great men imitate vnskillfull statuaries who
suppose In forging a Colossq. if they make him
Stroddle enough, stroote, and look big and gape
Their work is goodly, so our tympanous statists
(In their affected grauity of uoice, Sowerness of
countenance, manners cruelty, Authority, wealth,
and all the spawne of fortune) think they
beare all the kingdomes worth before them Yet
differ not from those Colossick Statues capital letter? line break? Which
with heroique formes without orespread Within
are nought but mortar flint and lead
By Bussy d'Ambois,
in Bussy d'Ambois (1.1.6-17),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 698
as great Seamen using all their powers and skills in Neptunes deep invisible paths In tall ships ships richly built and ribd with brasse. To put a girdle round about the world, when they haue done it, comming neere their Hauen Are glad to give a warning peece, and call A poore staid staid fisherman that neuer past His countreys sight sight to waft and guide them in: So when we wander farthest through the waues of glassy glory and the gulfes of stater Topt with all titles, spreading all our reaches As if each priuate arme would spheare the world We must to vertue for her guide resort, Or we shall shipwrack in our our safest port Dwttz E’ BNCpkt Cz
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godlinesse is your true guide
By Bussy d'Ambois,
in Bussy d'Ambois (1.1.20-33),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 698
imitatio Dei in miraculis ad sit
There is no second place in numerous state
That holds more then a Cypher: In a King
All places are containd. His words and looks
Are like the flashes and the bolts of Ioue:
His deeds inimitable, like the Sea
That shuts still as it opes, and leaves no tracts
Nor prints of president for poore mens facts.
By Monsieur,
in Bussy d'Ambois (1.1.34-40),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 698
that (like a Lawrell put in fire
Sparkled, and spit) did much much more than scorne
That his wrong should misuse him, so like chaffe
To go so soone out; and like lighted paper
Approoue his spirit at once both fire and ashes
By Nuntius,
in Bussy d'Ambois (1.1.69-73),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 698
–wheres law?
See how it runnes much like a turbulent sea
Heere high and glorious as it did contend pure
To wash the heauens, and make the Starres more
And here so low, it leaues the mud of hell
To euery common vew
By Tamyra,
in Bussy d'Ambois (2.2.24-9),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 699
I now am subiect to the heartlesse feare is "If euery shadow" instead of "Of euery shadow" a typo or does it appear like that on the MS? Should we check when in doubt?
If euery shadow, and of euery breath
And would change firmnesse with an aspen leafe
So weak a guilty conscience.
By Montsurry,
in Bussy d'Ambois (2.2.120-123),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 699
You (like a murthering peece> making lanes In Armies
The first man of rank, the whole Rank falling)
If you haue once wrongd one man, y’are so farre
From making him amends, that all his race,
Freinnds> and associates fall into their chace.
By Bussy d'Ambois,
in Bussy d'Ambois (3.2.469-473),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, cols. 699-700
a valiant vertuous young faire -
Yet as the winds sing through a hollow tree,
And (since it lets them passe through) let it stand:
But a tree solid, since it giues no way,
To their wild rages, they rend up by th'roote
So this full creature now shall reele and fall
Before the frantique puffs of purblind chaunce
That pipes through empty men and make them
daunce.
to a slaue baseloue>
Begot of Fancy and of Beauty borne?
And what is Beauty? a meere Quintessence
Whose life is not in being, but in seeming;
And therefore is not to all eyes the same,
But like a cousning picture, which one way
Shewes like a Crowe, another like a Swan
And upon what ground is this Beauty drawne?
Vpon> a woman, a most brittle creature,
And would to god that were all.
By Rynaldo, the younger,
in All Fools (1.1.42-51),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 700
–the comfort of two hearts
In one delicious harmony united?
