Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Nuce, ThomasPseudo-Seneca · published 1581 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy unassigned nearest T60 Imperial Rome: rulers, favour and politi · 497 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T60: caesar, rome, emperor, empire, honour, lord, lucius, great, palsgrave, kings.
His sovereign liege to slain by force and might, That erst had holpen him, and given him health, And had endued him with princely wealth, In brunt of raging war undaunted out, That vanquished many people strong and stout, Prince Caesar matched by great degrees of power To love, in stately chair of starry bower, By devilish citizens wicked wile was slain. What store of bloody stifling streams on mould. Did tatred Rome, of her own limbs, behold? He by his noble virtues worthy praise, Whom peoples, common bruit to heaven doth raise. August among the Gods ysainted well, How many noble breasts did he compel, How many springolds young, and hoary heads, Each where dispersed to lig in moulded heads? How many men did he bereave of breath Tofore proscript that were condemned to death? When for the grisly fear of deadly dart From propre home they were constrained to part And fly Octauius force, and Lepidus might, And not abide stern Mark Antonius' sight, Which then the ample world at once did guide, That into kingdoms three they did divide, To dampish sadded sires, with heavy cheer, Their children's grisly cropped pates appear, Hung out before the senate's judgement seat, For each man to behold in open street: Ne durst they once lament their piteous case, Nor inward seem to mourn to Claudius' face, The market stead with blood from bodies spewed, And loathsome mattrie streams, is all imbrued: And quite throughout their faces foul arrayed, The piteous gobs of blood drop down unstaid. Nor here did this same slaughterous bloodshed stay. Philip's Pharsalia ghastly fields each day, The cromming ravening fowls, and cruel beasts Long fed, with gobbets big of manly breasts, Beside all this, the cost he scoured quite Of Sicil sea and ships to ware ydight With force of arms did win, and havoc made Of proper subjects slain with his own blade. The rundle round of lands with mighty main Of noble Chieftains stroke reboils again. Antonius overcome in Naval fight, To Egypt posts in ships prepared to flight: Not looking long to live nor hoping life. Incestuous Egypt (through Antonius' wife) That worthy Roman princes blood did suck: And covered lie their ghosts with dirty muck. Long wicked, waged civil war there stayed, In Mark Antonius grave with him ylaid. Augustus at the last of conquest great His dulled swords that wounded souls did beat, In peaceable sheaths reposed hath laid at rest: And fear doth rule, and guide his kingdom best By ready force of arms at all assays, And Captains faith he shields himself always Whom now his sons most worthy virtuous praise, To heaven a consecrated God doth raise, And causeth all, in Churches for to place The sacred Picture of Prince Claudius' grace, And us the starry reign of Gods shall bide If first with dreadful sword about us wide We wipe away what so our person stain: And found our court with worthy stem again.
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His ſoueraygne liege to ſlayne by force and might, That erſt had holpen him, and geuen him health, And had endued him with princely wealth, In brunt of raging warre vndaunted out, That vanquiſht many people ſtrong and ſtoute, Prince Caeſar matcht by great degrees of power To loue, in ſtately chayre of ſtarry bower, By diu'liſh citizens wicked wyle was ſlayne. What ſtore of bloudy ſtiffling ſtreames on molde. Did tatred Rome, of her owne lims, beholde? He by his noble vertues worthy prayſe, Whō peoples, common bruite to heauē doth raiſe. Auguſt among the Gods yſayncted well, How many noble breaſtes did he compel, How many ſpringoldes young, and hoary heads, Each where diſperſt to lig in molded heds? How many men did he bereaue of breath Tofore proſcript that were condemnd to death? When for the grieſly feare of deadly dart From propre home they were conſtraind to part And flye Octauius force, and Lepidus might, And not abyde ſterne Marke Antonius ſight, Which then the ample world at once did guyde, That into kingdomes three they did deuyde, To dumpiſh ſadded ſyres, with heauy cheere, Their childrens griely cropped pates appeere, Hong out beforne the Senates iudgement ſeate, For each man to behold in open ſtreate: Ne durſt they once lament their piteaus caſe, Nor inward ſeeme to mourne to Claudius face, The market ſtead with bloud from bodies ſpued, And lothſome mattrie ſtreames, is all imbrued: And quite throughout their faces foule arayed, The piteous gubbes of bloud drop downe vnſtayd. Nor here did this ſame ſlaughterous bloudſhed ſtay. Phillyps Pharſalia gaſtly fieldes each day, The cromming rauening foules, and cruell beaſtes Long fed, with gobbes bigge of manlye breaſtes, Beſyde all this, the coſt he ſcoured quite▪ Of Sicill ſea and ſhips to ware ydyght With force of armes did win, and hauocke made Of propper ſnbiectes ſlayne with his owne blade. The rundle round of landes with mighty mayne Of noble Chieftaynes ſtroake reboyles agayne. Antonius ouercome in Nauale fight, To Egipt poaſtes in ſhippes preparde to flight: Not looking long to liue nor hoping life. Inceſteous Egipt (through Antonius wyfe) That worthy Romayne princes bloud did ſucke▪ And couerd lye their ghoſtes with durty mucke. Long wicked, waged ciuil warre there ſtayed, In Marcke Antonius graue with him ylayed. Auguſtus at the laſt of conqueſt greate His dulled ſwords that wounded ſoules did beate, In peaceable ſheathes repoſd hath layd at reſt: And feare doth rule, and guyde his kingdome beſt By ready force of armes at all aſſayes, And Captaynes fayth he ſhieldes him ſelfe alwaies Whō now his ſōnes moſt worthy vertuous praiſe, To heauen a conſecrated God doth rayſe, And cauſeth all, in Churches for to place The ſacred Picture of Prince Claudius grace, And vs the ſtarry raigne of Gods ſhall bide If firſt with dreadful ſword about vs wyde We wype away what ſo our perſon ſtayne: And found our court with worthy ſtem agayne.