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Gorboduc. 

Thomas Norton and Thomas Sackville.


Note: this Renascence Editions text was transcribed and annotated by Leah Allen, Joanne Holland, Gillian Jewison, Elona McGifford, Sharlee Reimer, and Sharanpal Ruprai in June 2003 for a course at the University of Winnipeg called Shakespeare's Rivals, taught by Dr. Mark Morton. The source used was a reproduction of a photostat of the 1565 edition by Thomas Norton and Thomas Sackville located in the Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery. Any errors that have crept into the transcription are the fault of the Publisher. The text is in the public domain. The annotations are copyright © 2003 to the aforementioned transcribers. For nonprofit and educational uses only. Send comments and corrections to the Publisher.


    THE

    TRAGEDY OF GORBODUC;

    Whereof three Acts were written by
     

    Thomas Nortone[1], and the two last by
     

    Thomas Sackuyle[2].
     

    Set forth as the same was shown before the
    Queen's most excellent Majesty, in her highness'
    Court of Whitehall, the xviii day of January,
    Anno Domini[3]. 1561. By the Gentlemen
    Of Thynner[4] Temple in London.

    woodcut

     

     

    Imprinted at London

    in Fletestreet[5], at the sign of the
    Falcon by William Griffith: And are
    to be sold at his Shop in Saint
    Dunstones Churchyard
    The West of London.

    Anno[6], 1565. Septemb. 22. Q 3

     


The Argument of the Tragedy.

Gorboduc, king of Britain, divided his Realm in his lifetime to his Sons, Ferrex and Porrex. The Sons fell to division and dissention. The younger killed the elder. The Mother that more dearly loved the elder, for revenge killed the younger. The people moved with the Cruelty of the fact, rose in Rebellion and slew both father and mother. The Nobility assembled and most terribly destroyed the Rebels. And afterwards for want of Issue of the Prince whereby the Succession of the Crown became uncertain. They fell to Civil war in which both they and many of their Issues were slain, and the Land for a long time almost desolate and miserably wasted.


The names of the Speakers.

Gorboduc, king of great Britain.
Videna, Queen and wife to king Gorboduc.
Ferrex, Elder son to king Gorboduc.
Porrex, Younger son to king Gorboduc.
Clotyn, Duke of Cornwall.
Fergus, Duke of Albany.
Mandud, Duke of Leagre.
Gwenard, Duke of Cumperland.
Eubulus, Secretary to the king Gorboduc.
Arostus, A Councilor to king Gorboduc.
Dordan, A Councilor assigned by the king to his Eldest Son Ferrex.
Philander, A Councilor assigned by the king to his younger Son Porrex.
(Both being of the old king's Counsel before.)
Hermon, A Parasite remaining with Ferrex.
Tyndar, A Parasite remaining with Porrex.
Nuntius, A Messenger of the elder Brother's death.
Nuntius, A Messenger of Duke Fergus rising in Arms.
Marcella, A Lady of the Queen's privy Chamber.
Chorus, Four ancient and Sage men of Britain.


The Order of the dumb show[7] before the
first Act, and the Signification thereof.

First the Music of Violins began to play, during which came in upon the Stage six wild men

clothed in leaves. Of whom the first bore in his neck a fagot[8] of small sticks, which they all both severally and together assayed[9] with all their strengths to break, but it could not be broken by them. At the length one of them plucked out one of the sticks and broke it: And the rest plucking out all the other sticks one after another did easily break, the same being severed: which being conjoined they had before attempted in vain. After they had this done, they departed the Stage, and the Music ceased Hereby was signified, that a state knit in unity doth continue strong against all force. But being divided, is easily destroyed. As befell upon Duke Gorboduc dividing his Land to his two sons which he before held in Monarchy. And upon the dissention of the Brethren to whom it was divided.

 


  

 Viden[11], Ferrex. 

 Viden
1

      The silent night that brings the quiet pause,

        From painful travails[12] of the weary Day:

        Prolongs my careful thoughts and makes me blame

        The slow Aurore[13] that so for love or shame

5      Doth long delay to show her blushing face,

        And now the Day renews my griefull[14] plaint[15]

 

 Ferrex
        My gracious Lady and mother dear,

        Pardon my grief, for your so grieved mind

        To ask what cause so tormenteth your heart.

