Agamemnon (Seneca's Eighth Tragedy) · chunk 11 of 28
Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Studley, John · published 1581 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 478 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Together in mingled heaps do honour due to thee, When thou approaching nigh thy coming is espied, The priest unbars the gate, and opes the Temple wide: By clustering throngs the flocks thine altars haunt apace, Bedecked with twisted crowns so trim with comely grace. The old and ancient men well stepped and grown in years, Whose feeble trembling age procureth hoary hairs Obtaining their request craved de of thy grace divine, Do offer up to thee their sacrify said wine, O bright Dian whose blaze sheds light three sundry ways We mindful are of thee, and render thankful praise, Delon thy native soil thou didst firmly bind, That to and fro was wont to wander with the wind: Which with foundation sure main ground forbids to pass For Navies (after which to swim it wonted was) It is become a road defying force of wind, The mother's funerals of Tantalus his kind. The daughters seven by death thou victress dost account. Whose mother Niobe abides on Sipil mount A lamentable rock and yet unto this hour Her tears new gushing, out the marble old doth power. The Godhead of the Twins in sumptuous solemn wise, Both man and wife adore with savoury sacrifice, But thee above the rest O father great and guide, Whose mighty force is by the burning lightning tried: Who when thou gavest a beck and didst thy head but shake At once th'extremest poles of heaven and earth did quake, O Iupiter the root that of our lineage art. Accept these offered gifts and take them in good part: And thou O grandsire great to thy posterity. Have some remorse, that do not swerve in chivalry. But yonder lo with stiving steps the soldier comes amain In all post haste, with token that good news declareth plain A Laurel branch, that hangeth on his spear head he doth bring Eurybates is come, who hath been trusty to the king. SOre tired after many years with travail and with toil Scant crediting myself, the Gods of this my native soil, The temple, and the altars of the saints that rule the sky, In humble sort with reverence devoutly worship I. Now pay your vows unto the Gods: returned is again Unto his country court, where wont he was to rule, and reign, Prince Agamemnon, victor he, of Greece the great renown. The tidings of a message good unto mine ears is blown. Where stays my spouse whom longing for ten years I have out scanned? What doth he yet sail on the seas, or he is come aland? Yet hath he fixed and set his foot bauck stepping home again. Upon the sandy shore, that long he wished to attain? And doth he still enjoy his health enhanced in glory great, And painted out in pomp of prays whose fame the sky doth beat?
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Together in myngled heapes do honour due to thee, VVhen thou approching nighe thy comming is eſpyde, The prieſt vnbarres the gate, and opes the Temple wide: By cluſtring thronges the flocks thine altars haunt apace, Bedeckte with twiſted crownes ſo trim with comely grace. The olde and auncient men well ſtept and grown in yeares, VVhoſe feeble trembling age procureth hory hayres Obtayning their requeſt crau de of thy grace deuine, Do offer vp to thee their ſacrify ſed wyne, O bright Dian whoſe blaſe ſheds light three ſondry waies VVemyndful are of thee, and render thankefull prayſe, Delon thy natiue ſoyle thou diddeſt fyrmely bynde, That to and fro was wont to wander with the wynde: VVhich with foūdation ſure mayn ground forbyds to paſſe For Nauies (after which to ſwim it wonted was) It is become a road defying force of wynd, The mothers funeralles of Tantalus his kinde. The daughters ſeuen by death thou victreſſe doſt accompt. VVhoſe mother Niobe abydes on Sipil mount A lamentable rocke and yet vnto this howre Her teares new guſhing, out the marble old doth powre. The Godhead of the Twins in ſumpteous ſolemne wyſe, Both man and wyfe adore with ſauory ſacrifyce, But thee aboue the reſt O father great and guide, VVhoſe mighty force is by the burninglightning tryde: Who when thou gaueſt a becke and ddſt thy head but ſhake At once thextremeſt poales of heauen and earth did quake, O Iupiter the roote that of our lynage arte. Accept theſe offered gifts and take them in good parte: And thou O graundſire great to thy poſteritie. Haue ſome remorſe, that do not ſwarue in chyualrie. But yonder lo with ſtiuing ſteps the ſouldier comes amayne In all poſt haſt, with token that good newes declareth plaine A Lawrell braunch, that hangeth on his ſpeare head he doth bringe Eurybates is come, who hath ben truſty to the kynge. SOre tyred after many yeares with trauayle and wyth toyle Scant credityng my ſelfe, the Gods of thys my natyue ſoyle, The temple, and the alters of the ſaincts that rule the ſkye, In kumble ſort wyth reuerence deuoutly worſhip I. Now pay your vowes vnto the Gods▪ returned is agayne Vnto his countrey court, where wont he was to rule, and reigne, Prynce Agamemnon, victor he, of Grece the great renoume. The tydings of a meſſage good vnto mine eares is blowne. Where ſtayes my ſpouſe whō longing for ten yeres I haue out ſcand? What doth he yet ſayle on the ſeas, or he is come a land? Yet hath he fyxt and ſet his foote bauck ſtepping home agayne. Vppon the ſandy ſhore, that longe he wiſhed to attayne And doth he ſtyll enioy his health enhauncte in glory great, And painted out in pompe of prayes whoſe fame the ſky doth beate?