Agamemnon (Seneca's Eighth Tragedy) · chunk 25 of 28
Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Studley, John · published 1566 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T34: thebes, antigone, polynices, creon, eteocles, war, theban, gods, dear, country.
By treason that mi mother wrought my father lieth slain, And drinking of their father's cup the children do complain. Aegisthus engrosseth Castles got by fornication. Alack that of so long a tymer fylicitie is none. I thee request even for the love my father thou dost owe, And for the honour of the crown, whose brute abroad doth grow In every coast: and by the gods that diversly do ●eal, Take into thy tuition, convey away, and steal, This poor Orestes: such kind of theft is piety indeed. Although that Agamemnons death doth teach me to take heed, Yet will I undertake the same, and with all diligence Orestes shall I go about with strength to have thee hence. prosperity requireth faith, but trouble exacts the same, Have here a price for those that do contend and wage in game. An ornament with comely grace ordained to deck the brow, And let thy head be couerde with this green and pleasant bow. And carry this victorious triumphant branch in hand. God grant this palm that planted was in fertile Pisa land, (where solemn games were celebrate Ioues honour to express) May both a safeguard be to to thee and bring thee good success. Thou that bestrides thy father's steeds, as he before hath done, Go strike a league of amity with Pylades my son. Now nimble nags let Grece hereof recording testify, With headlong scouring course amain this traitorous country fly. He is escaped and gone, and with unmeasurable might The Chariot horse with rain at will do send out of my sight. Now free from peril on my foe's attendance will I make. And offer willingly my head the deadly wound to take. The cruel conqueress of her spouse is come, whose spotted weed With sprinkles (sign of slaughter) do bear record of her deed. Her gory hands new bathed in blood as yet they be not dry, Her rough & churlish rigorous looks the fact do notyfye. Unto the temple will I trudge. Cassandra suffer me, Oppressed with equal grief, take part of sacrifice with thee. O Thou thy mother's enemy, ungracious saucy face, After what sort dost thou a maid appear in public place? I have with my vyrgynitie the bowers of bawds forsook. What man is he, that ever thee to be a virgin took? what your own daughter? ¶wt thy mother more modest should thou be. Do you at length begin to preach, such godliness to me. A manly stomach stout thou hast with swelling haughty heart. Subdued with sorrow learn thou shall to play a woman's part. A sword and buckler very well a woman doth beseem (Except I dote) ¶ hy selfe doe yu haylefelow with us esteem? What Agamemnon new is this, whom thou hast got ●f late? Hereafter shall I tame, and teach thy gyrlysh tongue to prate. And make the know, how to a queen ●hy taunting to for bear.
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¶By treason that mi mother wrought my father lyeth slayne, And drinkyng of their fathers cup the chyldren do complayne. Aegist engroceth Castels got by fornication. ¶Alack that of so longe a tyme fylicitie is none. ¶I thee request euen for the loue my father thou doest owe, And for the honour of the crowne, whose brute abrode doth growe In euery coast: and by the gods that dyuersly do eal, Take into thy tuicion, conuey away, and steal, Thys poore Orest: such kynd of theft is pietie indede. ¶Although that Agamemnn death doth teache me to take hede, Yet will I vnderake the same, and with all diligence Orestes shall I go aboute with strengthe to haue thee hence. Prosperytie requyreth fayth, but troble exacts the same, Haue here a pryce for those that do contende and wage in game. An ornament with comely grace ordaynd to deck the brow, And let thy head be ouerde with thys greene and pleasaunt bow. And cary thys vyctoryous triumphant braunche in hand. God graunt this palme yt planted was in fertill Pisa land, (where solemne games wer celebrate Ioues honour to expresse) May both a sauegard be to to thee and brynge thee good successe. Thou that bestryds thy fathers steeds, as he before hath done, Go stryke a league of amytie with Pylades my sonne. Now nimble nagges let Grece hereof recordyng testifye, With headlong scouring cours amain this traytrous contrey flye. ¶He is escapt and gone, and with vnmesurable myght The Chariot horse with rayne at will do send out of my syght. Now free from peryll on my foes attendance will I make. And offer willingly my head the deadly wound to take. The cruell conqueress of her spouse is come, whose spotted wede With sprynkels (signe of slaughter) do beare record of her dede. Her gory handes new bathed in blood as yet they be not drye, Her rough & churlish rigorous lookes the facte do notyfye. Unto the temple will I trudge. Cassandra suffer mee, Opprest with egall greefe, take parte of sacryfyce wyth thee. O Thou thy mothers enimie, vngracious saucy face, After what sorte dost thou a maid appere in publyque place? ¶I haue with my vyrgynitie the bowres of baudes forsoke. ¶What man is hee, that euer thee to be a vyrgyn tooke? ¶what your own doughter? ¶wt thy mother more modest shuld yu be. ¶Do you at length begyn to preache, such godlynes to me. ¶A manly stomake stout thou hast wyth swellyng hawtye hart. Subdued with sorow learne thou shall to playe a womans part. ¶A swerd and buckler verye well a woman doth beseme (Except I dote) ¶ hy selfe doe yu haylefelow with vs esteme? ¶What Agamemnon new is this, whom thou hast got f late? ¶Hereafter shall I tame, and teach thy gyrlysh tong to prate. And make the know, how to a queene hy tauntyng o for beare.