 

 Viden

10    So great a wrong and so unjust despite,

        Without all cause against all course of kind.

 

 Ferrex
        Such causeless wrong and so unjust despite,

        May have redress, or at the least revenge.

 

 Viden
        Neither my Son, such is the froward[16] will,

15    The person such, such my mishap and thine.

 

 Ferrex

        Mine know I none, but grief for your distresses.

 

 Viden

        Yes: mine for thine my son: A father? no:

        In kind a father, but not in kindliness.      


 Ferrex

        My father: why? I know nothing at all;

20    Wherein I have misdone[17] unto his Grace.        


 Viden

        Therefore, the more unkind to thee and me.

        For knowing well (my son) the tender love

        That I have ever born and bear to thee,

        He grieved thereat[18], is not content alone,

25    To spoil thee of my sight my chiefest Joys,

        But thee, of thy birth, right and Heritage

        Causeless, unkindly and in wrongful wise[19],

        Against all Law and right he will bereave,

        Half of his kingdom he will give away.      

    

 Ferrex.
30    To whom?

 

 Viden.
         Even to Porrex his younger son

        Whose growing pride I do so sore suspect,

        That being raised to equal Rule with thee,

        Me thinks I see his envious heart to swell

        Filled with Disdain and with ambitious Pride

35    The end the Gods do know, whose Alters I

        Full oft have made in vain of Cattle slain,

        To send the sacred smoke to Heaven’s Throne[20],

        For thee my son if things so succeed,

        As now my Jealous mind misdeemeth[21] sore.    


 Ferrex

40    Madam leave care and careful plaint for me;

        Just hath my Father been to every wight[22],

        His first injustice he will not extend

        To me I trust, that give no cause thereof,

        My brother’s pride shall hurt himself, not me.          


 Viden

45    So grant the Gods: but yet thy father so

        Hath firmly fixed his unmoved mind

        That plaints and prayers can no whit[23] avail,

        For those have I assayed, but even this day,

        He will endeavor to procure assent

50    Of all his Council to his fond device.      

    

 Ferrex

        Their Ancestors from race to race have borne

        True faith to my forefathers and their seed,

        I trust they eke[24] will bear the like to me.       

   

 Viden

        There resteth all, but if they fail thereof,

55    And if the end bring forth an evil success

        On them and theirs the mischief shall befall,

        And so I pray the Gods requite[25] it them,

        And so they will, for so is wont[26] to be

        When Lords and trusted Rulers under kings

60    To please the present fancy of the Prince,

        With wrong transpose the course of governance

        Murders, mischief, or civil sword at length,

        Or mutual treason, or a just revenge,

        When right succeeding Line returns again

65    By Jove’s[27] just Judgment and deserved wrath

        Brings them to civil and reproachful death,

        And roots[28] their names and kindred’s from the earth.      

    

 Ferrex

        Mother content you, you shall see the end.


 Viden

        The end? thy end I fear, Jove end me first.


Actus primus. Scena Secunda.[29] 

Gorboduc, Arostus, Philander, Eubulus. 

 Gorboduc

1      My lords whose grave advice and faithful aid

        Have long upheld my honour and my Realm

        And brought me from this age from tender years,

        Guiding so great estate with great renown;

5     Now more importeth[30] me the erst[31] to use

        Your faith and wisdom whereby yet I reign,

        That when by death my life and rule shall cease,

        The kingdom yet may with unbroken course,

        Have certain Prince, by whose undoubted right,

10    Your wealth and peace, may stand in quiet stay[32],

        And eke that they whom nature hath prepared,

        In time to take my place in Princely Seat,

        While in their Father’s time their pliant youth

        Yields to the frame of skilful governance

15    May so be taught and trained in noble Arts,

        As what their father’s which have reigned before

        Have with great fame derived down to them

        With honour they may leave unto[33] their seed:

        And not be taught for their unworthy life,

20    And for their Lawless swarving[34] out of kind,

        Worthy to lose what law and kind them gave

        But that they may preserve the common peace,

        The cause that first began and still maintains

        The Lineal course of King’s inheritance,

25    For me, for mine, for you, and for the state

        Whereof both I and you have charge and care.

