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) T60 Imperial Rome: rulers, favour and politi typicality 0.86 · 466 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T60: caesar, rome, emperor, empire, honour, lord, lucius, great, palsgrave, kings.
By the Gods I do not. Unloose their bonds, I now as friends embrace you, Give them their Crowns again. We are twice overcome, By courage and by courtesy. But this latter, Shall teach us to live ever faithful Vassals, To Dioclesian and the power of Rome. All Kingdoms fall before her. And all Kings Contend to honour Cesar. I believe Your tongues are the true Trumpets of your hearts, And in it I most happy Queen of fate, Imperious Fortune mix some light disaster With my so many joys to season 'em, And give them sweeter relish, I am girt round With true felicity, faithful subjects here, Here bold Commanders, here with new made friends. But what's the crown of all in thee Artemia, My only child whose love to me and duty Strive to exceed each other, I make payment But of a debt which I stand bound to tender As a daughter, and a subject. Which requires yet A retribution from me Artemia tied by a father's care how to bestow Aye well of all things to me most precious. Nor will I therefore longer keep thee from The chief joys of creation, marriage rites, Which that thou mayst with greater pleasure taste of, Thou shalt not like with mine eyes but thine own Amongst these kings forgetting they were captives, Or these remembering not they are my subjects, Make choice of any, by Ioues dreadful thunder, My will shall rank with thine. It is a bounty The daughters of great Princes seldom meet with. For they, to make up breaches in the state, Or for some other politic ends are forced To match where they affect not, may my life Deserve this favour. Speak, I long to know The man thou wilt make happy. If that titles Or the adored name of Queen could take me, Here would I fix mine eyes and look no farther. But these are baits to take a mean borne Lady, neither that boldly may call Caesar father. In that I can bring honour unto any But from no king that lives receives addition To raise desert and virtue by my fortune, Though in a low estate were greater glory, Than to mix greatness with a Prince that owes No worth but that name only. I commend thee, 'tis like thyself. If then of men beneath me My choice is to be made, where shall I seek But among those that best deserve from you, That have served you most faithfully, that in dangers Have stood next to you, that have interposed Their breasts as shields of proof to dull the swords aimed at your bosom, that have spent their blood To crown your brows with Laurel. Cytherea Great Queen of love be now propitious to me.
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By the Gods I do not. Vnloosse their bonds, I now as friends embrace you, Giue them their Crownes againe. We are twice ouercome, By courage and by courtesie. But this latter, Shall teach vs to liue euer faithfull Vassals, To Dioclesian and the power of Rome. All Kingdomes fall before her. And all Kings Contend to honour Cesar. I beleeue Your tongues are the true Trumpets of your hearts, And in it I most happy Queene of fate, Imperious Fortune mixe some light disaster With my so many ioyes to season em, And giue them sweeter rellish, I am girt round With true felicity, faithfull subiects here, Here bold Commanders, heere with new made friends. But what's the crowne of all in thee Artemia, My only child whose loue to me and duty Striue to exceede each other, I make payment But of a debt which I stand bound to tender As a daugher, and a subiect. Which requires yet A retribution from me Artemia Tyde by a fathers care how to bestow Aie well of all things to me most pretious. Nor will I therefore longer keepe thee from The chiefe ioyes of creation, mariage rites, Which that thou mayst with greater pleasure tast of, Thou shalt not like with mine eyes but thine owne Amongst these kings forgetting they were captiues, Or these remembring not they are my subiects, Make choyce of any, by Ioues dreadfull thunder, My will shall ranke with thine. It is a bounty The daughters of great Princes seldome meete with. For they, to make vp breaches in the state, Or for some other politicke ends are forc'd To match where they affect not, may my life Deserue this fauour. Speake, I long to know The man thou wilt make happy. If that titles Or the adored name of Queene could take me, Here would I fixe mine eyes and looke no farther. But these are baites to take a meane borne Lady, Nother that boldly may call Caesar father. In that I can bring honor vnto any But from no king that liues receiues addition To raise desert and vertue by my fortune, Though in a low estate were greater glory, Then to mixe greatnesse with a Prince that owes No worth but that name onely. I commend thee, Tis like thy selfe. If then of men beneath me My choyce is to be made, where shall I seeke But among those that best deserue from you, That haue seru'd you most faithfully, that in dangers Haue stood next to you, that haue interposd Their brests as shields of proofe to dull the swords Aimd at your bosome, that haue spent their blood To crowne your browes with Lawrell. Citherea Great Queene of loue be now propitious to me.