Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1607 [c.1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.82 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
I have eyes upon him, And his affairs come to me on the wind: where is he now? My Lord, in Athens. No my most wronged Sister, Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath given his Empire up to a Whore, who now are levying The Kings o' th' earth for War. He hath assembled, Bochus the King of Lybia, Archilaus Of Cappadocia, Philadelphos King Of Paphlagonia: the Thracian King Adullas, King Mauchus of Arabia, King of Pont, Herod of Iewry, Mithridates King Of Comagear, Polemen and Amintas, The Kings of Mede, and Licoania, With a more larger List of Sceptres. Ay me most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two Friends, That does afflict each other. Welcome hither: your Letters did withhold our breaking forth Till we perceived both how you were wrong led, And we in negligent danger: cheer your heart, Be you not troubled with the time, which drives O'er your content, these strong necessities, But let determined things to destiny Hold vnbewayl'd their way. Welcome to Rome, Nothing more dear to me: You are abused Beyond the mark of thought: and the high Gods To do you justice, makes his Ministers Of us, and those that love you. Best of comfort, And ever welcome to us. Welcome Lady. Welcome dear Madam, Each heart in Rome does love and pity you, Only th' adulterous Anthony, most large In his abominations, turns you off, And gives his potent Regiment to a Trull That noises it against us. Is it so sir? Most certain: Sister welcome: pray you Be ever known to patience. My dearest Sister. I will be even with thee, doubt it not. But why, why, why? Thou hast forespoke my being in these wars, And sayst it it not fit. Well: is it, is it. If not, denounced against us, why should not we be there in person. Well, I could reply: if we should serve with Horse and Mares together, the Horse were merely lost: the Mares would bear a Soldier and his Horse. What is't you say? Your presence needs must puzzle Anthony, Take from his heart, take from his Brain, from's time, What should not then be spared. He is already Traduced for Levity, and 'tis said in Rome, That Photinus an Eunuch, and your Maids Manage this war. Sink Rome, and their tongues rot That speak against us. A Charge we bear i' th' War, And as the precedent of my Kingdom will Appear there for a man. Speak not against it, I will not stay behind. Nay I have done, here comes the Emperor. Is it not strange Camidius, That from Tarrentum, and Brandusium, He could so quickly cut the Ionian Sea, And take in Troine. You have heard on't (Sweet?) Celerity is never more admired, Then by the negligent. A good rebuke, Which might have well becomed the best of men To taunt at slackness. Camidius, we Will fight with him by Sea.
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I haue eyes vpon him, And his affaires come to me on the wind: wher is he now? My Lord, in Athens. No my moſt wronged Siſter, Cleopatra Hath nodded him to her. He hath giuen his Empire Vp to a Whore, who now are leuying The Kings o' th' earth for Warre. He hath aſſembled, Bochus the King of Lybia, Archilaus Of Cappadocia, Philadelphos King Of Paplagonia: the Thracian King Adullas, King Mauchus of Arabia, King of Pont, Herod of Iewry▪ Mithridates King Of Comagear, Polemen and Amintas, The Kings of Mede, and Licoania, With a more larger Liſt of Scepters. Aye me moſt wretched, That haue my heart parted betwixt two Friends, That does afflict each other. Welcom hither: your Letters did with-holde our breaking forth Till we perceiu'd both how you were wrong led, And we in negligent danger: cheere your heart, Be you not troubled with the time, which driues O're your content, theſe ſtrong neceſſities, But let determind things to deſtinie Hold vnbewayl'd their way. Welcome to Rome, Nothing more deere to me: You are abus'd Beyond the marke of thought: and the high Gods To do you Iuſtice, makes his Miniſters Of vs, and thoſe that loue you. Beſt of comfort, And euer welcom to vs. Welcome Lady. Welcome deere Madam, Each heart in Rome does loue and pitty you, Onely th' adulterous Anthony, moſt large In his abhominations, turnes you off, And giues his potent Regiment to a Trull That noyſes it againſt vs▪ Is it ſo ſir? Moſt certaine: Siſter welcome: pray you Be euer knowne to patience. My deer'ſt Siſter. I will be euen with thee, doubt it not. But why, why, why? Thou haſt foreſpoke my being in theſe warres, And ſay'ſt it it not fit. Well: is it, is it. If not, denounc'd againſt vs, why ſhould not we be there in perſon. Well, I could reply: if wee ſhould ſerue with Horſe and Mares together, the Horſe were meerly loſt: the Mares would beare a Soldiour and his Horſe. What is't you ſay? Your preſence needs muſt puzle Anthony, Take from his heart, take from his Braine, from's time, What ſhould not then be ſpar'd. He is already Traduc'd for Leuity, and 'tis ſaid in Rome, That Photinus an Eunuch, and your Maides Mannage this warre. Sinke Rome, and their tongues rot That ſpeake againſt vs. A Charge we beare i' th' Warre, And as the preſident of my Kingdome will Appeare there for a man. Speake not againſt it, I will not ſtay behinde. Nay I haue done, here comes the Emperor. Is it not ſtrange Camidius, That from Tarrentum, and Branduſium, He could ſo quickly cut the Ionian Sea, And take in Troine. You haue heard on't (Sweet?) Celerity is neuer more admir'd, Then by the negligent. A good rebuke, Which might haue well becom'd the beſt of men To taunt at ſlackneſſe. Camidius, wee Will fight with him by Sea.