The Conspiracy of Charles Duke of Byron · chunk 3 of 33
Chapman, George · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals) history · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 474 words
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I have my Lord, and doubt not he will prove, Of the yet taintless fortress of Byron, A quick Expugner, and a strong Abider. Perhaps the battery will be brought before him, In this embassage, for I am assured They set high price of him, and are informed Of all the passages, and means for mines That may be thought on, to his taking in: The King comes, and Laffin: the king's aspect Folded in clouds. I will not have my train, Made a retreat for bankrupts, nor my Court, A hive for Drones: proud Beggars, and true Thieves, That with a forced truth they swear to me, Rob my poor subjects, shall give up their Arts, And henceforth learn to live by their deserts; Though I am grown, by right of Birth and Arms Into a greater kingdom, I will spread With no more shade, then may admit that kingdom Her proper, natural, and wonted fruits, Navarre shall be Navarre, and France still France: If one may be the better for the other By mutual rites, so, neither shall be worse. Thou art in law, in quarrels, and in debt, Which thou wouldst quit with countenance; Borrowing With thee is purchase, and thou seekst by me (In my supportance) now our old wars cease To wage worse battles, with the arms of Peace. Peace must not make men Cowherds, nor keep calm Her pursy regiment with men's smothered breaths; I must confess my fortunes are declined, But neither my deservings, nor my mind: I seek but to sustain the right I found, When I was rich, in keeping what is left, And making good my honour as at best, Though it be hard; man's right to every thing Wanes with his wealth, wealth is his surest King; Yet justice should be still indifferent. The overplus of Kings, in all their might, Is but to piece out the defects of right: And this I sue for, nor shall frowns and taunts (The common Scarecrows of all poor men's suits) Nor misconstruction that doth colour still Licentiate justice, punishing good for ill, Keep my free throat from knocking at the Sky, If thunder chid me for my equity. Thy equity, is to be ever banished From Court, and all society of noblesse, Amongst whom thou throwest balls of all dissension; Thou art at peace with nothing but with war, Hast no heart but to hurt, and eatst thy heart, If it but think of doing any good: Thou witchest with thy smiles, suckest blood with praises, Mockest all humanity; society poison'st; cozen'st with virtue; with religion betray'st, and massacrest; so vile thyself, That thou suspectest perfection in others: A man must think of all the villainies He knows in all men, to decipher thee, That art the centre to impiety: Away, and tempt me not.
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I haue my Lord, and doubt not he will pooue, Of the yet taintlesse fortresse of Byron, A quicke Expugner, and a strong Abider. Perhappes the battry will be brought before him, In this ambassage, for I am assur'd They set high price of him, and are informde Of all the passages, and means for mines That may be thought on, to his taking in: The King comes, and Laffin: the Kings aspect Folded in cloudes. I will not haue my traine, Made a retreite for Bankroutes, nor my Court, A hyue for Droanes: prowde Beggars, and true Thieues, That with a forced truth they sweare to me, Robbe my poore subiects, shall giue vp their Arts, And hencefoorth learne to liue by their desarts; Though I am growne, by right of Birth and Armes Into a greater kingdome, I will spreade With no more shade, then may admit that kingdome Her proper, naturall, and woonted fruites, Nauarre shall be Nauarre, and France still France: If one may be the better for the other By mutuall rites, so, neither shall be worse. Thou arte in lawe, in quarrells, and in debt, Which thou wouldst quit with countnaunce; Borrowing With thee is purchase, and thou seekst by me (In my supportance) now our olde warres cease To wage worse battells, with the armes of Peace. Peace must not make men Cowherds, nor keepe calme Her pursie regiment with mens smootherd breaths; I must confesse my fortunes are declinde, But neither my deseruings, nor my minde: I seeke but to sustaine the right I found, When I was rich, in keeping what is left, And making good my honour as at best, Though it be hard; mans right to euery thing Wanes with his wealth, wealth is his surest King; Yet Iustice should be still indifferent. The ouerplus of Kings, in all their might, Is but to peece out the defects of right: And this I sue for, nor shall frownes and taunts (The common Scarre-crowes of all poore mens suites) Nor mis-construction that doth colour still Licentiate Iustice, punishing good for ill, Keepe my free throate from knocking at the Skie, If thunder chid mee for my equitie. Thy equity, is to be euer banisht From Court, and all societie of noblesse, Amongst whome thou throwst balls of all dissention; Thou arte at peace with nothing but with warre, Hast no heart but to hurt, and east thy heart, If it but thinke of doing any good: Thou witchest with thy smiles, suckst bloud with praises, Mock'st al humanitie; society poisonst; Coosinst with vertue; with religion Betrayst, and massacrest; so vile thy selfe, That thou suspectst perfection in others: A man must thinke of all the villanies He knowes in all men, to descipher thee, That art the centre to impietie: Away, and tempt me not.