Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
Now recollect thy spirits Rhodon, Let Spartan resolution spread itself Into each angle of thy noble heart. For now our hostile forces are assembled, Covering the fields from Ossa to Olympus. Their painted banners with the winds are playing: Their pampered coursers thunder on the plains: The splendour of their glistering arms repels The bashful sunbeams back unto the clouds. Their bellowing drums and trumpets shrill, Do many sad corrantoes sound, Which danger grim and sprawling death must dance. Now therefore Rhodon, do reflect thy eye Upon the glories of thy ancestors, And strive by emulation to transcend Those trophies which were yet ne'er paralleled. Surcease this needless talk, let us to action, The loss of time consisteth in protraction. Your noble courages, endeared friends, A good event to our designs portends. WIthin the precincts of this grove Poneria dwells, Here nightly she hath conventicles With her wise spirits; see how the trees are carved With Magical mysterious characters, See how the fiery fiends with their frequent resort have Scorched the leaves, and changed the Merry livery of the spring into a mournful hue. Behold the grass dyde with the swarthy gore Of some great sacrifice, that late was offered up To the infernal powers. The black aspect of this strange uncouth place Doth make my heart to quake. Within a vault hewn from the stony bowels, Of you high precipicious rock she dwells. Cheer up (Cynosbatus) and come away, Let's to her Cell, and I'll show thee the way. Cursed was the wight that did in murder first Imbrue his guilty hands: cursed was that hand Which first was taught by damned hellish art To forge the killing blade in Vulcan's flames: What raging fury reigns in mortal breasts, That man should man pursue with deadly hate; Oh what malignant power hath defaced, That specious image of the gods above? Who hath inspired man with that bestial quality Of murderous revenge? The Lybian lions seldom are at odds, The Tigers of Hyrcania do agree, But man to man's become a very devil: That Thracian god which is delighted most With humane sacrifices, is now adored; Bloodthirsty Mars now bears the only sway, Who direful devastations doth affect, Peace hath forsook the earth, and fell debate Shaking his battered arms, now stalketh everywhere. I hoped for nuptials sweet, of late, but now I may have cause to fear a funeral. Hymen affrighted with the confused noise Of brutish war, is fled I know not whither. My dearest Rhodon must depart from me, And in the field engage his tender Corpse To all extremities of death, of wounds, of danger, Of sickness and unrest: Strike not the air with this vain language, Iris, Wound not thy soul with these unseemly plaints, But be content to wait the will of Iove, Who will crown our designs with blessed success. For in a cause that's honest, just, and right, The gods themselves will take up arms and fight.
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Now recollect thy spirits Rhodon, Let Spartan resolution spread it selfe Into each angle of thy noble heart. For now our hostile forces are assembled, Covering the fields from Ossa to Olympus. Their painted banners with the windes are playing: Their pamper'd coursers thunder on the plaines: The splendor of their glistring armes repels The bashfull sun-beames backe unto the clouds. Their bellowing drums and trumpets shrill, Doe many sad corrantos sound, Which danger grimand sprawling death must dance. Now therefore Rhodon, doe reflect thy eye Upon the glories of thy ancestours, And strive by emulation to transcend Those trophies which were yet nere paralleld. Surcease this needlesse talke, let us to action, The losse of time consisteth in protraction. Your noble courages, endeared friends, A good event to our designes portends. VVIthin the precincts of this grove Poneria dwels, Here nightly she hath coventicles With her wise spirits; see how the trees are carv'd With Magicall mysterious characters, See how the fiery fiends with their frequent resort have Scorch'd the leaves, and chang'd the Merry livery of the spring into a mournfull hue. Behold the grasse dyde with the swarthy gore Of some great sacrifice, that late was offer'd up To the infernall powers. The blacke aspect of this strange uncouth place Doth make my heart to quake. Within a vault hewne from the stony bowels, Of you high precipicious rocke she dwels. Cheere up (Cynosbatus) and come away, Let's to her Cell, and Ile shew thee the way. CVrst was the wight that did in murther first Embrue his guilty hands: curst was that hand Which first was taught by damned hellish art To forge the killing blade in Vulcans flames: What raging fury raignes in mortall brests, That man should man pursue with deadly hate; Oh what maglignant power hath defac'd, That specious image of the gods above? Who hath inspir'd man with that bestiall quality Of murderous revenge? The Lybian Lyons seldome are at oddes, The Tygers of Hyrcania doe agree, But man to man's become a very divell: That Thracian god which is delighted most With humane sacrifices, is now ador'd; Blood-thirsty Mars now beares the onely sway, Who direfull devastations doth affect, Peace hath forsooke the earth, and fell debate Shaking his batter'd armes, now stalketh every where. I hop'd for nuptials sweet, of late, but now I may have cause to feare a funerall. Hymen affrighted with the confus'd noyse Of brutish warre, is fled I know not whither. My dearest Rhodon must depart from me, And in the field ingage his tender Corps To all extremities of death, of wounds, of danger, Of sicknesse and unrest: Strike not the ayre with this vaine language, Iris, Wound not thy soule with these unseemely plaints, But be content to wait the will of Iove, Who will crowne our designes with blest successe. For in a cause that's honest, iust, and right, The gods themselves will take up armes and fight.