        Thus do I mean to use your wonted faith

        To me and mine, and to your native Land,

        My Lords be plain without all wry[35] respect

30    Or poisonous craft to speak in pleasing wise,

        Lest as the blame of ill succeeding things

        Shall light on you, so light the harms also.


 Arostus

        Your good acceptance so (most noble king)

        Of such your faithfulness as heretofore[36]

35    We have employed in duties to your Grace,

        And to this Realm whole worthy head you are,

        Well proves that neither you mistrust at all,

        Nor we shall need no boasting to wise to show,

        Our truth to you, nor yet our wakeful[37] care

40    For you, for yours, and for our native Land,

        Wherefore[38] (O King) I speak for one as all,

        Sith[39] all as one do bare you equal faith:

        Doubt not to use their Councils and their aids

        Whose honours, goods and lives are whole avowed

45    To serve, to aid, and to defend your Grace.


 Gorboduc

        My lords I thank you all. This is the case

        Ye know, the Gods, who have the sovereign care

        For kings, for kingdoms, and for common weals[40],

        Gave me two sons in my more lusty[41] Age,

50    Who now in my deceiving years are grown

        Well towards riper state of mind and strength,

        To take in hand some greater Princely charge,

        As yet they live and spend their hopeful days,

        With me and with their Mother here in Court

55    Their age now asketh other place and trade,

        And mine also doth ask another change,

        Theirs to more travail, mine to greater ease:

        When fatal death shall end my mortal life,

        My purpose is to leave unto them twaine[42]

60    The Realm divided into two sundry[43] parts;

        The one Ferrex mine elder son shall have,

        The other shall the other Porrex rule

        That both my purpose may more firmly stand,

        And eke that they may better rule their charge,

65    I mean forthwith to place them in the same:

        That in my life they may both learn to rule,

        And I may Joy to see their ruling well.

        This is in the sum, what I would have ye weigh[44]:

        First whether you allow my whole device,

70    And think it good for me, for them, for you,

        And for our Country, mother of us all:

        And if ye like it and allow it well,

        Then for their guiding and their governance?

        Show forth such means of circumstance,

75    As ye think meet to be both known and kept:

        Lo, this is all, now tell me your advice.

 

 Arostus

        And this is much, and asketh great advice,

        But for my part my Sovereign Lord and king

        This do I think your Majesty doth know,

80    How under your Justice and in peace,

        Great wealth and Honour, long we have enjoyed

        So as we cannot seem with greedy minds

        To wish for change of Prince and governance,

        But if ye like your purpose and device,

85    Our liking must be deemed to proceed,

        Of rightful reason, and of heedful care,

        Not for ourselves, but for our common state:

        Sith our own state doth need no better change

        I think in all as erst your Grace has said:

90    First when you shall unload your aged mind,

        Of heavy care and troubles manifold[45],

        And lay the same upon my Lords your sons

        Whose growing years may bear the burden long

        And long I pray the Gods grant it so:

95    And in your life while you shall so behold

        Their rule, their virtues and their noble deeds,

        Such as their kind behighteth[46] to us all,

        Great be the profits that shall grow thereof,

        Your age in quiet shall the longer last

100  Your lasting age shall be their longer stay,

        For cares of kings, that rule as you have ruled

        For public wealth and not for private joy,

        Do waste man’s life and hasten crooked age,

        With furrowed face and with enfeebled limbs,

105  To draw on creeping Death a swifter pace.

        They two yet young shall bear the party reign

        With greater ease, than one now old alone

        Can wield the whole, for whom much harder is

        With lessened strength and double weight to bear

110  Your eye, your Council, and the grave regard

        Of Fathers, yea of such as father’s name,

        Now at beginning of their sundered reign,

        When it is hazard of their whole success

        Shall bridle so their force of youthful heats,

115  And so restrain the rage of insolence[47],

        Which most assails the young and noble minds,

        And so shall guide and train in tempered stay

        Their yet green bending wits with reverent awe.

