–nor yet was toucht with hellish trechery: his countries loue
He yet thirsts, not the faire shades of himself:
Of which emposond spring when pollicy drinks,
He bursts in growing great, and rising sinks.
By Prologue, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (Prologue, ll. 17-21), George Chapman
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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
Byrons Conspiracy. by George Chapman 4°
pag. 90: 1608.subdiuinum erga regī fidelitas
therfore will men make good former breach with new plots.
By The Duke of Byron, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (1.2.137-146), George Chapman
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To valures hard to draw, we use retreates
And, to pull shafts home (with a good bow arme
We thrust hard fro’ us–
By La Fin, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (2.1.25-27), George Chapman
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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
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LaFin: you perswade
as if you could create: what man can shunne
The searches and compressions of your graces.
By La Fin, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.1.64-74), George Chapman
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–he will obtaine:
He draweth with his weight, and like a plummet
That swaies a dore, with falling of , pulls after.
By Savoy, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.2.1-3), George Chapman
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––we will admire Byron, praise him– we will take his picture
By Rochette, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.2.10-18), George Chapman
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There are so oft attempts made against his person,
That sometimes they may speed, for they are plants
That spring the more for cutting, and at last
Will cast their wished shadow
proditio non semper tame[n]
By Savoy, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.2.191-95), George Chapman
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–treason to a credulous eye
He comes inuisible, vailed with flattery>;
And flatterers looke like freinds, and wolues like Dogs.

By Henry, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.2.244-46), George Chapman
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–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
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prosperity is at highest degree
The founte and handle of calamity
Like dust before a whirlewind those men fly
That prostate on the grounds of fortune ly
But being great (like trees that broadestsproute)
Their owne top-heauy state grubs vp their roote:
By The Duke of Byron, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (3.3.25-30), George Chapman
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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
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–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
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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
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--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
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Innocence that make a man in tune still with himself
No thought gainst thought, nor as it were
In the confines, Of wishing and repenting doth
possesse Only a way ward and tumultuous peace
But (all parts in him friendly and secure
Fruitfull of all best things in all worst seasons.
By The Duke of Byron, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (5.2.85, 88, 94-97), George Chapman
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In him as by a christall that is char’md
I shall discerne by whom and what designes
my rule is threatened —Byrons Tragedy.
pag: 100: by George Chapman 1608
By The Duke of Byron, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (5.2.85, 88, 94-97), George Chapman
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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

Else will our plots be frost-bit in the floure.
By The Duke of Byron, in The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron (1.2.52-55 and 1.2.44-45), George Chapman
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