"Here satiate all your fury; / Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me, / I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield / Can take in all; and verge enough for more."
— Dryden, John (1631-1700)
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Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Jo. Hindmarsh
Date
1690
Metaphor
"Here satiate all your fury; / Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me, / I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield / Can take in all; and verge enough for more."
Metaphor in Context
SEBASTIAN
Here satiate all your fury;
Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me,
I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield
Can take in all; and verge enough for more.
I wou'd have conquer'd you; and ventur'd only
A narrow neck of Land for a third World;
To give my loosen'd Subjects room to play.
Fate was not mine,
Nor am I Fate's: Now I have pleas'd my longing,
And trod the ground which I beheld from far,
I beg no pity for this mouldring Clay:
For if you give it burial there it takes
Possession of your Earth:
If burnt and scatter'd in the air: the Winds
That strow my dust, diffuse my royalty,
And spread me o'er your Clime: for where one Atome
Of mine shall light; know there Sebastian Reigns.
MULEY-MOLUCH
What shall I do to conquer thee?
SEBASTIAN
Impossible!
Souls know no Conquerors.
MULEY-MOLUCH
I'll show thee for a Monster through my Affrick.
(I.i, p. 12)
Here satiate all your fury;
Let fortune empty her whole Quiver on me,
I have a Soul, that like an ample Shield
Can take in all; and verge enough for more.
I wou'd have conquer'd you; and ventur'd only
A narrow neck of Land for a third World;
To give my loosen'd Subjects room to play.
Fate was not mine,
Nor am I Fate's: Now I have pleas'd my longing,
And trod the ground which I beheld from far,
I beg no pity for this mouldring Clay:
For if you give it burial there it takes
Possession of your Earth:
If burnt and scatter'd in the air: the Winds
That strow my dust, diffuse my royalty,
And spread me o'er your Clime: for where one Atome
Of mine shall light; know there Sebastian Reigns.
MULEY-MOLUCH
What shall I do to conquer thee?
SEBASTIAN
Impossible!
Souls know no Conquerors.
MULEY-MOLUCH
I'll show thee for a Monster through my Affrick.
(I.i, p. 12)
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Citation
At least 16 entries in ESTC (1690, 1692, 1710, 1724, 1725, 1726, 1727, 1728, 1735, 1736, 1751, 1759, 1762, 1777).
Don Sebastian, King of Portugal: A Tragedy Acted at the Theatre Royal. Written by Mr. Dryden. (London: Printed for Jo. Hindmarsh, at the Golden Ball in Cornhil, 1690). <Link to ESTC><Link to LION>
Don Sebastian, King of Portugal: A Tragedy Acted at the Theatre Royal. Written by Mr. Dryden. (London: Printed for Jo. Hindmarsh, at the Golden Ball in Cornhil, 1690). <Link to ESTC><Link to LION>
Date of Entry
07/13/2014