        As now inured[48] with virtues at the first.

120  Custom, O king, shall bring delightfulness

        By use of Virtue, Vice shall grow in hate,

        But if you so dispose it, that the day

        Which ends your life shall first begin their reign,

        Great is the peril, what will be the end,

125  When such beginning of such liberties

        Void of such stays as in your life do lie,

        Shall leave them free to randon of their will[49].

        An open prey to traitorous flattery,

        The greatest pestilence of noble youth:

130  Which peril shall be past, if in your life,

        Their tempered youth with aged father’s awe

        Be brought in ure[50] of skillful staidness.

        And in your life, their lives disposed so,

        Shall lengthen your noble life in joyfulness.

135  Thus think I ý[51] your grace hath wisely thought

        And that your tender care of common weal,

        Hath bred this thought, so to divide your Land

        And plant your sons to bear the present rule

        While you yet live to see their ruling well,

140  That you may longer live by joy therein.

        What further means behooveful[52] are and meet

        At greater leisure may your Grace devise

        When see have said, and when we be agreed

        If this be best, to part the realm in twain,

145  And place your sons in present government;

        Whereof, as I have plainly said my mind,

        So would I hear the rest of all my Lords.

 

Philander

        In part I think as hath been said before,

        In part again my mind is otherwise.

150  As for dividing of this Realm in twain

        And lotting out the same in egal[53] parts,

        To either of my Lords, your Grace’s sons,

        That think I best for this your Realm’s behoof[54],

        For profit and advancement of your sons,

155  And for your comfort and your honour eke:

        But so to place them while your life do last,

        To yield to them your Royal governance,

        To be above them only in the name

        Of father, not in kingly state also,

160  I think not good for you, for them, nor us.

        This kingdom since the bloody civil field

        Where Morgan[55] slain did yield his conquered part

        Unto his Cousin’s sword in Camberland

        Containeth all that whilom[56] did suffice,

165  Three noble sons of your forefather Brute;[57]

        So your two sons, it may also suffice,

        The moe[58] the stronger, if they agree in one:

        The smaller compass that the realm doth hold

        The easier is the sway thereof to weld,

170  The nearer Justice to the wronged poor,

        The smaller charge, and yet enough for one.

        And when the Region is divided so

        That Brethren be the Lords of either part,

        Such strength doth nature knit between the both,

175  In sundry bodies by conjoined love

        That not as two, but one of doubled force,

        Each is to other as a sure defense,

        The Nobleness and glory of the one

        Doth sharp the courage of the other’s mind

180  With virtuous envy to contend for praise,

        And such an egalness[59] hath nature made,

        Between the Brethren of one Father’s seed,

        As an unkind wrong it seems to be,

        To throw the other Subject under feet

185  Of him, whose Peer he is by course of kind,

        And nature that did make this egalness,

        Oft so repineth at so great a wrong,

        That oft she raiseth by a grudging grief,

        In younger Brethren at the elder’s state:

190  Whereby both towns and kingdoms have been razed

        And famous stocks of Royal blood destroyed:

        The Brother that should be the Brother’s aid

        And have a wakeful care for his defense,

        Gapes for his death, and blames the lingering years

195  That brings not forth his end with faster course

        And oft impatient of so long delays,

        With hateful slaughter he prevents[60] the fates

        And heaps a just reward for Brother’s blood,

        With endless vengeance on his stock for aye:

200  Such mischiefs here are wisely met withall:

        If egal state may nourish egal love,

        Where none has cause to grudge the other’s good,

        But now the head to stoop beneath them both,

        Ne[61] kind, ne reason, ne good order bears.

205  And oft it hath been seen, that where Nature

        Hath been perverted in disordered wise

        When Fathers cease to know that they should rule

        And Children cease to know they should obey,

        And often our unkindly[62] tenderness,

210  Is Mother of unkindly Stubbornness:

        I speak not this in envy or reproach,

        As if I grudged the glory of your sons,

        Whose honour I beseech the Gods to increase:

        Nor yet as if I thought there did remain,

215  So filthy Cankers in their noble breasts,

        Whom I esteem (which is their greatest praise)

        Undoubted children of so good a king.

