The Raging Turk, or Bajazet the Second · chunk 49 of 51
Goffe, Thomas · published 1631 · first performed or written 1618 [c.1613-c.1618] (Annals) tragedy · at University unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 463 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
My Lord this Crown entreats you leave off these Ground-creeping meditations, and to think Of Majesty, wherefore we invest your brow With this rich robe of glory, and do vow To it our due allegiance: thus you shall Mount up aloft above your Father's fall. Thus our dear Father, those bright robes of state, For which so lately thou hast sweat in blood, Thou wearest upon my shoulders in thy stead: Thus are we crowned, and thus our labours be, Made gainful unto thine, though not to thee. Live then, and reign most mighty Emperor, Whilst that our care and watchful providence, Shall fence thy safety, and keep Sentinel Over thy sacred person, were black treasons, Hatched in the Centre of the darkest earth, The massy element should be prospective For all our piercing eyes; should Pluto send His black Apparator to summon thee To appear before him, by that Mahomet We would confront him boldly, and excuse Thy absence unto Pluto, by our presence; Death we'll disarm thee, if thou dar'starrest Thy fury on our Solyman, or we'll bale his person With our imprisonment. By our death thou shalt live; our City walls May with warlike ruin be battered, But our allegiance, that European Bull, Shall never push from us, with his golden horns; Nor shall his guilded showers quench our loves: No golden Engineer shall undermine The Castles of our faith, nor blow them up With blasts of hoped preferment, were thy walls▪ But paper, were they made of brittle glass, Our faiths should make them marble, and as firm As Admant: not walls, but subjects love, Do to a Prince the strongest Castle prove. Behold great Prince allegiance mixed with love Locked in our breasts: thou art the living key To shut, and to unlock them at thy pleasure: No golden picklock shall e'er serve itself Into these faithful locks, whose only springs Can be no other than our own heart strings, Our greedy swords which erst imbrued in blood, Did seem to blush at their own Master's acts, And upbraid us with our bloody facts Though peace hath now condemned to pleasing rust, Yet at thy beck we'll sheathe them in the breast Of daring Christians, thus in war we'll fight For thee, whilst thou dost strive for victory: Here to describe such Princely virtues, which Should more adorn thy Crown then Orient pearls, Were but to show a glass, and to commend Thyself unto thyself. Be gracious, Magnificent, courageous, or mild, Or more compendiously, be more thyself, Reign then, and Mahomet grant that thou may'st pass Nestor in years, as much as now thou dost In wisdom and in valour; Herald proclaim To the world his title, and let swift-winged Fame Second thy trumpet. Long live Soliman, etc.
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My Lord this Crowne enteates you leaue off these Ground-creeping meditations, and to thinke Of Majestie, wherefore we inuest your browe With this rich robe of glory, and doe vowe To it our due alleageance: thus you shall Mount vp aloft aboue your Fathers fall. Thus our deare Father, those bright robes of state, For which so lately thou hast sweat in blood, Thou wearest vpon my shoulders in thy stead: Thus are we crown'd, and thus our labours bee, Made gainefull vnto thine, though not to thee. Liue then, and raigne most mighty Emperour, Whilst that our care and watchfull proudence, Shall fence thy safety, and keepe Sentinell Ouer thy sacred person, were black treasons, Hatcht in the Center of the darkest earth, The massie element should be prospectiue For all our piercing eyes; should Pluto send His black Apparator to summon thee To appeare before him, by that Mahomet We would confront him boldly, and excuse Thy absence vnto Pluto, by our presence; Death we'le disarme thee, if thou dar'starrest Thy fury on our Solyman, or we'le bale his person With our imprisonment. By our death thou shalt liue; our Citie walls May with warlike ruine be battered, But our alleageance, that European Bull, Shall neuer push from vs, with his golden hornes; Nor shall his guilded showers quench our loues: No golden Enginer shall vndermine The Castles of our faith, nor blow them vp VVith blasts of hop'd preferment, were thy walls▪ But paper, were they made of brittle glasse, Our faiths should make them marble, and as firme As Admant: not walls, but subiects loue, Doe to a Prince the strongest Castle proue. Behold great Prince alleageance mixt with loue Lock'd in our breasts: thou art the liuing key To shut, and to vnlock them at thy pleasure: No golden pick-lock shall e're srue it selfe Into these faithfull locks, whose onely springs Can be no other then our owne heart strings, Our greedy swords which erst imbru'd in blood, Did seeme to blush at their owne Masters acts, And vpbraid vs with our bloody facts Though peace hath now condmn'd to pleasing rust, Yet at thy beck we'le sheath them in the breast Of daring Christians, thus in warre we'le fight For thee, whil'st thou dost striue for victory: Here to describe such Princely vertues, which Should more adorne thy Crowne then Orient pearles, Were but to shew a glasse, and to commend Thy selfe vnto thy selfe. Be gracious, Magnificent, couragious, or milde, Or more compendiously, be more thy selfe, Raigne then, and Mahomet grant that thou may'st passe Nestor in yeares, as much as now thou dost In wisedome and in valour; Herauld proclaime To the world his title, and let swift-winged Fame Second thy trumpet. Long liue Solymon, &c.