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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: The False One</p> +<p>Author: Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher</p> +<p>Release Date: January 23, 2005 [eBook #14771]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FALSE ONE***</p> +<p> </p> +<h4>E-text prepared by Jonathan Ingram, William Flis,<br /> + and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team</h4> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + <h3>THE</h3> + + <h1>FALSE ONE.</h1> + + <h4>A</h4> + + <h2>TRAGEDY.</h2> +<p> </p> +<h4>by</h4> +<h2>Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher</h2> +<h3>Edited by Arnold Glover</h3> +<p> </p> +<hr class="short" /> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page300" + id="page300"></a>[pg 300]</span> + + <h3>Persons Represented in the Play.</h3> + + <table summary="dramatis personae" width="100%"> + <tr> + <td colspan="3">Julius Cæsar, <i>Emperour of</i> Rome.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Ptolomy, <i>King of</i> Ægypt.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Achoreus, <i>an honest Counsellor, Priest of</i> + Isis.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Photinus, <i>a Politician, minion to</i> + Ptolomy.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Achillas, <i>Captain of the Guard to</i> + Ptolomy.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Septimius, <i>a revolted Roman Villain.</i></td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Labienus, <i>a Roman Souldier, and</i> Nuncio.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Apollodorus, <i>Guardian to</i> Cleopatra.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td>Antonie,<br />Dolabella,</td> + <td><font size="+3">}</font></td><td>Cæsars <i>Captains.</i></td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3">Sceva, <i>a free Speaker, also Captain to</i> + Cæsar.</td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3"><i>Guard.</i></td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3"><i>Three lame Souldiers.</i></td> + </tr><tr> + <td colspan="3"><i>Servants.</i></td> + </tr> + </table> + + <h4><i>WOMEN.</i></h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Cleopatra, <i>Queen of</i> Ægypt. Cæsar's + <i>Mistris.</i></p> + + <p>Arsino, Cleopatra's <i>Sister.</i></p> + + <p>Eros, Cleopatra's <i>waiting Woman.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + <p> </p> +<hr class="short" /> +<p> </p> + + <p><i>The Scene</i> Ægypt.</p> + <p> </p> +<hr class="short" /> +<p> </p> + + <p>The principal Actors were,</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>John Lowin.</i></p> + + <p><i>John Underwood.</i></p> + + <p><i>Robert Benfield.</i></p> + + <p><i>Richard Sharpe.</i></p> + + <p><i>Joseph Taylor.</i></p> + + <p><i>Nicholas Toolie.</i></p> + + <p><i>John Rice.</i></p> + + <p><i>George Birch.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4>CONTENTS.</h4> + + <p><i>Actus Primus. Scena Prima.</i> + <a href="#page301">301</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA II. <a href="#page311">311</a></p> + + <p><i>Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.</i> + <a href="#page315">315</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENE II. <a href="#page322">322</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENE III. <a href="#page324">324</a></p> + + <p><i>Actus Tertius. Scena Prima.</i> <a href="#page330">330</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA II. <a href="#page332">332</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA III. <a href="#page339">339</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA IV. <a href="#page340">340</a></p> + + <p><i>Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.</i> + <a href="#page343">343</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA II. <a href="#page345">345</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA III. <a href="#page352">352</a></p> + + <p><i>Actus Quintus. Scena Prima.</i> + <a href="#page357">357</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENA II. <a href="#page359">359</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENE III. <a href="#page362">362</a></p> + + <p class="i4">SCENE IV. <a href="#page364">364</a></p> + + <p>Prologue. <a href="#page371">371</a></p> + + <p>Epilogue. <a href="#page372">372</a></p> + + <p><a href="#page373">APPENDIX.</a></p> + <p> </p> +<p> </p> +<hr class="short" /> + <p> </p> +<p> </p> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="page301" + id="page301"></a>[pg 301]</span> + + <h2><i>Actus Primus. Scena Prima.</i></h2> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Achillas, <i>and</i> Achoreus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2">[<i>Ach.</i>] I love the King, nor do + dispute his power,</p> + + <p>(For that is not confin'd, nor to be censur'd</p> + + <p>By me, that am his Subject) yet allow me</p> + + <p>The liberty of a Man, that still would be</p> + + <p>A friend to Justice, to demand the motives</p> + + <p>That did induce young <i>Ptolomy</i>, or + <i>Photinus</i>,</p> + + <p>(To whose directions he gives up himself,</p> + + <p>And I hope wisely) to commit his Sister,</p> + + <p>The Princess <i>Cleopatra</i> (if I said</p> + + <p>The Queen) <i>Achillas</i> 'twere (I hope) no + treason,</p> + + <p>She being by her Fathers Testament</p> + + <p>(Whose memory I bow to) left Co-heir</p> + + <p>In all he stood possest of.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> 'Tis confest</p> + + <p>(My good <i>Achoreus</i>) that in these Eastern + Kingdoms</p> + + <p>Women are not exempted from the Sceptre,</p> + + <p>But claim a priviledge, equal to the Male;</p> + + <p>But how much such divisions have ta'en from</p> + + <p>The Majesty of <i>Egypt</i>, and what factions</p> + + <p>Have sprung from those partitions, to the ruine</p> + + <p>Of the poor Subject, (doubtful which to follow,)</p> + + <p>We have too many, and too sad examples,</p> + + <p>Therefore the wise <i>Photinus</i>, to prevent</p> + + <p>The Murthers, and the Massacres, that attend</p> + + <p>On disunited Government, and to shew</p> + + <p>The King without a Partner, in full splendour,</p> + + <p>Thought it convenient the fair <i>Cleopatra</i>,</p> + + <p>(An attribute not frequent to the Climate)</p> + + <p>Should be committed in safe Custody,</p> + + <p>In which she is attended like her Birth,</p> + + <p>Until her Beauty, or her royal Dowre,</p> + + <p>Hath found her out a Husband.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> How this may</p> + + <p>Stand with the rules of policy, I know not;</p> + + <p>Most sure I am, it holds no correspondence</p> + + <p>With the Rites of <i>Ægypt</i>, or the Laws of + Nature;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page302" + id="page302"></a>[pg 302]</span> + + <p>But grant that <i>Cleopatra</i> can sit down</p> + + <p>With this disgrace (though insupportable)</p> + + <p>Can you imagine, that <i>Romes</i> glorious + Senate</p> + + <p>(To whose charge, by the will of the dead King</p> + + <p>This government was deliver'd) or great + <i>Pompey</i>,</p> + + <p>(That is appointed <i>Cleopatra</i>'s Guardian</p> + + <p>As well as <i>Ptolomies</i>) will e're approve</p> + + <p>Of this rash counsel, their consent not sought + for,</p> + + <p>That should authorize it?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> The Civil war</p> + + <p>In which the <i>Roman</i> Empire is embarqu'd</p> + + <p>On a rough Sea of danger, does exact</p> + + <p>Their whole care to preserve themselves, and gives + them</p> + + <p>No vacant time to think of what we do,</p> + + <p>Which hardly can concern them.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> What's your opinion</p> + + <p>Of the success? I have heard, in multitudes</p> + + <p>Of Souldiers, and all glorious pomp of war,</p> + + <p><i>Pompey</i> is much superiour.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> I could give you</p> + + <p>A Catalogue of all the several Nations</p> + + <p>From whence he drew his powers: but that were + tedious.</p> + + <p>They have rich arms, are ten to one in number,</p> + + <p>Which makes them think the day already won;</p> + + <p>And <i>Pompey</i> being master of the Sea,</p> + + <p>Such plenty of all delicates are brought in,</p> + + <p>As if the place on which they are entrench'd,</p> + + <p>Were not a Camp of Souldiers, but <i>Rome</i>,</p> + + <p>In which <i>Lucullus</i> and <i>Apicius</i> + joyn'd,</p> + + <p>To make a publique Feast: they at + <i>Dirachium</i></p> + + <p>Fought with success; but knew not to make use of</p> + + <p><i>Fortunes</i> fair offer: so much I have heard</p> + + <p><i>Cæsar</i> himself confess.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Where are they now?