        Only I mean to show my certain Rules,

        Which kind hath graft within the mind of man

220  That Nature hath her order and her course,

        Which (being broken) both corrupt the state

        Of minds and things even in the best of all.

        My Lords, your sons, may learn to rule of you

        Your own example in your noble Court

225  Is fittest guider of their youthful years,

        If you desire to seek some present Joy

        By sight of their well ruling in your life,

        See them obey, so shall you see them rule,

        Who so obeyeth not with humbleness

230  Will rule with outrage and insolence

        Long may they rule I do beseech the Gods,

        But long may they learn ere[63] they begin to rule.

        If kind and fates would suffer, I would wish

        Them aged Princes and immortal kings:

235  Wherefore, most noble king, I well assent,

        Between your sons ý you divide your Realm.

        And as in kind, so match them in degree

        But while the Gods prolong your Royal life

        Prolong your reign, for thereto live you here,

240  And therefore have the Gods so long forborne

        To join you to themselves, that still you might

        Be Prince and father of our common weal:

        They, when they see your children ripe to rule,

        Will make them room, and will remove you hence,

245  That yours in right ensuing of your life

        May rightly honour your mortal[64] name.

 

Eubulus

        Your wonted true regard of faithful hearts,

        Makes me (O king) the bolder to presume

        To speak what I conceive within my breast,

250  Although the same do not agree at all

        With that which other here my Lords have said

        Nor which yourself have seemed best to like,

        Pardon I crave and that my words be deemed

        To flow from hearty zeal unto your Grace,

255  And to the safety of your common weal:

        To part your Realm unto my Lords your sons

        I think not good for you, ne yet for them,

        But worst of all, for this our Native Land:

        For with[65] one Land, one single rule is best:

260  Divided Reigns do make divided hearts,

        But Peace preserves the Country and the Prince.

        Such is in man the greedy mind to reign,

        So great is his desire to climb aloft,

        In worldly Stage the stateliest parts to bear,

265  That faith and Justice and all kindly love,

        Do yield unto desire of Sovereignty:

        Where egal state doth raise an egal hope

        To win the thing that either would attain

        Your grace remembreth how in past years

270  The mighty Brute, first prince of all this Land

        Possessed the same and ruled it well in one,

        He thinking that the compass[66] did suffice

        For his three sons, three kingdoms eke to make

        Cut it in three, as you would now in twain:

275  But how much British blood hath sithence[67] been spilt

        To join again the sundered[68] unity?

        What Princes slain before their timely hour?

        What waste of towns and people in the Land?

        What Treasons heaped on murders and spoils?

280  Whose just revenge even yet is scarcely ceased,

        Ruthful[69] remembrance is yet had in mind:

        The Gods forbid the like to chance again

        And you (O king) give not the cause thereof:

        My Lord Ferrex your elder son, perhaps,

285  Whom kind and custom gives a rightful hope

        To be your Heir and to succeed your Reign,

        Shall think that he doth suffer greater wrong

        Than he perchance will bear, if power serve.

        Porrex the younger so upraised in state,

290  Perhaps in courage will be raised also,

        If Flattery then which fails not to assail

        The tender minds of yet unskillful youth,

        In one shall kindle and increase distain[70]:

        And Envy in the other’s heart enflame,

295  This fire shall waste their love, their lives, their land,

        And ruthful ruin shall destroy them both,

        I wish not this (O King) so to befall,

        But fear the thing, that I do most abhor

        Give no beginning to so dreadful end,

300  Keep them in order and obedience:

        And let them both by now obeying you

        Learn such behavior as beseems[71] their state.

        The Older, mildness in his governance,

        The younger, a yielding contentedness:

305  And keep them near unto your presence still,

        That they, restrained by the awe of you,

        May live in compass of well-tempered stay,

        And pass the perils of their youthful years.

