TITAN

Descend proud upstarted, tricked up in stolen weeds Decked in usurped state, and borrowed honours, Resign them to their owner, that's to me. A Crown's worth tugging for, & I will have't Though in pursuit I dare my ominous Fate. Am I not eldest? Am I a bastard, that my heritage Is wrested from me by a younger birth? Hath Vesta played adulteress withsome stranger? If I be eldest from Uranus loins, Your malden Issue, why am I debarred The law of Nations? am I Vesta's son? Why does not Vesta then appear a mother? Was younger Saturn bedded in your womb, Nearer your heart then I, that he's affected And I despised? If none of these, then grant me, What Justice wills, my interest in the Crown: Or if you make me outcast, if my Mother For get the love she owes, I shall abandon The duty of a son. If Saturn prove Unnatural, I'll be no more a brother, But maugre all that have my right withstood, Revenge my wrongs, & make my way through blood. If my own land prove thus unnatural, I'll purchase forrraine aid. To lose a Crown includes The lose of all things. What should I demand? Lycaon well advised, he during life, Shall reign in peace, no interruption, Shall pass from Titan to disturb his reign, So to our Giant raze thou wilt assure The crown as endue by right inheritance. Conditioned thus, That to deprive all future enmity In our succeeding Issue, thy male children Thou in their Cradle strangle. Or swear to this, or all our warlike raze, Dispersed in several Kingdoms Il'e assemble, To conquer thee, and from thy ambitious head, Tear that usurped Crown. I the Like, As I am Titan, and Uranus son: This league confirmed, all my Allies I'll gather Search foreign climbs, in which Il'e plant my kin, Scorning a seat here where I am despised, To live a subject to a younger birth. Nor bow to that which is my own by endue. Saturn farewell, Il'e leave thee to thy state, Whilst I in foreign Kingdoms search my Fate. Think on thy oath. Now are we strong, our giant Issue grown, Our sons in several kingdoms we have planted, From whence they have derived us brave supplies, From Sicily, and from the Aegean sea, That of our son Aegeon bears the name. We have assembled infinites of men, To avenge us on proud Saturn's perjury. Warlike Aegeon and Enceladus, Noble Lycaon lend us your assistance To forradge as we march, plant desolation Through all this fertile soil, be this your cry; Revenge on Saturn for his perjury. Who dares damage us? Let all the passages be open left, Unguarded let our ports and havens lie. All danger we despise, mischance or dread We hold in base contempt. Saturn gives back, and begins to leave the field. Pursue them to their gates, and about their City Plant a strong siege. Now Saturn all my sufferances Shall on thy head fallen heavy, we'll not spare Old man or babe. The Titans all things dare. Down treacherous Lord, and be our footpace now To ascend our high tribunal. Where's that Godhead With which the people Auee'd thee to heaven? Is't possible? Bear Saturn first to prison We'll after parley them. If Saturn (as thou sayest) hath sons alive, His oath is broken, and we are justly seized Of Creta's Crown by his late forfeiture. To thee that stillest thy self K. Saturn's son: Know thou wast doomed before thy birth to die, Thy claim disabled, and in saving thee Thy father hath made forfeit of his Crown. Whence are you that intrude upon our confines? Or what portend you in these hostile sounds Of clamorous war? By what pretence or claim? What art thou speakest it? Are our Ambassadors to Saturn gone, To let him know whence this our war proceeds?