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> In <i>Thessalie</i>, near + the <i>Pharsalian</i> plains</p> + + <p>Where <i>Cæsar</i> with a handfull of his Men</p> + + <p>Hems in the greater number: his whole troops</p> + + <p>Exceed not twenty thousand, but old Souldiers</p> + + <p>Flesh'd in the spoils of <i>Germany</i> and + <i>France</i>,</p> + + <p>Inur'd to his Command, and only + know</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page303" + id="page303"></a>[pg 303]</span> + + <p>To fight and overcome; And though that + <i>Famine</i></p> + + <p>Raigns in his Camp, compelling them to tast</p> + + <p>Bread made of roots, forbid the use of man,</p> + + <p>(Which they with scorn threw into <i>Pompeys</i> + Camp</p> + + <p>As in derision of his Delicates)</p> + + <p>Or corn not yet half ripe, and that a Banquet:</p> + + <p>They still besiege him, being ambitious only</p> + + <p>To come to blows, and let their swords determine</p> + + <p>Who hath the better Cause.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septi[m]ius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> May Victory</p> + + <p>Attend on't, where it is.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> We every hour</p> + + <p>Expect to hear the issue.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Save my good Lords;</p> + + <p>By <i>Isis</i> and <i>Osiris</i>, whom you + worship;</p> + + <p>And the four hundred gods and goddesses</p> + + <p>Ador'd in <i>Rome</i>, I am your honours + servant.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Truth needs, + <i>Septimius</i>, no oaths.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> You are cruel,</p> + + <p>If you deny him swearing, you take from him</p> + + <p>Three full parts of his language.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Your Honour's bitter,</p> + + <p>Confound me, where I love I cannot say it,</p> + + <p>But I must swear't: yet such is my ill fortune,</p> + + <p>Nor vows, nor protestations win belief,</p> + + <p>I think, and (I can find no other reason)</p> + + <p>Because I am a <i>Roman</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> No <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>To be a <i>Roman</i> were an honour to you,</p> + + <p>Did not your manners, and your life take from + it,</p> + + <p>And cry aloud, that from <i>Rome</i> you bring + nothing</p> + + <p>But <i>Roman</i> Vices, which you would plant + here,</p> + + <p>But no seed of her vertues.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> With your reverence</p> + + <p>I am too old to learn.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Any thing honest,</p> + + <p>That I believe, without an oath.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I + fear</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page304" + id="page304"></a>[pg 304]</span> + + <p>Your Lordship has slept ill to night, and that</p> + + <p>Invites this sad discourse: 'twill make you old</p> + + <p>Before your time:—O these vertuous Morals,</p> + + <p>And old religious principles, that fool us!</p> + + <p>I have brought you a new Song, will make you + laugh,</p> + + <p>Though you were at your prayers.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>A[c]h.</i> What is the subject?</p> + + <p>Be free <i>Septimius</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> 'Tis a Catalogue</p> + + <p>Of all the Gamesters of the Court and City,</p> + + <p>Which Lord lyes with that Lady, and what Gallant</p> + + <p>Sports with that Merchants wife; and does relate</p> + + <p>Who sells her honour for a Diamond,</p> + + <p>Who, for a tissew robe: whose husband's jealous,</p> + + <p>And who so kind, that, to share with his wife,</p> + + <p>Will make the match himself:</p> + + <p>Harmless conceits,</p> + + <p>Though fools say they are dangerous: I sang it</p> + + <p>The last night at my Lord <i>Photinus</i> table.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> How? as a Fidler?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> No Sir, as a Guest,</p> + + <p>A welcom guest too: and it was approv'd of</p> + + <p>By a dozen of his friends, though they were touch'd + in't:</p> + + <p>For look you, 'tis a kind of merriment,</p> + + <p>When we have laid by foolish modesty</p> + + <p>(As not a man of fashion will wear it)</p> + + <p>To talk what we have done; at least to hear it;</p> + + <p>If meerily set down, it fires the blood,</p> + + <p>And heightens Crest-faln appetite.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> New doctrine!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Was't of your own + composing?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> No, I bought it</p> + + <p>Of a skulking Scribler for two Ptolomies:</p> + + <p>But the hints were mine own; the wretch was + fearfull:</p> + + <p>But I have damn'd my self, should it be + question'd,</p> + + <p>That I will own it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> And be punished for it:</p> + + <p>Take heed: for you may so long exercise</p> + + <p>Your scurrilous wit against authority,</p> + + <p>The Kingdoms Counsels; and make profane + Jests,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page305" + id="page305"></a>[pg 305]</span> + + <p>(Which to you (being an atheist) is nothing)</p> + + <p>Against Religion, that your great maintainers</p> + + <p>(Unless they would be thought Co-partners with + you)</p> + + <p>Will leave you to the Law: and then, + <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Remember there are whips.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> For whore's I grant you,</p> + + <p>When they are out of date, till then are safe + too,</p> + + <p>Or all the Gallants of the Court are Eunuchs,</p> + + <p>And for mine own defence I'le only add this,</p> + + <p>I'le be admitted for a wanton tale</p> + + <p>To some most private Cabinets, when your + Priest-hood</p> + + <p>(Though laden with the mysteries of your + goddess)</p> + + <p>Shall wait without unnoted: so I leave you</p> + + <p>To your pious thoughts. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> 'Tis a strange + impudence,</p> + + <p>This fellow does put on.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> The wonder great,</p> + + <p>He is accepted of.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Vices, for him,</p> + + <p>Make as free way as vertues doe for others.</p> + + <p>'Tis the times fault: yet Great ones still have + grace'd</p> + + <p>To make them sport, or rub them o're with + flattery,</p> + + <p>Observers of all kinds.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Photinus, <i>and</i> Septimius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> No more of him,</p> + + <p>He is not worth our thoughts: a Fugitive</p> + + <p>From <i>Pompeys</i> army: and now in a danger</p> + + <p>When he should use his service.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> See how he hangs</p> + + <p>On great <i>Photinus</i> Ear.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Hell, and the furies,</p> + + <p>And all the plagues of darkness light upon me:</p> + + <p>You are my god on earth: and let me have</p> + + <p>Your favour here, fall what can fall hereafter.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Thou art believ'd: dost thou + want mony?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> No Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Or hast thou any suite? these + ever follow</p> + + <p>Thy vehement protestations.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> You much wrong + me;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page306" + id="page306"></a>[pg 306]</span> + + <p>How can I want, when your beams shine upon me,</p> + + <p>Unless employment to express my zeal</p> + + <p>To do your greatness service? do but think</p> + + <p>A deed so dark, the Sun would blush to look on,</p> + + <p>For which Man-kind would curse me, and arm all</p> + + <p>The powers above, and those below against me:</p> + + <p>Command me, I will on.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> When I have use,</p> + + <p>I'le put you to the test.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> May it be speedy,</p> + + <p>And something worth my danger: you are cold,</p> + + <p>And know not your own powers: this brow was + fashion'd</p> + + <p>To wear a Kingly wreath, and your grave + judgment,</p> + + <p>Given to dispose of monarchies, not to govern</p> + + <p>A childs affairs, the peoples eye's upon you,</p> + + <p>The Souldier courts you: will you wear a garment</p> + + <p>Of sordid loyalty when 'tis out of fashion?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> When <i>Pompey</i> was thy + General, <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Thou saidst as much to him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> All my love to him,</p> + + <p>To <i>Cæsar</i>, <i>Rome</i>, and the whole world is + lost</p> + + <p>In the Ocean of your Bounties: I have no friend,</p> + + <p>Project, design, or Countrey, but your favour,</p> + + <p>Which I'le preserve at any rate.