        Your aged life draws on to feebler time,

310  Wherein you shall less able be to bear

        The travails that in youth you have sustained

        Both in your person’s and your Realm’s defense

        If planting now your sons in further parts,

        You send them further from your present reach

315  Less shall you know how they themselves demean.

         Traitorous corrupters of their pliant youth

        Shall have, unspied, a much more free access,

        And if ambition and inflamed distain

        Shall arm the one, the other, or them both

320  To civil war, or to usurping pride.

        Late shall you rue that you ne recked[72] before:

        Good is, I grant, of all to hope the best,

        But not to live still dreadless of the worst,

        So trust the one, that the other be forseen,

325  Arm not unskilfulness with princely power

        But you that long have wisely ruled the reins

        Of royalty within your noble Realm

        So hold them, while the Gods for our avails

        Shall stretch the thread of your prolonged days.

330  Too soon he climbed into the flaming Cart,

        Whose want of skill did set the earth on fire.[73]

        Time and example of your noble Grace,

        Shall teach your sons both to obey and rule:

        When time hath taught them, time shall make them

335  The place that now is full: and so I pray

        Long it remain, to comfort of us all.

 

Gorboduc

        I take your faithful hearts in thankful part

        But sith I see no cause to draw[74] my mind,

        To fear the nature of my loving sons,

340  Or to misdeem that Envy or distain,

        Can there work hate, where nature planteth love

        In one self[75] purpose do I still abide,

        My love extendeth egally to both,

        My Land sufficeth for them both also:

345  Humber[76] shall part the Marches[77] of their Realms:

        The Southern part the elder shall possess,

        The Northern shall Porrex the younger rule,

        In quiet I will pass mine aged days.

        Free from the travail and the painful cares

350  That hasten age upon the worthiest kings.

        But lest the fraud that ye do seem to fear

        Of flattering tongues, corrupt their tender youth

        And writhe[78] them to the ways of youthful lust[79],

        To climbing pride, or to revenging hate

355  Or to neglecting of their careful charge

        Lewdly[80] to live in wanton recklessness

        Or to oppressing of the rightful cause

        Or not to wreak[81] the wrongs done to the poor

        To tread down truth, or favor false deceit

360  I mean to join either of my sons

        Some one of those whose long approved faith

        And wisdom tried may well assure my heart:

        That mining[82] fraud shall find no way to creep

        Into their fenced ears with grave advise[83]:

365  This is the end, and so I pray you all

        To bear my sons the love and loyalty

        That I have found within your faithful breasts.

 

Arostus

        You, nor your sons, our sovereign Lord, shall want

        Our faith and service while our lives do last.

 

Chorus

370  When settled stay doth hold the royal throne

        In steadfast place by known and doubtless right:

        And chiefly when descent on one alone

        Make single and unparted reign to light.

        Each change of course unjoints the whole estate

375  And yields it thrall to ruin by debate.  

        The strength that knit by fast accord in one

        Against all foreign power of mighty foes,

        Could of itself defend itself alone,

        Disjoined once, the former force doth lose

380  The sticks, that sundered brake so soon in twain

        In fagot bound attempted were in vain.[84]  

        Oft tender mind that leads the partial eye

        Of erring parents in their children’s love

        Destroys the wrongly loved child thereby:

385  This doth the proud son of Apollo prove

        Who, rashly set in the chariot of his sire,

        Inflamed the parched earth with heaven’s fire.[85]

        And this great king, that doth divide his land

        And change the course of his descending crown

390  And yields the reign into his children’s hand,

        From blissful state of joy and great renown,

        A Mirror[86] shall become to Princes all

        To learn to shun the cause of such a fall.

 


The Order and signification of 
the dumb show before the second Act.