As to ioy one ioy, and think both one thought,
Live both one life and therein double life:
To see their soules met at an entervew
In their bright eyes, at parle in their lipps
Their language kisses–
touches embraces–
By Valerio,
in All Fools (1.1.112-19),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 700
O tis a dangerous and a dreadfull thing
To steale prey from a lyon; or to hide
A head distrustfull in his opened iawes
To trust our bloud in others vaiens, and hang
Twixt heauen and earth in vapors of their breath
To leaue a sure pace on continuate earth
And force a gate in iumps fro’ towre to towre
As they that do aspire; from height to height.
The bounds of loyalty are made of glasse.
Soone broke but can in no date be repaird
I haue wonderd that your wit and spirit
And profit in th’ experience of slaueries
Imposd on us; in those mere pollitigue termes
Of loue fame loyalty can be carried up
To such an height of ignorant conscience;
of cowardise and dissolution
In all the freeborne spirits of royall man – –
– We must (in passing to our wished ends
Through things calld calld good and bad) be like the aire
That euenly intepposed betwixt the seas
And the opposed Element of fire;
At either toucheth but pertakes with neither
Is neither hot nor cold but with a slight
And harmlesse temper mixt of both extreames
By The Duke of Byron,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.1.25-30, 40-48),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 701
–De Laffin and such corrupted Heralds,
Hird to encourage and to glorify (cheeks
May force what breath they will into their cheeks
Fitter to blow up bladders then full men:
Yet may puff men to , with perswasions
That they are gods in worth , and may rise Kings
With treading on their noises.
By Henry,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.2.263-69),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 701
He that wines Empire with the losse of faith
Outbyes it; and will bankrupt; you haue layd
A braue foundation by the hand of vertue:
Put not the roofe to fortune: foolish statuaries,
That under little Saints suppose great bases,
Make lesse to sence the saints, and so where fortune
Aduanceth vile minds to states great and noble,
She much the more exposeth them to shame,
Not able to make good, and fill their bases
With a conformed structure –
By Crequi,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (4.1.176-185),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 701
–counsailes
Held to the line of iustice still produce
The surest states, and greatest being sure
Without which fit assurance in the greatest,
As you may see a mighty promontory
More digd and undereaten, they may warrant
A safe supportance to his hanging browes,
All passengers auoid him, shunne all ground
That lyes within his shadow, and beare still
A flying eye upon him: so great men
Corrupted in their grounds and buyding buylding out
Too swelling fronts for their foundations
When they most should be prompt are most forsaken,
And men will rather thrust into the stormes
Of better grounded States, then tae a shelter
Beneath their ruinous and fearfull weight
Yet they so ouersee their faulty bases
That they remaine securer in conceipt
And that security doth worse presage
Their neere destructions, then their eaten grounds;
And therefore heauen it self is made to us
perfect Hieroglyphick to expresse
The idleness of such security
And the graue labour of a wise distrust
In both sorts of the all enclyning starres
Where all men note this difference in their shining
As plaine as they distinguish either hand:
The fixt starres wauer and the erring stand.
By Crequi,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (4.1.187-213),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, cols. 702-703
as the aire containd within our eares
If it be not in guiet; nor refraines
Troubling our hearing with offensiue sounds;
But our affected instrument of hearing
Repleat with noise and signings in it self
It faithfully receiues no other voices:
So of all iudgments if within themselues
They cannot equall differences without them.
And this wind that doth so sing in your eares.
By The Duke of Byron,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (5.2.58-67),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 703
--I know is no desease bred in your self
But whisperd in by others; who in swelling
Your vaines with empty hope of much yett able
To performe nothing are like shallow streames
That make themselues so many heauens to sight
Since you may see in them the moone, the stars
The blew space of the aire; as far fro’ us
(To our weak sences) in those shallow streames
As if they were as deep as heauen is high
Yet with your middle finger only sound them
And you shall peirce them to the very earth
And therefore leaue them and be true to me.
By The Duke of Byron,
in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (5.2.68-79),
George Chapman
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 703
Enough of these eruptions; our graue Councellour
Well knowes that great affaires will not be forged
But upon Anvills that are lin’d with woll;
We must ascend to our intentions top
Like clouds that must not be seene till they be up
-you must give temperate aire