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> No more;</p> + + <p>When I call on you, fall not off: perhaps</p> + + <p>Sooner than you expect, I may employ you,</p> + + <p>So leave me for a while.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Ever your Creature. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Good day <i>Achoreus</i>; my + best friend <i>Achillas</i>,</p> + + <p>Hath fame deliver'd yet no certain rumour</p> + + <p>Of the great <i>Roman Action</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> That we are</p> + + <p>To enquire, and learn of you Sir: whose grave + care</p> + + <p>For <i>Egypts</i> happiness, and great + <i>Ptolomies</i> good,</p> + + <p>Hath eyes and ears in all parts.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Labienus, <i>Guard.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I'le not boast,</p> + + <p>What my Intelligence costs me: but 'ere + long</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page307" + id="page307"></a>[pg 307]</span> + + <p>You shall know more. The King, with him a + <i>Roman</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> The scarlet livery of + unfortunate war</p> + + <p>Dy'd deeply on his face.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> 'Tis <i>Labienus</i></p> + + <p><i>Cæsars</i> Lieutenant in the wars of + <i>Gaul</i>,</p> + + <p>And fortunate in all his undertakings:</p> + + <p>But since these Civil jars he turn'd to + <i>Pompey</i>,</p> + + <p>And though he followed the better Cause</p> + + <p>Not with the like success.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Such as are wise</p> + + <p>Leave falling buildings, flye to those that + rise;</p> + + <p>But more of that hereafter.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Lab.</i> In a word, Sir,</p> + + <p>These gaping wounds, not taken as a slave,</p> + + <p>Speak <i>Pompey's</i> loss: to tell you of the + Battail,</p> + + <p>How many thousand several bloody shapes</p> + + <p>Death wore that day in triumph: how we bore</p> + + <p>The shock of <i>Cæsars</i> charge: or with what + fury</p> + + <p>His Souldiers came on as if they had been</p> + + <p>So many <i>Cæsars</i>, and like him ambitious</p> + + <p>To tread upon the liberty of <i>Rome</i>:</p> + + <p>How Fathers kill'd their Sons, or Sons their + Fathers,</p> + + <p>Or how the <i>Roman</i> Piles on either side</p> + + <p>Drew <i>Roman</i> blood, which spent, the Prince of + weapons,</p> + + <p>(The sword) succeeded, which in Civil wars</p> + + <p>Appoints the Tent on which wing'd victory</p> + + <p>Shall make a certain Stand; then, how the Plains</p> + + <p>Flow'd o're with blood, and what a cloud of + vulturs</p> + + <p>And other birds of prey, hung o're both armies,</p> + + <p>Attending when their ready Servitors,</p> + + <p>(The Souldiers, from whom the angry gods</p> + + <p>Had took all sense of reason, and of pity)</p> + + <p>Would serve in their own carkasses for a feast,</p> + + <p>How <i>Cæsar</i> with his Javelin force'd them + on</p> + + <p>That made the least stop, when their angry hands</p> + + <p>Were lifted up against some known friends face;</p> + + <p>Then coming to the body of the army</p> + + <p>He shews the sacred <i>Senate</i>, and forbids + them</p> + + <p>To wast their force upon the Common Souldier,</p> + + <p>Whom willingly, if e're he did know + pity,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page308" + id="page308"></a>[pg 308]</span> + + <p>He would have spar'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> The reason + <i>Labienus</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Lab.</i> Full well he knows, that in + their blood he was</p> + + <p>To pass to Empire, and that through their bowels</p> + + <p>He must invade the Laws of <i>Rome</i>, and give</p> + + <p>A period to the liberty of the world.</p> + + <p>Then fell the <i>Lepidi</i>, and the bold + <i>Corvini</i>,</p> + + <p>The fam'd <i>Torquati</i>, <i>Scipio's</i>, and + <i>Marcelli</i>,</p> + + <p>(Names next to <i>Pompeys</i>, most renown'd on + Earth)</p> + + <p>The Nobles, and the Commons lay together,</p> + + <p>And Pontique, Punique, and <i>Assyrian</i> blood</p> + + <p>Made up one crimson Lake: which <i>Pompey</i> + seeing,</p> + + <p>And that his, and the fate of <i>Rome</i> had left + him</p> + + <p>Standing upon the Rampier of his Camp,</p> + + <p>Though scorning all that could fall on himself,</p> + + <p>He pities them whose fortunes are embarqu'd</p> + + <p>In his unlucky quarrel; cryes aloud too</p> + + <p>That they should sound retreat, and save + themselves:</p> + + <p>That he desir'd not, so much noble blood</p> + + <p>Should be lost in his service, or attend</p> + + <p>On his misfortunes: and then, taking horse</p> + + <p>With some few of his friends, he came to + <i>Lesbos</i>,</p> + + <p>And with <i>Cornelia</i>, his Wife, and Sons,</p> + + <p>He's touch'd upon your shore: the King of + <i>Parthia</i>,</p> + + <p>(Famous in his defeature of the <i>Crassi</i>)</p> + + <p>Offer'd him his protection, but <i>Pompey</i></p> + + <p>Relying on his Benefits, and your Faith,</p> + + <p>Hath chosen <i>Ægypt</i> for his Sanctuary,</p> + + <p>Till he may recollect his scattered powers,</p> + + <p>And try a second day: now <i>Ptolomy</i>,</p> + + <p>Though he appear not like that glorious thing</p> + + <p>That three times rode in triumph, and gave laws</p> + + <p>To conquer'd Nations, and made Crowns his gift</p> + + <p>(As this of yours, your noble Father took</p> + + <p>From his victorious hand, and you still wear it</p> + + <p>At his devotion) to do you more honour</p> + + <p>In his declin'd estate, as the straightst Pine</p> + + <p>In a full grove of his yet flourishing friends,</p> + + <p>He flyes to you for succour, and expects</p> + + <p>The entertainment of your Fathers + friend,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page309" + id="page309"></a>[pg 309]</span> + + <p>And Guardian to your self.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> To say I grieve his + fortune</p> + + <p>As much as if the Crown I wear (his gift)</p> + + <p>Were ravish'd from me, is a holy truth,</p> + + <p>Our Gods can witness for me: yet, being young,</p> + + <p>And not a free disposer of my self;</p> + + <p>Let not a few hours, borrowed for advice,</p> + + <p>Beget suspicion of unthankfulness,</p> + + <p>(Which next to Hell I hate) pray you retire,</p> + + <p>And take a little rest, and let his wounds</p> + + <p>Be with that care attended, as they were</p> + + <p>Carv'd on my flesh: good <i>Labienus</i>, think</p> + + <p>The little respite, I desire shall be</p> + + <p>Wholly emploi'd to find the readiest way</p> + + <p>To doe great <i>Pompey</i> service.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Lab.</i> May the gods</p> + + <p>(As you intend) protect you. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Sit: sit all,</p> + + <p>It is my pleasure: your advice, and freely.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> A short deliberation in + this,</p> + + <p>May serve to give you counsel: to be honest,</p> + + <p>Religious and thankfull, in themselves</p> + + <p>Are forcible motives, and can need no flourish</p> + + <p>Or gloss in the perswader; your kept faith,</p> + + <p>(Though <i>Pompey</i> never rise to th' height he's + fallen from)</p> + + <p><i>Cæsar</i> himself will love; and my opinion</p> + + <p>Is (still committing it to graver censure)</p> + + <p>You pay the debt you owe him, with the hazard</p> + + <p>Of all you can call yours.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> What's yours, + (<i>Photinus</i>?)</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> <i>Achoreus</i> (great + <i>Ptolomy</i>) hath counsell'd</p> + + <p>Like a Religious, and honest man,</p> + + <p>Worthy the honour that he justly holds</p> + + <p>In being Priest to <i>Isis</i>: But alas,</p> + + <p>What in a man, sequester'd from the world,</p> + + <p>Or in a private person, is prefer'd,</p> + + <p>No policy allows of in a King,</p> + + <p>To be or just, or thankfull, makes Kings guilty,</p> + + <p>And faith (though prais'd) is punish'd that + supports</p> + + <p>Such as good Fate forsakes: joyn with the + gods,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page310" + id="page310"></a>[pg 310]</span> + + <p>Observe the man they favour, leave the wretched,</p> + + <p>The Stars are not more distant from the Earth</p> + + <p>Than profit is from honesty; all the power,</p> + + <p>Prerogative, and greatness of a Prince</p> + + <p>Is lost, if he descend once but to steer</p> + + <p>His course, as what's right, guides him: let him + leave</p> + + <p>The Scepter, that strives only to be good,</p> + + <p>Since Kingdomes are maintain'd by force and + blood.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Oh wicked!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Peace: goe on.