Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T36: hell, earth, gods, death, ghosts, blood, bloody, heaven, night, ghost.
Lalio, Lord General, give speedy battle. Arm soldiers, arm, cry conquest and approach. Make ready forces to repel the foe. Arise from foggy Lerva some foul smoke. Each living creature without mercy choke. Be ever clouded Phoebus, may thy light, Turn in a moment to aeternal night: Return oblivion, or the antic age; Forgotten Chaos, and the pilgrimage Of undefiled man's first innocence, That I all torment may escape on earth, And be accounted guiltless (as at birth) O for enchantments, for a potent charm, A magic spell that may conjure the clouds, To cover me with darkness at noonday! For such a charm would I expose the wealth Of Tagus, or the Ocean (were it mine) Help, o assist me some infernal aid, Now be propitious (Hell) I am betrayed. Fortune, o strumpet! I'll advance the dark And fearful habitation of the dead, I'll worship witches, and extol the praise Of Pluto, I'll prefer impiety, Canonize all before thy Deity. The blood of Nessus never did enforce A Hercules to half such vehemence. Was't you Malindo, that through mischiefs bait Composed this ensign of a hollow heart? Alas I loved thee well, why didst devise Such fatal scenes, fashioned of blood and death? The paper mourned when thou thy mind hadst writ, Yes, mourned in black merely to think on it: But you persist in deep obduracy. I mourn myself, yet am devoid of pity, Because thy error is ambitious pride. The man whom fate hath from eternity, From since the words beginning, hath enrolled Amidst misfortunes mournful Catalogue, Whose downfall frowning planets have conspired, Who never was the bounded favourite Of wayward rumor; whom adversity Hath wholly seized, whom heavens appointed awe Prepares as fatal object of disdain To level her envenomed aim against. O let him ever dwell in mother's womb, Or let that infant's cradle be his tomb. Conduct him Soldiers to the Carnifex, Euphorbus, you attend the final gasp, Then give to Cassius the decouped skull. Ambition leads us to the fountains brink, But then affords destruction 'stead of drink. We read large conquest in our captains face, Stand forth some sober nuntius, relate The manner of this notable design, Brontes, nor did Pyragmon ever shake The anvil of that Ironmonger God Vulcan, with blows so unsupportable, In hammering the thunderbolts of Ioue, As did the courage of our General (By animating soldiers to attempt) Shatter the weak array of Cassius. He faint (for faintness ever doth attend On such designs) being faint before the time Of onset, he withdrew so speedily, As, that retinue of his rebel-slaves, Begged noble mercy of the Conqueror. But we, like some fierce Giant given to spoil, Enraged with a remembrance of their act, Their too contemptuous uproar; did reply, With anger unappeased in bloody phrase, That no compassion should redeem their lives From famine of our falchions: for indeed, Rebellion must be scourged until it bleed.
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Llio, Lord Generall, giue speedy battell. Arme souldiers, arme, cry conquest and approach. Make ready forces to repell the foe. Arise from foggy Lera some foule smoake. Each liuing creature without mercy choake. Be euer clouded Phoebus, may thy light, Turne in a moment to aeternall night: Returne obliuion, or the antique age; Forgotten Chaos, and the pilgrimage Of vndefiled mans first innocence, That I all torment may escape on earth, And be accounted guiltlesse (as at birth) O for inchantments, for a potent charme, A magicke spell that may con-iure the clouds, To couer mee with darknesse at noone-day! For such a charme would I expose the wealth Of Tagus, or the Ocean (were it mine) Helpe, ô assist mee some infernall aid, Now be propitious (Hell) I am betraid. Fortune, ô strumpet! Il'e aduance the darke And fearefull habitation of the dead, Il'e worship witches, and extoll the praise Of Pluto, Il'e preferre impiety, Canonize all before thy Deity. The bloud of Nessus neuer did inforce A Hercules to halfe such vehemence. Was't you Malind, that through mischiefes baite Compos'd this ensigne of a hollow heart? Alas I lou'd thee well, why didst deuise Such fatall Scoenes, fashion'd of bloud and death? The paper mourn'd when thou thy mind hadst writ, Yes, mourn'd in blacke meerely to thinke on it: But you persist in deepe obdurasie. I mourne my selfe, yet am deuoid of pitty, Because thy error is ambitious pride. The man whom fate hath from aeternity, From since the words beginning, hath enrol'd Amidst mis-fortunes mournefull Catalogue, Whose downfall frowning planets haue conspir'd, Who neuer was the bounded fauorite Of way-ward rumor; whom aduersity Hoth wholly seiz'd, whom heauens appointed awe Prepares as fatall obiect of disdaine To leuell her inuenom'd aime against. O let him euer dwell in mothers wombe, Or let that Infants cradle be his tombe. Conduct him Souldiers to the carifex, Ephorbus, you attend the finall gaspe, Then giue to Cassius the decouped scull. Ambition leades vs to the fountaines brinke, But then affoord's destruction 'stead of drinke. We reade large conquest in our Captaines face, Stand forth some sober nuntius, relate The maner of this notable de-signe, Brontes, nor did Pyragmon euer shake The Anuile of that Iron-munger God Vlcan, with blowes so vnsupportable, In hammering the thunderbolts of Ioue, As did the courage of our Generall (By animating souldiers to attempt) Shatter the weake array of Cassius. He faint (for faintnesse euer doth attend On such designes) being faint before the time Of on-set, he withdrew so speedily, As, that retinue of his rebell-slaues, Beg'd noble mercy of the Conquerour. But wee, like some fierce Gyant giu'n to spoyle, Enrag'd with a remembrance of their act, Their too contemptuous vp-rore; did reply, With anger vnappeas'd in bloody phrase, That no compassion should redeeme their liues From famine of our faulchions: for indeed, Rebellion must be scourg'd vntill it bleed.