Dekker, Thomas / Massinger, Philip · published 1622 · first performed or written 1620 [licensed for stage, Oct 6; revised and re-licensed for stage, Jul 7, 1624] (Annals) tragedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 518 words
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Wear all sceptres That grace the hands of kings made into one, And offered me, all crowns laid at my feet, I would contemn them all, thus spit at them. So I to all posterities might be called The strongest champion of the Pagan gods And rooter out of Christians. Oh mine own, Mine own dear Lord, to further this great work I ever live thy slave. No more the Governor. Keep the ports close, and let the guards be doubled Disarm the Christians, call it death in any To wear a sword, or in his house to have one. I shall be careful Sir, It will well become you. Such as refuse to offer sacrifice To any of our gods, put to the torture. Grub up this growing mischief by the roots, And know when we are merciful to them, We to ourselves are cruel. You pour oil On fire that burns already at the height, I know the emperor's Edict and my charge, And they shall find no favour. My good Lord, This care is timely, for the entertainment Of our great master, who this night in person Comes here to thank you. Who the Emperor? To clear your doubts, he does return in triumph, Kings lackeying by his triumphant Chariot, And in this glorious victory my Lord, You have an ample share: for know your son, The near enough commended Antoninus, So well hath fleshed his maiden sword, and died His snowy plumes so deep in enemy's blood, That besides public grace, beyond his hopes There are rewards propounded. I would know No mean in thine could this be true. My head answer the forfeit. Of his victory There was some rumor, but it was assured The army passed a full day's journey higher Into the country. It was so determined, But for the further honour of your son, And to observe the government of the city, And with what rigor, or remiss indulgence The Christians are pursued he makes his stay here. For proof his trumpets speak his near arrival. Haste good Sempronius, draw up our guards, And with all ceremonious pomp receive The conquering army. Let our garrison speak Their welcome in loud shouts, the city show Her state and wealth. I am gone. O I am ravished With this great honour, cherish good Theophilus This knowing scholar, send your fair daughters I will present them to the Emperor, And in their sweet conversion, as a mirror Express your zeal and duty. Fetch them good Harpax. So at all parts I find Caesarea Completely governed, the licentious soldier Confined in modest limits, and the people Taught to obey, and not compelled with rigor; The ancient Roman discipline revived, (Which raised Room to her greatness, and proclaimed her The glorious mistress of the conquered world) But above all the service of the gods So zealously observed, that (good Sapritius) In words to thank you for your care and duty Were much unworthy Dioclesian's honour Or his magnificence to his loyal servants. But I shall find a time with noble titles To recompense your merits.
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Weare all scepters That grace the hands of kings made into one, And offerd me, all crownes layd at my feete, I would contemne them all, thus spit at them. So I to all posterities might be cald The strongest champion of the Pagan gods And rooter out of Christians. Oh mine owne, Mine owne deere Lord, to further this great worke I euer liue thy slaue. No more the Gouernour. Keepe the ports close, and let the guards be doubl'd Disarme the Christians, call it death in any To weare a sword, or in his house to haue one. I shall be carefull Sir, It will well become you. Such as refuse to offer sacrifice To any of our gods, put to the torture. Grub vp this growing mischiefe by the roots, And know when we are mercifull to them, We to our selues are cruell. You poure oyle On fire that burnes already at the height, I know the Emperours Edict and my charge, And they shall find no fauour. My good Lord, This care is timely, for the entertainment Of our great maister, who this night in person Comes here to thanke you. Who the Emperour? To cleere your doubts, he does return in triumph, Kings lackying by his triumphant Chariot, And in this glorious victory my Lord, You haue an ample share: for know your sonne, The nere enough commended Antoninus, So well hath fleshd his maiden sword, and died His snowy plumes so deepe in enemies blood, That besides publicke grace, beyond his hopes There are rewards propounded. I would know No meane in thine could this be true. My head answer the forfeit. Of his victory There was some rumor, but it was assurd The army passd a full dayes iourney higher Into the countrey. It was so determin'd, But for the further honor of your sonne, And to obserue the gouernment of the citty, And with what rigor, or remisse indulgence The Christians are pursude he makes his stay here. For proofe his trumpets speake his neere arriuall. Haste good Sempronius, draw vp our guards, And with all ceremonious pompe receiue The conquering army. Let our garrison speake Their welcome in lowd shouts, the citie shew Her state and wealth. I am gone. O I am rauish'd With this great honour, cherish good Theophilus This knowing scholler, send your faire daughters I will present them to the Emperour, And in their sweet conuersion, as a mirror Expresse your zeale and duty. Fetch them good Harpax. So at all parts I finde Caesarea Compleatly gouernd, the licentious souldier Confin'd in modest limits, and the people Taught to obey, and not compeld with rigor; The ancient Roman discipline reuin'd, (Which raysde Roome to her greatnes, and proclaimd her The glorious mistresse of the conquerd world) But aboue all the seruice of the gods So zealously obseru'd, that (good Sapritius) In words to thanke you for your care and duty Were much vnworthy Dioclesians honor Or his magnificence to his loyall seruants. But I shall find a time with noble titles To recompence your merits.