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Proud Pompey shews how much + he scorns your youth,</p> + + <p>In thinking that you cannot keep your own</p> + + <p>From such as are or'e come. If you are tired</p> + + <p>With being a King, let not a stranger take</p> + + <p>What nearer pledges challenge: resign rather</p> + + <p>The government of <i>Egypt</i> and of + <i>Nile</i></p> + + <p>To <i>Cleopatra</i>, that has title to them,</p> + + <p>At least defend them from the Roman + <i>gripe</i>,</p> + + <p>What was not <i>Pompeys</i>, while the wars + endured,</p> + + <p>The Conquerour will not challenge; by all the + world</p> + + <p>Forsaken and despis'd, your gentle Guardian</p> + + <p>His hopes and fortunes desperate, makes choice + of</p> + + <p>What Nation he shall fall with: and pursu'd</p> + + <p>By their pale ghosts, slain in this Civil war,</p> + + <p>He flyes not <i>Cæsar</i> only, but the Senate,</p> + + <p>Of which, the greater part have cloi'd the + hunger</p> + + <p>Of sharp <i>Pharsalian</i> fowl, he flies the + Nations</p> + + <p>That he drew to his Quarrel, whose Estates</p> + + <p>Are sunk in his: and in no place receiv'd,</p> + + <p>Hath found out <i>Egypt</i>, by him yet not + ruin'd:</p> + + <p>And <i>Ptolomy</i>, things consider'd, justly + may</p> + + <p>Complain of <i>Pompey</i>: wherefore should he + stain</p> + + <p>Our <i>Egypt</i>, with the spots of civil war?</p> + + <p>Or make the peaceable, or quiet <i>Nile</i></p> + + <p>Doubted of <i>Cæsar</i>? wherefore should he + draw</p> + + <p>His loss, and overthrow upon our heads?</p> + + <p>Or choose this place to suffer in? already</p> + + <p>We have offended <i>Cæsar</i>, in our wishes,</p> + + <p>And no way left us to redeem his favour</p> + + <p>But by the head of + <i>Pompey</i>.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page311" + id="page311"></a>[pg 311]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Great <i>Osiris</i>,</p> + + <p>Defend thy <i>Ægypt</i> from such cruelty,</p> + + <p>And barbarous ingratitude!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Holy trifles,</p> + + <p>And not to have place in designs of State;</p> + + <p>This sword, which Fate commands me to unsheath,</p> + + <p>I would not draw on <i>Pompey</i>, if not + vanquish'd.</p> + + <p>I grant it rather should have pass'd through + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>But we must follow where his fortune leads us;</p> + + <p>All provident Princes measure their intents</p> + + <p>According to their power, and so dispose them:</p> + + <p>And thinkst thou (<i>Ptolomy</i>) that thou canst + prop</p> + + <p>His Ruines, under whom sad <i>Rome</i> now + suffers?</p> + + <p>Or 'tempt the Conquerours force when 'tis + confirm'd?</p> + + <p>Shall we, that in the Battail sate as Neuters</p> + + <p>Serve him that's overcome? No, no, he's lost.</p> + + <p>And though 'tis noble to a sinking friend</p> + + <p>To lend a helping hand, while there is hope</p> + + <p>He may recover, thy part not engag'd</p> + + <p>Though one most dear, when all his hopes are + dead,</p> + + <p>To drown him, set thy foot upon his head.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Most execrable Counsel.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> To be follow'd,</p> + + <p>'Tis for the Kingdoms safety.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> We give up</p> + + <p>Our absolute power to thee: dispose of it</p> + + <p>As reason shall direct thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Good <i>Achillas</i>,</p> + + <p>Seek out <i>Septimius</i>: do you but sooth him,</p> + + <p>He is already wrought: leave the dispatch</p> + + <p>To me of <i>Labienus</i>: 'tis determin'd</p> + + <p>Already how you shall proceed: nor Fate</p> + + <p>Shall alter it, since now the dye is cast,</p> + + <p>But that this hour to <i>Pompey</i> is his last. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA II.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Apollodorus, Eros, Arsino. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Apol.</i> Is the Queen stirring, + <i>Eros</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros.</i> Yes, for in + truth</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page312" + id="page312"></a>[pg 312]</span> + + <p>She touch'd no bed to night.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Apol.</i> I am sorry for it,</p> + + <p>And wish it were in me, with my hazard,</p> + + <p>To give her ease.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Sir, she accepts your + will,</p> + + <p>And does acknowledge she hath found you noble,</p> + + <p>So far, as if restraint of liberty</p> + + <p>Could give admission to a thought of mirth,</p> + + <p>She is your debtor for it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Apol.</i> Did you tell her</p> + + <p>Of the sports I have prepar'd to entertain her?</p> + + <p>She was us'd to take delight, with her fair + hand,</p> + + <p>To angle in the <i>Nile</i>, where the glad fish</p> + + <p>(As if they knew who 'twas sought to deceive + 'em)</p> + + <p>Contended to be taken: other times</p> + + <p>To strike the Stag, who wounded by her arrows,</p> + + <p>Forgot his tears in death, and kneeling thanks + her</p> + + <p>To his last gasp, then prouder of his Fate,</p> + + <p>Than if with Garlands Crown'd, he had been + chosen</p> + + <p>To fall a Sacrifice before the altar</p> + + <p>Of the Virgin Huntress: the King, nor great + <i>Photinus</i></p> + + <p>Forbid her any pleasure; and the Circuit</p> + + <p>In which she is confin'd, gladly affords</p> + + <p>Variety of pastimes, which I would</p> + + <p>Encrease with my best service.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros.</i> O, but the thought</p> + + <p>That she that was born free, and to dispense</p> + + <p>Restraint, or liberty to others, should be</p> + + <p>At the devotion of her Brother, whom</p> + + <p>She only knows her equal, makes this place</p> + + <p>In which she lives (though stor'd with all + delights)</p> + + <p>A loathsome dungeon to her.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Apol.</i> Yet, (howe're</p> + + <p>She shall interpret it) I'le not be wanting</p> + + <p>To do my best to serve her: I have prepar'd</p> + + <p>Choise Musick near her Cabinet, and compos'd</p> + + <p>Some few lines, (set unto a solemn time)</p> + + <p>In the praise of imprisonment. Begin Boy.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page313" + id="page313"></a>[pg 313]</span> + + <h4>The SONG.</h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>Look out bright eyes, and bless the air:</i></p> + + <p><i>Even in shadows you are fair.</i></p> + + <p><i>Shut-up-beauty is like fire,</i></p> + + <p><i>That breaks out clearer still and higher.</i></p> + + <p><i>Though your body be confin'd,</i></p> + + <p><i>And soft Love a prisoner bound,</i></p> + + <p><i>Yet the beauty of your mind</i></p> + + <p><i>Neither check, nor chain hath found.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Look out nobly then, and dare</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Even the Fetters that you + wear.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cleopatra. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> But that we are assur'd this + tastes of duty,</p> + + <p>And love in you, my <i>Guardian</i>, and desire</p> + + <p>In you, my <i>Sister</i>, and the rest, to please + us,</p> + + <p>We should receive this, as a sawcy rudeness</p> + + <p>Offer'd our private thoughts. But your intents</p> + + <p>Are to delight us: alas, you wash an + <i>Ethiop</i>:</p> + + <p>Can <i>Cleopatra</i>, while she does remember</p> + + <p>Whose Daughter she is, and whose Sister? (O</p> + + <p>I suffer in the name) and that (in Justice)</p> + + <p>There is no place in <i>Ægypt</i>, where I + stand,</p> + + <p>But that the tributary Earth is proud</p> + + <p>To kiss the foot of her, that is her Queen,</p> + + <p>Can she, I say, that is all this, e're relish</p> + + <p>Of comfort, or delight, while base + <i>Photinus</i>,</p> + + <p>Bond-man <i>Achillas</i>, and all other monsters</p> + + <p>That raign o're <i>Ptolomy</i>, make that a + Court,</p> + + <p>Where they reside, and this, where I, a Prison?</p> + + <p>But there's a <i>Rome</i>, a <i>Senate</i>, and a + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>(Though the great <i>Pompey</i> lean to + <i>Ptolomy</i>)</p> + + <p>May think of <i>Cleopatra</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> <i>Pompey</i>, Madam?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> What of him? speak: if ill, + <i>Apollodorus</i>,</p> + + <p>It is my happiness: and for thy news</p> + + <p>Receive a favour (<i>Kings</i> have kneel'd in vain + for)</p> + + <p>And kiss my hand.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> He's + lost.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page314" + id="page314"></a>[pg 314]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Speak it again!