Caesar and Pompey (The Wars of Caesar and Pompey) · chunk 12 of 34
Chapman, George · published 1631 · first performed or written 1605 [1602-1605; Act 2, sc. 1 written 1610-1611(?)] (Annals) tragedy · Unacted (?) · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 461 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
'tis offered, Sir, 'bove the rate of Caesar In other men, but in what I approve Beneath his merits: which I will not fail T'enforce at full to Pompey, nor forget In any time the gratitude of my service. Your love, Sir, and your friendship. This prepares a good induction to the change of fortune, In this day's issue, if the pride it kindles In Pompey's veins, makes him deny a peace So gently offered: for her altered hand Works never surer from her ill to good On his side she hath hurt, and on the other With other changes, then when means are used To keep her constant, yet retire refused. I try no such conclusion, but desire Directly peace. In mean space I'll prepare For other issue in my utmost means; Whose hopes now resting at Brundusium, In that part of my army, with Sabinus, I wonder he so long delays to bring me, And must in person haste him, if this Even I hear not from him. That (I hope) flies far Your full intent, my Lord, since Pompey's navy, You know, lies hovering all alongst those seas, In too much danger, for what aid soever You can procure to pass your person safe. Which doubt may prove the cause that stays Sabinus; And, if with shipping fit to pass your army, He yet strains time to venture, I presume You will not pass your person with such Convoy Of those poor vessels, as may serve you here. How shall I help it? shall I suffer this Torment of his delay? and rack suspicions Worse than assured destructions through my thoughts. Past doubt he will be here; I left all ordered, And full agreement made with him to make All utmost haste, no least let once suspected. Suspected? what suspection should fear a friend In such assured straits from his friend's enlargement. If 'twere his soldiers' safeties he so tenders, Were it not better they should sink by sea, Then wrack their number, King and cause ashore? Their stay is worth their ruin, should we live, If they in fault were? if their leader! he sold die the deaths of all; in mean space, I That should not, bear all, fly the sight in shame, Thou eye of nature, and abortive night Fall dead amongst us: with defects, defects Must serve proportion; justice never can Be else restored, nor right the wrongs of man. This charge of our fierce foe, the friendly gods Have in our stregthened spirits beaten back With happy issue, and his forces lessened, Of two and thirty Ensigns forced from him, Two thousand soldiers slain. O boast not that, Their loss is yours, my Lord. I boast it not, But only name the number.
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Tis offerd, Sir, 'boue the rate of Caeſar In other men, but in what I approue Beneath his merits: which I will not faile T'enforce at full to Pompey, nor forget In any time the gratitude of my ſeruice. Your loue, Sir, and your friendſhip. This prepares a good induction to the change of fortune, In this dayes iſſue, if the pride it kindles In Pompeys vaines, makes him deny a peace So gently offerd: for her alterd hand Works neuer ſurer from her ill to good On his ſide ſhe hath hurt, and on the other With other changes, then when meanes are vſde To keepe her conſtant, yet retire refuſde. I try no ſuch concluſion, but deſire Directly peace. In meane ſpace Ile prepare For other iſſue in my vtmoſt meanes; Whoſe hopes now reſting at Brunduſium, In that part of my army, with Sabinus, I wonder he ſo long delaies to bring me, And muſt in perſon haſte him, if this Euen I heare not from him. That (I hope) flyes farre Your full intent, my Lord, ſince Pompeys navie, You know, lies houering all alongſt thoſe ſeas, In too much danger, for what ayde ſoeuer You can procure to paſſe your perſon ſafe. Which doubt may proue the cauſe that ſtayes Sabinus; And, if with ſhipping fit to paſſe your army, He yet ſtraines time to venture, I preſume You will not paſſe your perſon with ſuch Conuoy Of thoſe poore veſſels, as may ſerue you here. How ſhall I helpe it? ſhall I ſuffer this Torment of his delay? and rack ſuſpitions Worſe then aſſur'd deſtructions through my thoughts. Paſt doubt he will be here; I left all orderd, And full agreement made with him to make All vtmoſt haſte, no leaſt let once ſuſpected. Suſpected? what ſuſpection ſhould feare a friend In ſuch aſſur'd ſtreights from his friends enlargement. If twere his ſouldiers ſafeties he ſo tenders, Were it not better they ſhould ſinke by ſea, Then wrack their number, King and cauſe aſhore? Their ſtay is worth their ruine, ſhould we liue, If they in fault were? if their leader! he Sould dye the deaths of all; in meane ſpace, I That ſhould not, beare all, fly the ſight in ſhame, Thou ye of nature, and abortiue night Fall dead amongſt vs: with defects, defects Muſt ſerue proportion; iuſtice neuer can Be elſe reſtor'd, nor right the wrongs of man. This charge of our fierce foe, the firiendly gods Haue in our ſtregthen'd ſpirits beaten back With happy iſſue, and his forces leſſen'd, Of two and thirty Enſignes forc't from him, Two thouſand ſouldiers ſlaine. O boaſt not that, Their loſſe is yours, my Lord. I boaſt it not, But only name the number.