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The seconde tragedie of Seneca entituled Thyestes faithfully Englished by Iasper Heywood fellowe of Alsolne College in Oxforde; Thyestes. English
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Seneca, Lucius Annaeus, ca. 4 B.C.-65 A.D.; Heywood, Jasper, 1535-1598.
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mountaynes hye from Sarmats strong with all theyr power withholde Or he that on the floude of Danubye in frost a foote to trauayle dare be bolde Or Seres in what euer place they lye renounde with fleece that there of sylke dothe spryng They neuer myght the truthe hereof denye it is the mynde that onely makes a kyng There is no neede of sturdie steedes in warre no neede with armes or arrowes els to fyght That Parthus woontê with bowe to fling from farre while from the feelde he falsely fayneth flight Nor yet to siege no neede it is to brynge great goons in cartê to ouerâ⦠we the wall That from far of the yr battryng pellettes ãâã a kyng he is that feareth nought at all ãâã man him selfe this kyngdome geeues at hande let who so lyst with myghtie mace to ââ¦ygne In ââ¦yckle toppe of court delyght to stande let me the sweete and quiet rest obtayne So sette in place obscure and lowe degree of pleasaunt rest I shall the sweetnes knoâ⦠My lyfe vnknowne to them that noble be shall in the steppe of secret sylence goe Thus when my daââ¦es at length are ãâã and tyme without all troublous tumulte spent An aged man I shall departe at lâ⦠In meane estate to dye ââ¦ull well content But greuous is to him the deathe that when so farrâ⦠abrode the ââ¦ruyte of him is blowne That knowne he is to muche to other men departeth yet vntâ⦠him selfe vnknowne The thyrde Acte Thyestes Phylisthenes MY countrey bowres so long wysht for and Argos rytches all Cheefe good that vnto banyshâ⦠meâ⦠and mysers maie bââ¦ll The touche of soyle where borne I was and goddê of natyuâ⦠lande If goddê they be and sacred towrâ⦠I see of ãâã hââ¦nde That represent then all mans woorke a greater maiestie Renowned stadies to my youth where noble sometyme I Haue not so seelde as onse the palmâ⦠in fathers charyot woon All Argos now to meete with me and people fast will roon But Aââ¦eus to yet rather leade in woods agayne thy flight And bushes thicke and hyd among the brutyshe beastes from sight Lyke lyfe to theyrs where splendent pompe of court and princely pryde May not with flattryng fulgent face allure thine eyes asyde With whom the kyngdome geuen is beholde and well regarde Beseâ⦠but late with suche mishaps as all men counte full harde I stoute and ioyfull was but now agayne thus into feare I am returnde my mynde mysdontes and backeward seekes to beare My bodye hens and forthe I drawe my pase agaynst my wyll Phy. With slouthfull steppe what ãâã this my father standeth still And turnes his face and holdes him selfe in doute what thyng to do Thy. What thyng my mynde consyderst thou or els so long whertâ⦠Dooste thou so easy counsayle wrest wylt thou to thynges vnsure Thy brother and the kyngdome trust fearst thou those ils tendure Now ouercome and mieldâ⦠made and trauayls dooste thou flee That well were plaste it the ââ¦yles a myser now to bee Turne hens thy pace while leefull is and keepe thee from his hande Phyl. What cause the dryues o father deere thus from thy natiue lande Now seene to shrynke what makes thee thuâ⦠from thyngs so good at last Withdrawe thy selfe thy brother comes whose ââ¦res be ouerpast And halfe the kyngdome geues and of the house ââ¦ylacerate Repayres the partes and thee restores agayne to former state Thyest. The cause of feare that I know not thou dooste requyre to heare I see nothyng that makes me dread and yet I greatly feare I woulde goe on but yet my lymmê with weââ¦y leggê doe slacke And other waie then I woulde passe I am withholden backe So ofte the shippe that driuen is with winde and eke with ore The swellyng surge resistyng bothe beates backe vpon the shore Phyl. Yet ouercome what euer stayes and thus doth let your mynde And see what are at your returne preparde for you to fynde You may o father raigne Thy. I maie but then when die I mought Ph. ââ¦heefe thing is powre Th. nought worth at all if thou desyre it nought Phyl. You shall it to your children leaue Thy. the kyngdome takes not twayne Phy. Who maie be happie rather wolde he myser yet remayne Thy. Beleue me well with titles false the greate thyngê vâ⦠delight And heuye happê in vayne are fearde while high I stoode in sight I neuer stynââ¦ed then to quake and selfe same swoorde to feââ¦re That hanged by myne owne syde waâ⦠Oh how great good it were With none to striue but careles foode to eââ¦te and rest to knowe The greater gylts they enter not in cotage sette alowe And safer ââ¦oode is fed vpon at narrowe boorde alwaye While droonke in golde the poyson is by proofe well taught I saye That euyll happs before the good to loue it lykes my wyll Of haughtie house that stands alofte in tickle toppe of hyll And swayes asyde the citee lowe neede neuer be affryght Nor in the toppe of roofe aboue there shynes no Iuery bright Nor watcheman none defendes my sleepes by night or gardes my rest With fleââ¦te I fyshe not nor the seâ⦠I haue not backwarde prest Nor turnde to flight with builded wall nor wicked belly I With taxes of the people fedde nor parcell none doth ly Of grounde of mine beyonde the Getes and Parthians faâ⦠about Nor worshiped with francausence I am nor Ioue sheâ⦠out My Aulters decked are nor none in toppe of house doth stande In garden treese nor kyndled yet with helpe of eche mans hande The bathes dooe smoke nor yet are dayes in slouthfull slumbers led Nor nightes paste foorth in watche and wine without the rest of bed We nothyng feare the house is safe without the hydden knyfe And poore estate the sweetenes feeles of rest and quyet lyfe Greate kyngdome is to be content without the same to lyue Phy. Yet shoulde it not refused be if god the kyngdome gyue Thy. Not yet desyerd it ought to be Phy. your brother byddê you rayne Thy. Bydds he the more is to be fearde there lurketh there some trayne Phy. From whens it fell yet pietie is woonte to turne at lengthe And loue vnfaynde repayres agaynâ⦠his erste omitted strengthe Thy. Dothe Atreus then his brother loue eche Ursa fyrst on hye The seas shall washe and swellyng surge of seas of Sââ¦ylye Shall rest and all asswaged be and corne to rypenes growe In botome of Ionian seas and darkest night shall showe And spreade the light about the soyle the waters with the fyre The lyfe with death the wynde with seas shall frendshyp fyrst requyre And be at league Phy. of what deceite are you so dreadfull here Thy Of euery chone what ende at length myght I prouide of feare In all he can he hateth me Phy. to you what hurt can he Thy. As for my selfe I nothyng dread you lyttle babes make me Afrayde of him Phy. dreade ye to be beguylde when caught ye are To late it is to shoon the