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> His army routed: he fled and + pursu'd</p> + + <p>By the all-conquering Cæsar.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Whither bends he?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> To <i>Egypt</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Ha! in person?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> 'Tis receiv'd</p> + + <p>For an undoubted truth.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I live again,</p> + + <p>And if assurance of my love, and beauty</p> + + <p>Deceive me not, I now shall find a Judge</p> + + <p>To do me right: but how to free my self,</p> + + <p>And get access? the <i>Guards</i> are strong upon + me,</p> + + <p>This door I must pass through. + <i>Apollodorus</i>,</p> + + <p>Thou often hast profess'd (to do me service,)</p> + + <p>Thy life was not thine own.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> I am not alter'd;</p> + + <p>And let your excellency propound a means,</p> + + <p>In which I may but give the least assistance,</p> + + <p>That may restore you, to that you were born to,</p> + + <p>(Though it call on the anger of the King,</p> + + <p>Or, (what's more deadly) all his Minion</p> + + <p><i>Photinus</i> can do to me) I, unmov'd,</p> + + <p>Offer my throat to serve you: ever provided,</p> + + <p>It bear some probable shew to be effected.</p> + + <p>To lose my self upon no ground, were madness,</p> + + <p>Not loyal duty.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Stand off: to thee + alone,</p> + + <p>I will discover what I dare not trust</p> + + <p>My Sister with, <i>Cæsar</i> is amorous,</p> + + <p>And taken more with the title of a Queen,</p> + + <p>Than feature or proportion, he lov'd + <i>Eunoe</i>,</p> + + <p>A <i>Moor</i>, deformed too, I have heard, that + brought</p> + + <p>No other object to inflame his blood,</p> + + <p>But that her Husband was a King, on both</p> + + <p>He did bestow rich presents; shall I then,</p> + + <p>That with a princely birth, bring beauty with + me,</p> + + <p>That know to prize my self at mine own rate,</p> + + <p>Despair his favour? art thou mine?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> I + am.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page315" + id="page315"></a>[pg 315]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I have found out a way shall + bring me to him,</p> + + <p>Spight of <i>Photinus</i> watches; if I prosper,</p> + + <p>(As I am confident I shall) expect</p> + + <p>Things greater than thy wishes; though I + purchase</p> + + <p>His grace with loss of my virginity,</p> + + <p>It skills not, if it bring home Majesty. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h2><i>Actus Secundus. Scena Prima.</i></h2> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septimius, <i>with a head</i>, Achillas, + <i>Guard.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> 'Tis here, 'tis done, behold + you fearfull viewers,</p> + + <p>Shake, and behold the model of the world here,</p> + + <p>The pride, and strength, look, look again, 'tis + finish'd;</p> + + <p>That, that whole Armies, nay whole nations,</p> + + <p>Many and mighty Kings, have been struck blind + at,</p> + + <p>And fled before, wing'd with their fears and + terrours,</p> + + <p>That steel war waited on, and fortune courted,</p> + + <p>That high plum'd honour built up for her own;</p> + + <p>Behold that mightiness, behold that fierceness,</p> + + <p>Behold that child of war, with all his glories;</p> + + <p>By this poor hand made breathless, here (my + <i>Achillas</i>)</p> + + <p><i>Egypt</i>, and <i>Cæsar</i>, owe me for this + service,</p> + + <p>And all the conquer'd Nations.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Peace <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Thy words sound more ungratefull than thy + actions,</p> + + <p>Though sometimes safety seek an instrument</p> + + <p>Of thy unworthy nature, thou (loud boaster)</p> + + <p>Think not she is bound to love him too, that's + barbarous.</p> + + <p>Why did not I, if this be meritorious,</p> + + <p>And binds the King unto me, and his bounties,</p> + + <p>Strike this rude stroke? I'le tell thee (thou poor + <i>Roman</i>)</p> + + <p>It was a sacred head, I durst not heave at,</p> + + <p>Not heave a thought.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> It was.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> I'le tell thee truely,</p> + + <p>And if thou ever yet heard'st tell of honour,</p> + + <p>I'le make thee blush: It was thy General's;</p> + + <p>That mans that fed thee once, that mans that bred + thee,</p> + + <p>The air thou breath'dst was his; the fire that + warm'd thee,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page316" + id="page316"></a>[pg 316]</span> + + <p>From his care kindled ever, nay, I'le show thee,</p> + + <p>(Because I'le make thee sensible of the + business,</p> + + <p>And why a noble man durst not touch at it)</p> + + <p>There was no piece of Earth, thou putst thy foot + on</p> + + <p>But was his conquest; and he gave thee motion.</p> + + <p>He triumph'd three times, who durst touch his + person?</p> + + <p>The very walls of <i>Rome</i> bow'd to his + presence,</p> + + <p>Dear to the Gods he was, to them that fear'd him</p> + + <p>A fair and noble Enemy. Didst thou hate him?</p> + + <p>And for thy love to <i>Cæsar</i>, sought his + ruine?</p> + + <p>Arm'd in the red <i>Pharsalian</i> fields, + <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Where killing was in grace, and wounds were + glorious,</p> + + <p>Where Kings were fair competitours for honour,</p> + + <p>Thou shouldst have come up to him, there have fought + him,</p> + + <p>There, Sword to Sword.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I kill'd him on + commandment,</p> + + <p>If Kings commands be fair, when you all fainted,</p> + + <p>When none of you durst look—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> On deeds so barbarous,</p> + + <p>What hast thou got?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> The Kings love, and his + bounty,</p> + + <p>The honour of the service, which though you rail + at,</p> + + <p>Or a thousand envious souls fling their foams on + me,</p> + + <p>Will dignifie the cause, and make me glorious:</p> + + <p>And I shall live.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> A miserable villain,</p> + + <p>What reputation, and reward belongs to it</p> + + <p>Thus (with the head) I seize on, and make mine;</p> + + <p>And be not impudent to ask me why, Sirrah,</p> + + <p>Nor bold to stay, read in mine eyes the reason:</p> + + <p>The shame and obloquy I leave thine own,</p> + + <p>Inherit those rewards, they are fitter for thee,</p> + + <p>Your oyl's spent, and your snuff stinks: go out + basely.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + [<i>Exit.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> The King will yet + consider.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Achoreus, Photinus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Here he comes Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Yet if it be undone: hear me + great Sir,</p> + + <p>If this inhumane stroak be yet unstrucken,</p> + + <p>If that adored head be not yet + sever'd</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page317" + id="page317"></a>[pg 317]</span> + + <p>From the most noble Body, weigh the miseries,</p> + + <p>The desolations that this great Eclipse works,</p> + + <p>You are young, be provident: fix not your Empire</p> + + <p>Upon the Tomb of him will shake all + <i>Egypt</i>,</p> + + <p>Whose warlike groans will raise ten thousand + Spirits,</p> + + <p>(Great as himself) in every hand a thunder;</p> + + <p>Destructions darting from their looks, and + sorrows</p> + + <p>That easy womens eyes shall never empty.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> You have done well; and 'tis + done, see <i>Achillas</i>,</p> + + <p>And in his hand the head.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Stay come no nearer,</p> + + <p>Me thinks I feel the very earth shake under me,</p> + + <p>I do remember him, he was my guardian,</p> + + <p>Appointed by the Senate to preserve me:</p> + + <p>What a full Majesty sits in his face yet?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> The King is troubled: be not + frighted Sir,</p> + + <p>Be not abus'd with fears; his death was + necessary,</p> + + <p>If you consider, Sir, most necessary,</p> + + <p>Not to be miss'd: and humbly thank great + <i>Isis</i>,</p> + + <p>He came so opportunely to your hands;</p> + + <p>Pity must now give place to rules of safety.</p> + + <p>Is not victorious <i>Cæsar</i> new arriv'd,</p> + + <p>And enter'd <i>Alexandria</i>, with his friends,</p> + + <p>His <i>Navy</i> riding by to wait his charges?