Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Nuce, ThomasPseudo-Seneca · published 1581 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 532 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
Nay rather cause your angry moody make, With supple cheer his fury for to slake. What, that he will by guilt once slain before, Alive again my brother me restore? Nay, safe that you may live and issue bear: Your father's ancient court for to repair. That court doth wait another brood they say. And poor Britt's death tugs me another way. Yet let the cities love unto your grace, Your troubled mind confirm but for a space. Their minds so priest to pleasure me, I know Great comfort brings: but do not slake my woe. Of mighty power the people have been aye. But PRINCE's force doth bear the greater sway. He will respect his lawful wedded wife, His minion brave can not so lead her life. Of no man she esteemed. But dear to make: She can not truly yet of wifehood crake. Ere long she shall a mother eke be made. So far therein I dare most boldly wade. His youthful heat at first in filthy love, With lusty, crusty pangs doth boil above: thilk courage quickly cold in lust apace As vapour soon extinct in flame gives place. But holy, loving, chaste unspotted spouse, Her love endureth aye with sacred vows. That wanton first that there durst couch her head, And tumbling stained quite your spousal bed, And being but your maid hath ruled long, Her sovereign Lord, with beauty's grace bestung, That pranked Paramour pert shall crouch with pain, When she your grace shall see preferred again. For Poppy subject is, and meek of sprite, And now begins her ghostly tombs to dight: Whereby she closely granting doth bewray, Her secret hidden fear each other day. That swift, unconstant, double winged lad With clout, before his blinded eyes, yclad, That fickle brained God, th'unhappy boy, Shall leave her in the midst of all her joy: Although for beauty bright the bell she bear, And goodly glistering garments new she wear, And now do vaunt herself in gorgeous gear, She shall not long enjoy this gladsome cheer. Be not dismayed, Madame, for such like pain, The queen of gods was forced to sustain, When to each pleasant shape the heavenly guide, And sire of Gods yturned, from skies did glide. The swans white wings, to see how they could fadge He did on him, and cuckolds bullish badge, That God shone bright in Golden rainy shower To Danae's breast through top of fortred tower. The twinkling stars the twins of Leda bright, Whom Pollux, some, and Castor, call aright, In large and ample space of starry scope, With crystal glimmering faces shine wide ope. And Semele's son, whom Bacchus we do call, In heavenly birthright doth himself install. And Hercules that puissant Champion stout, His sturdy brawns, his Hebe winds about. Nor once regards how Goddess Iuno fare: Whose lowering stepdame now she is yframed, That while on earth his prows he did declare, Against that marriage, ay, was sore inflamed. Yet lo her wise, and closely couched grief, Debonair face, obeisance to her lief, Caused him at length his mind for to remove, Through mortal fears estrange from Juno's love. And now that mighty heavenly Goddess great,
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Nay rather cauſe your angry moody make, VVith ſouple cheere his fury for to ſlake. VVhat, that he will by guilt once ſlaine before, Aliue againe my brother mee reſtore? Nay, ſafe that you may liue and iſſue beare: Your fathers auncient court for to repayre. That court doth wayte another broode they ſay. And poore Britts death tugges me another way. Yet let the cities loue vnto your grace, Your troubled minde confirme but for a ſpace. Their mindes ſo preſt to pleaſure me, I know Great comfort brings: but do not ſlake my wo. Of mighty power the people haue bene aye. But princes force doth beare the greater ſway. He will reſpect his lawfull wedded wife, His mynion braue can not ſo leade her life. Of no man ſhee eſteemde. But dear to make▪ She can not truely yet of wifehood crake. Ere longe ſhe ſhall a mother eke be made. So farre therein I dare moſt boldly wade. His youthfull heate at firſt in filthy loue, With luſty, cruſty pangs doth boyle aboue: Thylke corage quickly colde in luſt apace As vapour ſone extinct in flame giues place. But holy, louing, chaſte vnſpotted ſpouſe, Her loue endureth aye with ſacred vowes. That wanton firſt that there durſt couch hir hed, And tumbling ſtayned quite your ſpouſall bed, And being but your mayde hath ruled longe, Hir ſoueraine Lord, with beauties grace beſtong, That pranked Paramour pert ſhal croutch with pain, VVhen ſhe your grace ſhall ſee preferd againe. For Poppie ſubiect is, and meeke of ſpright, And now begins her goaſtly tombs to dight: VVhereby ſhe cloſely graunting doth bewray, Hir ſecret hidden feare eche other day. That ſwift, vnconſtant, double winged lad With cloute, before his blinded eyes, yclad, That fickle brayned God, thunhappy boy, Shall leaue hir in the midſt of all hir ioy: Although for beauty bright the bell ſhe beare, And goodly gliſtring garments new ſhe weare, And now do vaunt her ſelfe in gorgeous geere, Shee ſhall not long enioy this gladſome cheere. Be not diſmayde, Madame, for ſuch like paine, The queene of gods was forced to ſuſtaine, VVhen to ech pleaſaunt ſhape the heauenly guide, And ſyre of Gods yurnde, from ſkyes did glyde. The ſwannes white wings, to ſe how they could fadge He did on him, and ruckoldes bullyſh badge, That God ſhone bright in Golden raynie ſhowre To Danaes breſt through top of fortred towre. The twinckling ſtarres the twinnes of Laeda bright, Whom Pollux, ſome, and Caſtor, call aryght, In large and ample ſpace of ſtarry ſcope, With criſtal glimering faces ſhyne wyde ope. And Semeles ſonne, whom Bacchus we do call, In heauenly byrthright doth himſelfe yſtall. And Hercules that puiſſant Champion ſtoute, His ſturdy brawnes, his Hebe wyndes aboute. Nor once regardes how Goddeſſe Iuno fare: Whoſe lowring ſtepdame now ſhe is yframde, That whyle on earth his prowes he did declare, Agaynſt that maryage, aye, was ſore inflamd. Yet loe her wiſe, and cloſly couched greefe, Debonaire face, obeiſaunce to her leefe, Cauſde him at length his mynd for to remoue, Through mortall feeres eſtraundge from Iunos loue. And now that mighty heauenly Goddeſſe great,