Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Cambises, King of Persia · chunk 8 of 26

Preston, Thomas · published 1570 · first performed or written 1561 [c.1558-1569] (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 507 words

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Iesu master Sisamnes with me you are well acquainted: By me rulers may be trimly painted. You are unwise if ye take not time while ye may: If ye will not now when ye would ye shall have nay. What is he that of you dare make exclamation: Of your wrong dealing to make explication? Can you not play with both hands and turn with the wind? Believe me your words draw deep in my mind. In colour wise unto this day to bribes I have inclined: Moore the same for to frequent of truth I am now minded. Behold even now unto me Suitors do proceed. I beseech you here good master judge, a poor man's cause to téder Condemn me not in wrongful wise, that never was offender. You know right well my right it is, I have not for to give: You take away from me my due, that should my corpse relieve. The Commons of you do complain, from them you devocate: with anguish great & grievous words, their hearts do penetrate. The right you sell unto the wrong, your private gain to win: You violate the simple man, and count it for no sin: Hold thy tongue thou prattling knave, and give to me reward Else in this wise I tell thee truth, thy tale will not be heard. Ambidexter, let us go hence, and let the knave alone. Farewell Small habilitises for help now get ye none. Bribes hath corrupt him, good Laws to pollute: A naughty man that will not obey the Kings constitute. with heavy heart I will return till Ged redress my pain. From among the grisly ghosts I come, from tyrants testy train. Unseemly shame of sooth I am procured to make plain, The odious facts & shameless dée us that Cambyses king doth use. All piety and virtuous life, he doth it clean refuse. Lechery and drunkenness, he doth it much frequent: The Tigers kind to imitate, he hath given full consent. He naught esteems his council grave, ne virtuous bringing up But daily still receives the drink, of damned vices cup. He can bide no instruction, he takes so great delight: In working of iniquity, for to frequent his spite. As Fame doth sound the royal trump of worthy men and frim: So shame doth blow w strained blast, the trump of shame on him. My judge since my departure hence, have you used judgement right? If faithful steward I ye find, the same I will requited. Not doubt your grace shall not once hear, that I have done a mis. I much rejoice to hear, so good news as this. Alas, alas, how are the Commons oppressed, By that vile judge Sisamnes by name? I do not know how it should be redressed. To amend his life no whit he doth frame. We are undone and thrown out of door, His damnable dealing doth us so torment: At his hand we can find no relief nor succour, God grant him grace for to repent.
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PlayCambises, King of Persia
AuthorPreston, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1570
First performance / composition (Annals)1561 [c.1558-1569]
First performance (BritDrama)1569 [autumn] [1559-1569]
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 96 · TCP A10041 · DEEP 85
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 351–400 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 26 in this edition
Length507 words · 658 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvation at 0.817
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ieſu maiſter Siſamnes with me you are wel acquainted: By me rulers may be trimly painted. Ye are vnwiſe if ye take not time while ye may: If ye wil not now when ye would ye ſhall haue nay. What is he that of you dare make exclamation: Of your wrong dealing to make explication? Can you not play with bothe hands and turn with the winde? Beléeue me your woords draw déep in my minde. In colloure wiſe vnto this day to bribes I haue inclyned: More the ſame for to frequent of trueth I am now minded. Beholde euen now vnto me Suters doo procéed. I beſéech you héer good maiſter iudge, a poor mans cauſe to téder Condemne me not in wrōgful wiſe, that neuer was offender. You knowe right wel my right it is, I haue not for to giue: You take away from me my due, that ſhould my corps reléeue. The Commons of you doo complain, from them you deuocate: with anguiſh great & greeuoꝰ words, their harts doo penetrate. The right you ſel vnto the wrong, your priuate gain to win: You violate the ſimple man, and count it for no ſin: Holde thy tung thou pratling knaue, and giue to me reward Els in this wiſe I tel thée trueth, thy tale wil not be heard. Ambidexter, let vs go hence, and let the knaue alone. Farwel Small habilitis for help now get ye none. Bribes hath corrupt him, good Lawes to pollute: A naughtie man that wil not obay the Kings conſtitute. with heuy hart I wil return til Ged redreſſe my pain. From among ye griſly goſts I come, from tirants teſty train. Vnſéemly ſhame of ſooth I am procured to make plain, The odious facts & ſhameleſſe dée vs yt Cambiſes king dooth vſe. All pietie and vertuouſe life, he dooth it clene refuſe. Lechery and drunkennes, he dooth it much frequent: The Tigers kinde to immitate, he hath giuen ful conſent. He nought eſtéemes his councel graue, ne vertuous briging vp But dayly ſtil receiues the drink, of damned vices cup. He can bide no inſtruction, he takes ſo great delight: In working of iniquitie, for to frequent his ſpight. As Fame dooth ſound ye royall trump of worthy men and frim: So ſhāe dooth blowe we ſtrained blaſt, ye trump of ſhame on him. My Iudge ſince my departure hence, haue you vſed Iudgemēt right? If faithful ſtuard I ye finde, the ſame I wil requite. No dout your grace ſhall not once hear, that I haue doon a mis. I much reioyce to heare, ſo good newes as this. Alas, alas, how are ye Cōmons oppreſſed, By that vile Iudge Siſamnes by name? I doo not knowe how it ſhould be redreſſed. To amend his life no whit he dooth frame. We are vndoon and thrown out of doore, His damnable dealing dooth vs ſo torment: At his hand we can finde no reléef nor ſuccoure, God graunt him grace for to repent.