First, the Music of Cornets began to play, during which came in upon the Stage a king accompanied with a number of his Nobility and Gentlemen. And after he had placed himself in a Chair of estate prepared for him: there came and kneeled before him a grave and aged Gentleman and offered up a Cup unto him of Wine in a glass, which the king refused. After him comes a brave and lusty young Gentleman and presents the king with a Cup of Gold[87] filled with potion[88], which the king accepted, and drinking the same, immediately fell down dead upon ý stage, and so was carried thence away by his Lords and Gentlemen, and then the Musick ceased. Hereby was signified, that as Glass by nature holdeth no poison, but is clear and may easily be seen through, ne boweth[89] by any Art: So a faithful Counsellor holdeth no treason, but is plain and open, ne yieldeth to any undiscreet[90] affection, but giveth wholesome Counsel, which the ill-advised Prince refuseth. The delightful gold filled with poison betokeneth Flattery, which under fair seeming of pleasant words beareth deadly poison, which destroyeth the prince ý receiveth it. As befell in the two brethren Ferrex and Porrex who, refusing the wholesome advise of grave Court fellows, credited these young Parasites and brought to themselves death and destruction thereby.

 

Actus secundus. Scena prima.[91]

 

Ferrex, Hermon, Dordan.

 

Ferrex

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     I Marvel much what reason led the king

        My father thus without all desert,

        To reave me[92] half ý kingdom which by course

        Of law and nature should remain to me.

 

Hermon

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     If you with stubborn and untamed pride

        Had stood against him in rebelling wise,

        Or if with grudging mind you had envied

        So slow a sliding of his aging years,

        Or fought before your time to haste the course

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  Of fatal death upon his Royal head,

        Or stained your Stock with murder of your kin:

        Some face of reason might perhaps have seemed

        To yield some likely cause to spoil ye thus.

 

Ferrex

        The wreakful[93] Gods pour on my cursed head,

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   Eternal plagues and never dying woes,

        The Hellish Prince[94], adjudge my damned ghost

        To Tantalus’ thirst[95] or proud Ixion’s wheel[96]

        Or cruel Gripe to gnaw my growing heart[97]

        To during torments and unquenched flames

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   If ever I concerned so foul a thought,

        To wish his end of life, or yet of reign.

 

Dordan

        Ne yet your father (O most noble Prince)

        Did ever think so foul a thing of you

        For he with more than father’s tender love

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   While yet the fates do lend him life to rule,

        (Who long might live to see your ruling well)

        To you my Lord, and to his other son

        Lo he resigns his Realm and Royalty

        Which never would so wise a Prince have done

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   If he had once misdeemed that in your heart

        There ever lodged so unkind a thought.

        But tender love (my Lord) and settled trust

        Of your good nature, and your noble mind

        Made him to place you thus in Royal throne

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   And now to give you half his realm to guide

        Yea and that half within abounding store

        Of things that serve to make a wealthy Realm

        In stately Cities and in fruitful soil,

        In temperate breathing of the milder heaven,

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   In things of needful use, which friendly Sea

        Transports by traffic from the foreign Ports.

        In flowing wealth, in honour and in force,

        Doth pass the double value of part

        That Porrex hath allotted to his reign,

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   Such is your case, such is your father’s love.

 

 Ferrex

        Ah love, my friends, love wrongs not whom he loves.

 

 Dordan

        Ne yet wrongeth you, that giveth you

        So large a reign ere that the course of time

        Bring you to kingdom by descended right,

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   Which time perhaps might end your time before.

 

 Ferrex

        Is this no wrong, say you, to reave from me

        My native right of half so great a realm,

        And thus to match his younger son with me

        In equal power, and in as great a degree?

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   Yea[98] and what son? The son whose swelling pride

        Would never yield one point of reverence,

        When I the Elder and apparent heir

        Stood in the likelihood to possess the whole

        Yea and that son which from his childish age

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   Envieth my honour, and doth hate my life,

        What will he now do? When his pride, his rage,

        The mindful malice of his grudging heart

        Is armed with force, with wealth and kingly state?

 

 Hermon

        Was this not wrong? Yea ill advised wrong

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   To give so mad a man so sharp a sword,

        To so great peril of so great mishap,

        Wide open thus to set so large a way.


 Dordan

        Alas my lord, what grieful thing is this?

        That of your brother you can think so ill

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   I never saw him utter likely sign

        Whereby a man might see or once misdeem

        Such hate of you, ne such unyielding pride