Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 21 (gar, shillings, alii, yongrave, ogenes, nat…). Matches are highlighted.
service, and be friends When we are dead, and yet I have no hope This will be granted, curse upon our faction. What? There's something oth' sudden struck upon My imagination, that may secure us. There is no other way, and yet my heart Would be excus worser but 'tis to save his life. In your ear I shall, It shanot make a noise if
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Madam my son ̄ knew not what he asked, And you were cruel to consent so soon. Seleucus life and mine Are twisted on one three worser, both stand or fallen Together, hath the service for my Country Deserved but this reward, to be sent weeping To my eternal home? Wast not enough When I was young, to loose my blood in wars, But the poor remnant that is scarcely warm And faintly creeping through my withered veins Must be let out to make you sport. Seleucus, kneel And say thou haste repented thy rash suit; If ere I see thee fight, I be thus wounded, How will the least drop forced from thy veins, Afflict my heart. They are both mad. I must resolve, and yet things are not ripe, My brains upon the torture. Most willingly, And I will praise her charity to allow it; I have not yet forgotten to use a sword, Lets loose no time, by this act, she will licence Our souls to leave our bodies but a day, Perhaps and hour the sooner; they may live To do her better service, and be friends When we are dead, and yet I have no hope This will be granted, curse upon our faction. What? There's something oth' sudden struck upon My imagination, that may secure us. There is no other way, and yet my heart Would be excus worser but 'tis to save his life. In your ear I shall, It shanot make a noise if you refuse it. Throw away These instruments of death, and Like two friends Embrace by our example. We have found a nearer way to friendship Madam, Then by exposing them to fight for us. Are you mad? Good Madam hear me, I fear he is distracted, Brave boy, thou shouldst be master of a soul Like his: thy honours more concerned. My Lord, I Like the substance of your plot, 'Tis promising, but matters of this consequence Are not so easily perfect, and it does Concern our heads to built upon secure Principles, though Sell eus, I confess, Carry a high, and daring spirit in him, 'Tis hard to thrust upon the state new settled Any impostor, and we know not yet Whither heel undertake to play the Prince; Or if he should accept it, with what cunning He can behave himself. I could be pleased To see my son a King. Enter Poleanus. The Captaiues here. Patiently? He's here. He does resemble much Thedosius too. This minute hall Declare it my Sell ucus, our hearts swelled With joy, with duty rather, o my boy I pronounce thee King Unless thy spirit be turned coward, and Thou faint to accept it. The state is in distraction, Arcadiu Is proved a King, there was and elder brother, If you dare but pronounce, you are the same, Forget you are my son. My Lord Cassandra. The destinies shall not cross us, if you have Spirit to undertake it. Have no suspicion. Let's proclaim him first. I have some faction, the people love me, They gained to us, weel all upon the Court. Does he not carry it bravely. The King. Does he not speak ̄ with confidence? Good sir hear me. Their lives may do You service, let not blood stain your beginnings The people not yet warm in their allegiance ̄ , May think it worth their tumult to revenge it With hazard of your self. Restrain your anger, the Kings moved, speak not Vouchsafe to hear me, great sir. counsel did never blast a Princes e ̄ are. 'Tis a truth, Our soul's bound to acknowledge you supplied The absence and opinion of my son, Who died but to make you my greater care I know not of Demetrius, but supposed Him dead indeed, as Epire thought you were, Your Father's character does want no testimony, Which but compared with what concerns Demetrius Will prove it self King Theodosius act, Your royal Father. Cassandra had no thought you would prove thus. To whose policy I gave this aim, although He wrought you up to serve but as his engine To batter young Demetrius, for it was Your Father's prudent jealousy, that made him Give out your early death's, as if his soul Prophesied his own first, and feared to leave Either of you to the unsafe protection, Of one whose study would be to supplant Your right, and make himself the King of Epire. They are here, Admit He want no art, nor courage, it must rest Upon the people to receive his title, And with what danger their uncertain breath May flatter ours, Demetrius scarcely warm In the Kings seat, I may suspect. May Heaven avert such danger. He might have looked more calmly for all that I begin to fear; but do not yet seem troubled.
Plot summary
Plot — The Coronation
When King Theodosius seized power in Epirus, he agreed to make his opponent Cassander the next heir should he himself die without issue. Now his daughter Sophia is Queen and Cassander the Lord Protector during her minority. She appears to favour Cassander’s son Lysimachus as a potential husband, but this is only a stratagem to secure Cassander’s support for her forthcoming installation as Queen regnant. Wishing to find a legitimate way of killing Arcadius, Seleucus proposes settling a family feud by single combat with themselves acting as champions. Sophia agrees, and schedules the fight immediately after her coronation; but the two heads of the families disapprove and prevent it by announcing that they have settled their differences. Sophia now declares her choice of husband: not Lysimachus as expected, but Arcadius. Arcadius accepts, even though he has sworn a vow of constancy to Polydora. Seleucus is imprisoned when he protests, and the disappointed Cassander plots treachery. Macarius, Arcadius’ uncle, produces documentary evidence that the proposed marriage would be incestuous: Arcadius is really Sophia’s brother, Demetrius, Theodosius’ younger son, who was bestowed on Macarius in infancy for fear of Cassander’s ambition; his claim to the throne is therefore better than Sophia’s. He and Sophia both try to reactivate their former relationships, but Polydora and Lysimachus are both less than compliant. Cassander plans to pull off the same trick twice: he arranges Seleucus’ release, claims him to be Theodosius’ elder son, Leonatus, and installs him as King. Demetrius takes refuge in Polydora’s house, happy to be deposed and so eligible to win back her love. But Cassander has overestimated the ease with which his new King can be controlled: ‘Leonatus’ refuses to reinstate him as Lord Protector, so he plots first to assassinate Demetrius and then admit the ruse, deposing Seleucus. The scheme backfires when it emerges that Seleucus really is Leonatus after all, and so the rightful King.