Oracle, My Mother earth it plainely did foretell, My noble vertues should thy sin exceed, Brutus should sway, & lust-burnt Tarquin bleed Now shall the blood of Seruius fall, as heauy as a huge mountaine on your Tyrant heads, orewhelming all your glory. Tullias guilt shall be by vs reuengd, that in her pride, In blood paternal, her rough coach-wheeles dide. Your Tirannies, Pride, And my Lucrece fate, shall al be swalowd in this hostile hate. Oh Romulus, thou that fiirst reard yon walles, In sight of which we stand in thy soft bosome, Is hangd the nest in which the Tarquins build, Which in the branches of thy lofty spires, Tarquin shal pearch, or where he once hath . His high built airy shall be drownd in blood, alarum then, Brutus by heauen I vow, My sword shall prooue thou nere wast mad till now. Sextus, my madnes with your liues expires, Thy sensuall eyes are fixt vpon that wall, Thou nere shalt enter, Roome confines you all. A chargethen. Ioue and Tarquin. but we, cry a Brutus. Lucrece, force and victory. Thou Iouiall hand hould vp thy scepter high And let not iustice be oprest with pride, Oh you Senators leaue not Roome and vs, Graspt in the purple hands of death and ruine, the Tarquins haue the best. Yet stand, my foote is fixt vpon this bridge. Tyber, thy arched streames shall be changd crimso, with Roman bloud, before I trudge form hence. Brutus retire, for if thou enter Rome, We are all lost, stand not on valor now, But saue thy people, lets suruiue this day To try the fortunes of another field. Breake downe the bridge, lest the pursuing enemy Enter with vs and take the spoile of Rome. Then breakt behind me, for by heauen Ile grow, And roote my foote as deepe as to the center, before I leaue this passage. Come you'r mad. The foe comes on and we in trifling here hazard our selfe and people. Saue them all, to make Rome stand, Horatius here will fall.