The Raging Turk, or Bajazet the Second · chunk 41 of 51
Goffe, Thomas · published 1631 · first performed or written 1618 [c.1613-c.1618] (Annals) tragedy · at University T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea typicality 0.73 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
With easy diligence. Then let it. I'm yours. Walk, and thy pains, Shall be rewarded highly, with the like As thou bestowest on Bajazet: the Court Makes it a fashion now first to bring the event About, and then hang up the instrument. Thus Cherseogles hast thou wound thyself, Out of thyself to act some fearful plot, By which the Authors of this public woe, Shall skip into their graves, it is confirmed A deed of lawful valour to defeat Those of their lives, that robbed the world of peace. On this side the false hearted Selimus With his confederate Bassas lie encamped Just opposite the proud Achomates; The Sun now sunk into the Western lap, Bids either part, unlace their warlike helms Until to morrow light where both intent The hazard of a battle: but you powers That with propitious cares, tender the world And us frail mortals, help me to present A general enemy by the fall of some; Assist my spirits in a deed of blood, Cruel, yet honest and austerely good. Who? Selimus? as I expected. What? A soldier thus licentious in his walks, A stranger? Ha? What art thou? A sworn friend, a servant to thy greatness. Then return Back into thy ranks and orders, no edict From me hath ratified this liberty, To scout at random from the standing camp. 'Tis true my honoured Lord, nor have I dared For some poor trivial prey thus to remove Myself, but for a cause of greater weight The ruin of our enemies. How's that? The ruin of our enemies? No less; The quick fall of great Achomat● Can work it. Soldier as thou hop'st to live, Mock not my thoughts with false and painted tales, Of a supposed stratagem. I swear— What wilt thou swear? By all the heavenly powers I speak the truth, and if I fail in aught, Grind mine accursed body into dust. Enough, unfold the meaning and the way By which this happy project must be wrought. 'Tis thus; at the twelfth hour of this black night. Achomates I have induced to walk Forth to this valley weaponed, but unmanned, In expectation of your presence there, Where being met, he'll urge a single fight, 'twixt you and him: after a stroke or two, I have engaged myself closely to start From ambush, and against you take his part. Then thou art a traitor? Worse than a devil, should my heart Have made that promise with my tongue; But heaven bear witness that my inward thoughts Labour his welfare only, whom you powers Have proved most worthy, therefore only yours. Meet but this foe, whom I have flattered thus, To his destruction: and great Selimus Shall see my strength employed to offend Achomates, and stand thy faithful friend. Oh were thou faithful— If I shrink in aught That I profess, death shall strike me to the grave. So thrive all falsehood, and each perjured slave.
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With easie diligence. Then let it. I'me yours. Walke, and thy paines, Shall be rewarded highly, with the like As thou bestowest on Baiazet: the Court Makes it a fashion now first to bring the event About, and then hang vp the instrument. Thus Cherseogles hast thou wound thy selfe, Out of thy selfe to act some fearefull plot, By which the Authors of this publique woe, Shall skip into their graues, it is confirm'd A deede of lawfull valour to defeat Those of their liues, that rob'd the world of peace. On this side the false hearted Selymus With his confederate Bassaes lie incampt Iust opposite the proud Achomates; The Sunne now sunke into the Westerne lap, Bids either part, vnlace their warlike helmes Vntill to morrow light where both intend The hazard of a battell: but you powers That with propitious cares, tender the world And vs fraile mortals, helpe me to preent A generall enemie by the fall of some; Assist my spirits in a deed of blood, Cruell, yet honest and austeerely good. Who? Selymus? as I expected. What? A souldier thus licentious in his walkes, A stranger? Ha? What art thou? A sworne friend, a seruant to thy greatnesse. Then returne Backe into thy rankes and orders, no edict From me hath ratified this liberty, To scout at randome from the standing campe. 'Tis true my honour'd Lord, nor haue I dared For some poore triuiall prey thus to remoue My selfe, but for a cause of greater weight The ruine of our enemies. How's that? The ruine of our enemies? No lesse; The quicke fall of great Achomat Can worke it. Soldier as thou hop'st to liue, Mocke not my thoughts with false and painted tales, Of a supposed stratagem. I sweare— What wilt thou sweare? By all the heauenly powers I speake the trueth, and if I faile in ought, Grind mine accursed bodie into dust. Enough, vnfold the meaning and the way By which this happy project must be wrought. 'Tis thus; at the twelfth houre of this blacke night. Achomates I haue induc'd to walke Foorth to this valley weapon'd, but vnmand, In expectation of your presence there, Where being met, heele vrge a single fight, Twixt you and him: after a stroake or two, I haue ingag'd my selfe closely to start From ambush, and against you take his part. Then thou art a traytor? Worse then a deuill, should my heart Haue made that promise with my tongue; But heauen beare witnesse that my inward thoughts Labour his welfare only, whom you powers Haue prou'd most worthy, therefore onely yours. Meete but this foe, whom I haue flattered thus, To his destruction: and great Selymus Shall see my strength imployed to offend Achomates, and stand thy faithfull friend. Oh were thou faithfull— If I hrinke in ought That I professe, death shall strike me to the grave. So thriue all falshood, and each perjur'd slaue.