</p> + + <p>Did he not beat this <i>Pompey</i>, and pursu'd + him?</p> + + <p>Was not this great man, his great enemy?</p> + + <p>This Godlike vertuous man, as people held him,</p> + + <p>But what fool dare be friend to flying vertue?</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Anthony, Dolabella, Sceva. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I hear their Trumpets, 'tis too late to stagger,</p> + + <p>Give me the head, and be you confident:</p> + + <p>Hail Conquerour, and head of all the world,</p> + + <p>Now this head's off.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Ha?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Do not shun me, + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>From kingly <i>Ptolomy</i> I bring this present,</p> + + <p>The Crown, and sweat of thy <i>Pharsalian</i> + labour:</p> + + <p>The goal and mark of high ambitious honour.</p> + + <p>Before thy victory had no name, + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page318" + id="page318"></a>[pg 318]</span> + + <p>Thy travel and thy loss of blood, no recompence,</p> + + <p>Thou dreamst of being worthy, and of war;</p> + + <p>And all thy furious conflicts were but slumbers,</p> + + <p>Here they take life: here they inherit honour,</p> + + <p>Grow fixt, and shoot up everlasting triumphs:</p> + + <p>Take it, and look upon thy humble servant,</p> + + <p>With noble eyes look on the Princely + <i>Ptolomy</i>,</p> + + <p>That offers with this head (most mighty + <i>Cæsar</i>)</p> + + <p>What thou would'st once have given for it, all + <i>Egypt</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Nor do not question it (most + royal Conquerour)</p> + + <p>Nor dis-esteem the benefit that meets thee,</p> + + <p>Because 'tis easily got, it comes the safer:</p> + + <p>Yet let me tell thee (most imperious + <i>Cæsar</i>)</p> + + <p>Though he oppos'd no strength of Swords to win + this,</p> + + <p>Nor labour'd through no showres of darts, and + lances:</p> + + <p>Yet here he found a fort, that faced him + strongly,</p> + + <p>An inward war: he was his Grand-sires Guest;</p> + + <p>Friend to his Father, and when he was expell'd</p> + + <p>And beaten from this Kingdom by strong hand,</p> + + <p>And had none left him, to restore his honour,</p> + + <p>No hope to find a friend, in such a misery;</p> + + <p>Then in stept <i>Pompey</i>; took his feeble + fortune:</p> + + <p>Strengthen'd, and cherish'd it, and set it right + again,</p> + + <p>This was a love to <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva.</i> Give me, hate, Gods.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> This <i>Cæsar</i> may account + a little wicked,</p> + + <p>But yet remember, if thine own hands, + Conquerour,</p> + + <p>Had fallen upon him, what it had been then?</p> + + <p>If thine own sword had touch'd his throat, what that + way!</p> + + <p>He was thy Son in Law, there to be tainted,</p> + + <p>Had been most terrible: let the worst be + render'd,</p> + + <p>We have deserv'd for keeping thy hands innocent.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> Oh <i>Sceva, Sceva</i>, see + that head: see Captains,</p> + + <p>The head of godlike <i>Pompey</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva.</i> He was basely ruin'd,</p> + + <p>But let the Gods be griev'd that suffer'd it,</p> + + <p>And be you Cæsar—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> Oh thou Conquerour,</p> + + <p>Thou glory of the world once, now the pity:</p> + + <p>Thou awe of Nations, wherefore didst thou fall + thus?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page319" + id="page319"></a>[pg 319]</span> + + <p>What poor fate follow'd thee, and pluckt thee on</p> + + <p>To trust thy sacred life to an <i>Egyptian</i>;</p> + + <p>The life and light of <i>Rome</i>, to a blind + stranger,</p> + + <p>That honorable war ne'r taught a nobleness,</p> + + <p>Nor worthy circumstance shew'd what a man was,</p> + + <p>That never heard thy name sung, but in banquets;</p> + + <p>And loose lascivious pleasures? to a Boy,</p> + + <p>That had no faith to comprehend thy greatness,</p> + + <p>No study of thy life to know thy goodness;</p> + + <p>And leave thy Nation, nay, thy noble friend,</p> + + <p>Leave him (distrusted) that in tears falls with + thee?</p> + + <p>(In soft relenting tears) hear me (great + <i>Pompey</i>)</p> + + <p>(If thy great spirit can hear) I must task thee:</p> + + <p>Thou hast most unnobly rob'd me of my victory,</p> + + <p>My love, and mercy.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> O how brave these tears + shew!</p> + + <p>How excellent is sorrow in an Enemy!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Glory appears not greater + than this goodness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> <i>Egyptians</i>, dare you + think your high <i>Pyramides</i>,</p> + + <p>Built to out-dare the Sun, as you suppose,</p> + + <p>Where your unworthy Kings lye rak'd in ashes,</p> + + <p>Are monuments fit for him? no, (brood of + <i>Nilus</i>)</p> + + <p>Nothing can cover his high fame, but Heaven;</p> + + <p>No <i>Pyramides</i> set off his memories,</p> + + <p>But the eternal substance of his greatness</p> + + <p>To which I leave him: take the head away,</p> + + <p>And (with the body) give it noble burial,</p> + + <p>Your Earth shall now be bless'd to hold a + <i>Roman</i>,</p> + + <p>Whose braverys all the worlds-Earth cannot + ballance.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> If thou bee'st thus loving, I + shall honour thee,</p> + + <p>But great men may dissemble, 'tis held possible,</p> + + <p>And be right glad of what they seem to weep for,</p> + + <p>There are such kind of Philosophers; now do I + wonder</p> + + <p>How he would look if <i>Pompey</i> were alive + again,</p> + + <p>But how he would set his face?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> You look now, King,</p> + + <p>And you that have been Agents in this glory,</p> + + <p>For our especial favour?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> We desire it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> And doubtless you expect + rewards.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page320" + id="page320"></a>[pg 320]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva</i>. Let me give 'em:</p> + + <p>I'le give 'em such as nature never dreamt of,</p> + + <p>I'le beat him and his Agents (in a morter)</p> + + <p>Into one man, and that one man I'le bake then.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Peace: I forgive you all, + that's recompence:</p> + + <p>You are young, and ignorant, that pleads your + pardon,</p> + + <p>And fear it may be more than hate provok'd ye,</p> + + <p>Your Ministers, I must think, wanted judgment,</p> + + <p>And so they err'd: I am bountiful to think this;</p> + + <p>Believe me most bountiful; be you most thankful,</p> + + <p>That bounty share amongst ye: if I knew</p> + + <p>What to send you for a present, King of + <i>Egypt</i>,</p> + + <p>(I mean a head of equal reputation</p> + + <p>And that you lov'd) though it were your brightest + Sisters,</p> + + <p>(But her you hate) I would not be behind ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Hear me, (Great + <i>Cæsar</i>.)</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> I have heard too much,</p> + + <p>And study not with smooth shews to invade</p> + + <p>My noble Mind as you have done my Conquest.</p> + + <p>Ye are poor and open: I must tell ye roundly,</p> + + <p>That Man that could not recompence the Benefits,</p> + + <p>The great and bounteous services of + <i>Pompey</i>,</p> + + <p>Can never dote upon the Name of <i>Cæsar</i>;</p> + + <p>Though I had hated <i>Pompey</i>, and allow'd his + ruine,</p> + + <p>[I gave you no commission to performe it:]</p> + + <p>Hasty to please in Blood are seldome trusty;</p> + + <p>And but I stand inviron'd with my Victories,</p> + + <p>My Fortune never failing to befriend me,</p> + + <p>My noble strengths, and friends about my Person,</p> + + <p>I durst not try ye, nor expect: a Courtesie,</p> + + <p>Above the pious love you shew'd to + <i>Pompey</i>.</p> + + <p>You have found me merciful in arguing with you;</p> + + <p>Swords, Hangmen, Fires, Destructions of all + natures,</p> + + <p>Demolishments of Kingdoms, and whole Ruines</p> + + <p>Are wont to be my Orators; turn to tears,</p> + + <p>You wretched and poor seeds of Sun-burnt + <i>Egypt</i>,</p> + + <p>And now you have found the nature of a + Conquerour,</p> + + <p>That you cannot decline with all your + flatteries,</p> + + <p>That where the day gives light will be himself + still,</p> + + <p>Know how to meet his Worth with humane + Courtesies,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page321" + id="page321"></a>[pg 321]</span> + + <p>Go, and embalm those bones of that great + Souldier;</p> + + <p>Howl round about his Pile, fling on your Spices,</p> + + <p>Make a <i>Sabæan</i> Bed, and place this Phoenix</p> + + <p>Where the hot Sun may emulate his Vertues,</p> + + <p>And draw another <i>Pompey</i> from his ashes</p> + + <p>Divinely great, and fix him 'mongst the + Worthies.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> We will do all.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> You have rob'd him of those + tears</p> + + <p>His Kindred and his Friends kept sacred for him;</p> + + <p>The Virgins of their Funeral Lamentations:</p> + + <p>And that kind Earth that thought to cover him,</p> + + <p>(His Countries Earth) will cry out 'gainst your + Cruelty,</p> + + <p>And weep unto the Ocean for revenge,</p> + + <p>Till <i>Nilus</i> raise his seven heads and devour + ye;</p> + + <p>My grief has stopt the rest: when <i>Pompey</i> + liv'd</p> + + <p>He us'd you nobly, now he is dead use him so. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Now, where's your + confidence? your aim (<i>Photinus</i>)</p> + + <p>The Oracles, and fair Favours from the + Conquerour</p> + + <p>You rung into mine Ears? how stand I now?</p> + + <p>You see the tempest of his stern displeasure,</p> + + <p>The death of him you urged a Sacrifice</p> + + <p>To stop his Rage, presaging a full ruine;</p> + + <p>Where are your Counsels now?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Acho.</i> I told you, Sir,</p> + + <p>(And told the truth) what danger would flye + after;</p> + + <p>And though an Enemy, I satisfied you</p> + + <p>He was a <i>Roman</i>, and the top of Honour;</p> + + <p>And howsoever this might please Great + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>I told ye that the foulness of his Death,</p> + + <p>The impious baseness—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Peace, you are a Fool,</p> + + <p>Men of deep ends must tread as deep ways to 'em;</p> + + <p><i>Cæsar</i> I know is pleas'd, and for all his + sorrows</p> + + <p>(Which are put on for forms and meer + dissemblings)</p> + + <p>I am confident he's glad; to have told ye so,</p> + + <p>And thank ye outwardly, had been too open,</p> + + <p>And taken from the Wisedom of a Conquerour.</p> + + <p>Be confident and proud ye have done this + service;</p> + + <p>Ye have deserv'd, and ye will find it highly:</p> + + <p>Make bold use of this benefit, and be + sure</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page322" + id="page322"></a>[pg 322]</span> + + <p>You keep your Sister, (the high-soul'd + Cleopatra)</p> + + <p>Both close and short enough, she may not see + him;</p> + + <p>The rest, if I may counsel, Sir—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Do all;</p> + + <p>For in thy faithful service rests my safety. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENE II.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septimius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Here's a strange alteration + in the Court;</p> + + <p>Mens Faces are of other setts and motions,</p> + + <p>Their minds of subtler stuff; I pass by now</p> + + <p>As though I were a Rascal, no man knows me,</p> + + <p>No Eye looks after; as I were a Plague</p> + + <p>Their doors shut close against me; and I wondred + at</p> + + <p>Because I have done a meritorious Murther;</p> + + <p>Because I have pleas'd the Time, does the Time + plague me?</p> + + <p>I have known the day they would have hug'd me for + it,</p> + + <p>For a less stroke than this have done me + Reverence;</p> + + <p>Open'd their Hearts and secret Closets to me,</p> + + <p>Their Purses, and their Pleasures, and bid me + wallow.</p> + + <p>I now perceive the great Thieves eat the less,</p> + + <p>And the huge Leviathans of Villany</p> + + <p>Sup up the merits, nay the men and all</p> + + <p>That do them service, and spowt 'em out again</p> + + <p>Into the air, as thin and unregarded</p> + + <p>As drops of Water that are lost i'th' Ocean:</p> + + <p>I was lov'd once for swearing, and for drinking,</p> + + <p>And for other principal Qualities that became + me,</p> + + <p>Now a foolish unthankful Murther has undone me,</p> + + <p>If my Lord <i>Photinus</i> be not merciful</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Photinus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>That set me on; And he comes, now Fortune.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Cæsars unthankfulness a + little stirs me,</p> + + <p>A little frets my bloud; take heed, proud + <i>Roman</i>,</p> + + <p>Provoke me not, stir not mine anger farther;</p> + + <p>I may find out a way unto thy life too,</p> + + <p>(Though arm'd in all thy Victories) and seize + it.</p> + + <p>A Conquerour has a heart, and I may hit it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept</i>. May it please your + Lordship?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page323" + id="page323"></a>[pg 323]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> O <i>Septimius</i>!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Your [Lordship] knows my + wrongs.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Wrongs?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Yes, my Lord,</p> + + <p>How the Captain of the Guard, <i>Achillas</i>, + slights me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Think better of him, he has + much befriended thee,</p> + + <p>Shew'd thee much love in taking the head from + thee.</p> + + <p>The times are alter'd (Souldier) <i>Cæsar's</i> + angry,</p> + + <p>And our design to please him lost and perish'd;</p> + + <p>Be glad thou art unnam'd, 'tis not worth the + owning;</p> + + <p>Yet, that thou maist be useful—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Yes, my Lord,</p> + + <p>I shall be ready.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> For I may employ thee</p> + + <p>To take a rub or two out of my way,</p> + + <p>As time shall serve, say that it be a Brother?</p> + + <p>Or a hard Father?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> 'Tis most necessary,</p> + + <p>A Mother, or a Sister, or whom you please, Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Or to betray a noble + Friend?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> 'Tis all one.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I know thou wilt stir for + Gold.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> 'Tis all my motion.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> There, take that for thy + service, and farewel;</p> + + <p>I have greater business now.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> I am still your own, + Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> One thing I charge thee, see + me no more, <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Unless I send. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> I shall observe your + hour.</p> + + <p>So, this brings something in the mouth, some + savour;</p> + + <p>This is the Lord I serve, the Power I worship,</p> + + <p>My Friends, Allies, and here lies my Allegiance.</p> + + <p>Let People talk as they please of my rudeness,</p> + + <p>And shun me for my deed; bring but this to 'em,</p> + + <p>(Let me be damn'd for blood) yet still I am + honourable,</p> + + <p>This God creates new tongues, and new + affections;</p> + + <p>And though I had kill'd my Father, give me Gold</p> + + <p>I'll make men swear I have done a pious + Sacrifice;</p> + + <p>Now I will out-brave all; make all my Servants,</p> + + <p>And my brave deed shall be writ in Wine, for + vertuous. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page324" + id="page324"></a>[pg 324]</span> + + <h3>SCENE III.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Antony, Dolabella, Sceva. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Keep strong Guards, and with + wary eyes (my friends)</p> + + <p>There is no trusting to these base + <i>Egyptians</i>;</p> + + <p>They that are false to pious benefits,</p> + + <p>And make compell'd necessities their faiths</p> + + <p>Are Traitors to the gods.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> We'll call ashore</p> + + <p>A Legion of the best.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Not a Man, <i>Antony</i>,</p> + + <p>That were to shew our fears, and dim our + greatness:</p> + + <p>No, 'tis enough my Name's ashore.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Too much too,</p> + + <p>A sleeping <i>Cæsar</i> is enough to shake them;</p> + + <p>There are some two or three malicious Rascals</p> + + <p>Train'd up in Villany, besides that + <i>Cerberus</i></p> + + <p>That <i>Roman</i> Dog, that lick'd the blood of + <i>Pompey</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> 'Tis strange, a <i>Roman</i> + Souldier?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> You are cozen'd,</p> + + <p>There be of us as be of all other Nations,</p> + + <p>Villains, and Knaves; 'tis not the name contains + him,</p> + + <p>But the obedience; when that's once forgotten,</p> + + <p>And Duty flung away, then welcome Devil.</p> + + <p><i>Photinus</i> and <i>Achillas</i>, and this + Vermine</p> + + <p>That's now become a natural Crocodile</p> + + <p>Must be with care observ'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> And 'tis well counsel'd</p> + + <p>No Confidence, nor trust—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I'll trust the Sea first,</p> + + <p>When with her hollow murmurs she invites me,</p> + + <p>And clutches in her storms, as politick Lions</p> + + <p>Conceal their Claws; I'll trust the Devil first.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Go to your rests, and follow + your own Wisedoms,</p> + + <p>And leave me to my thoughts: pray no more + complement,</p> + + <p>Once more strong Watches.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> All shall be observ'd, Sir. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> I am dull and heavy, yet I + cannot sleep,</p> + + <p>How happy was I in my lawful Wars,</p> + + <p>In <i>Germany</i>, and <i>Gaul</i>, and + <i>Britanny</i></p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page325" + id="page325"></a>[pg 325]</span> + + <p>When every night with pleasure I set down</p> + + <p>What the day ministred! The sleep came sweetly:</p> + + <p>But since I undertook this home-division,</p> + + <p>This civil War, and past the <i>Rubicon</i>;</p> + + <p>What have I done that speaks an ancient + <i>Roman</i>?</p> + + <p>A good, great man? I have enter'd <i>Rome</i> by + force,</p> + + <p>And on her tender Womb (that gave me life)</p> + + <p>Let my insulting Souldiers rudely trample,</p> + + <p>The dear Veins of my Country I have open'd,</p> + + <p>And sail'd upon the torrents that flow'd from + her,</p> + + <p>The bloody streams that in their confluence</p> + + <p>Carried before 'em thousand desolations;</p> + + <p>I rob'd the Treasury, and at one gripe</p> + + <p>Snatch'd all the wealth, so many worthy triumphs</p> + + <p>Plac'd there as sacred to the Peace of + <i>Rome</i>;</p> + + <p>I raz'd <i>Massilia</i>, in my wanton anger:</p> + + <p><i>Petreius</i> and <i>Afranius</i> I defeated:</p> + + <p><i>Pompey</i> I overthrew: what did that get me?</p> + + <p>The slubber'd Name of an authoriz'd Enemy. [<i>Noise + within.</i></p> + + <p>I hear some Noise; they are the Watches sure.</p> + + <p>What Friends have I ty'd fast by these + ambitions?</p> + + <p><i>Cato</i>, the Lover of his Countries freedom,</p> + + <p>Is now past into <i>Africk</i> to affront me,</p> + + <p><i>Fuba</i> (that kill'd my friend) is up in Arms + too;</p> + + <p>The Sons of <i>Pompey</i> are Masters of the + Sea,</p> + + <p>And from the reliques of their scatter'd + faction,</p> + + <p>A new head's sprung; Say I defeat all these too;</p> + + <p>I come home crown'd an honourable Rebel.</p> + + <p>I hear the Noise still, and it still comes + nearer;</p> + + <p>Are the Guards fast? Who waits there?</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Sceva <i>with a Packet</i>, Cleopatra <i>in + it.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Are ye awake Sir?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> I'th' name of Wonder.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Nay, I am a Porter,</p> + + <p>A strong one too, or else my sides would crack, + Sir,</p> + + <p>And my sins were as weighty, I should scarce walk + with 'em.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> What hast thou there?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Ask them which stay + without,</p> + + <p>And brought it hither, your Presence I deny'd + 'em,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page326" + id="page326"></a>[pg 326]</span> + + <p>And put 'em by; took up the load my self,</p> + + <p>They say 'tis rich, and valu'd at the Kingdome,</p> + + <p>I am sure 'tis heavy; if you like to see it</p> + + <p>You may: if not, I'll give it back.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Stay <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>I would fain see it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I'll begin to work then;</p> + + <p>No doubt, to flatter ye they have sent ye + something,</p> + + <p>Of a rich value, Jewels, or some rich Treasure;</p> + + <p>May be a Rogue within to do a mischief;</p> + + <p>I pray you stand farther off, if there be + villany,</p> + + <p>Better my danger first; he shall 'scape hard + too,</p> + + <p>Ha! what art thou?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Stand farther off, good + <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>What heavenly Vision! do I wake or slumber?</p> + + <p>Farther off that hand, Friend.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> What Apparition?</p> + + <p>What Spirit have I rais'd? sure 'tis a Woman,</p> + + <p>She looks like one; now she begins to move too:</p> + + <p>A tempting Devil, o' my life; go off, + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>Bless thy self, off: a Bawd grown in mine old + days?</p> + + <p>Bawdry advanc'd upon my back? 'tis noble:</p> + + <p>Sir, if you be a Souldier come no nearer,</p> + + <p>She is sent to dispossess you of your honour,</p> + + <p>A Spunge, a Spunge to wipe away your Victories:</p> + + <p>And she would be cool'd, Sir, let the Souldiers trim + her!</p> + + <p>They'll give her that she came for, and dispatch + her;</p> + + <p>Be loyal to your self. Thou damned Woman,</p> + + <p>Dost thou come hither with thy flourishes,</p> + + <p>Thy flaunts, and faces to abuse mens manners?</p> + + <p>And am I made the instrument of Bawdry?</p> + + <p>I'll find a Lover for ye, one that shall hug ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Hold, on thy life, and be + more temperate,</p> + + <p>Thou Beast.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Thou Beast?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Could'st thou be so + inhumane,</p> + + <p>So far from noble Men, to draw thy Weapon</p> + + <p>Upon a thing divine?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Divine, or humane,</p> + + <p>They are never better pleas'd, nor more at hearts + ease,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page327" + id="page327"></a>[pg 327]</span> + + <p>Than when we draw with full intent upon 'em.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Move this way (Lady)</p> + + <p>'Pray ye let me speak to ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> And Woman, you had best + stand.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> By the gods,</p> + + <p>But that I see her here, and hope her mortal,</p> + + <p>I should imagine some celestial sweetness,</p> + + <p>The treasure of soft love.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Oh, this sounds mangily,</p> + + <p>Poorly, and scurvily in a Souldiers mouth:</p> + + <p>You had best be troubled with the Tooth-ach too,</p> + + <p>For Lovers ever are, and let your Nose drop</p> + + <p>That your celestial Beauty may befriend ye;</p> + + <p>At these years do you learn to be fantastical?</p> + + <p>After so many bloody fields, a Fool?</p> + + <p>She brings her Bed along too, she'll lose no + time,</p> + + <p>Carries her Litter to lye soft, do you see that?</p> + + <p>Invites ye like a Gamester: note that impudence,</p> + + <p>For shame reflect upon your self, your honour,</p> + + <p>Look back into your noble parts, and blush:</p> + + <p>Let not the dear sweat of the hot + <i>Pharsalia</i>,</p> + + <p>Mingle with base <i>Embraces</i>; am I he</p> + + <p>That have receiv'd so many wounds for + <i>Cæsar</i>?</p> + + <p>Upon my Target groves of darts still growing?</p> + + <p>Have I endur'd all hungers, colds, distresses,</p> + + <p>And (as I had been bred that Iron that arm'd me)</p> + + <p>Stood out all weathers, now to curse my fortune?</p> + + <p>To ban the blood I lost for such a General?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Offend no more: be + gone.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I will, and leave ye,</p> + + <p>Leave ye to womens wars, that will proclaim ye:</p> + + <p>You'l conquer <i>Rome</i> now, and the Capitol</p> + + <p>With Fans, and Looking-glasses, farewel Cæsar.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Now I am private Sir, I dare + speak to ye:</p> + + <p>But thus low first, for as a God I honour ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Lower you'l be anon.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Away.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> And privater,</p> + + <p>For that you covet all. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Tempt me no + farther.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page328" + id="page328"></a>[pg 328]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Contemn me not, because I + kneel thus, <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>I am a Queen, and coheir to this country,</p> + + <p>The Sister to the mighty <i>Ptolomy</i>,</p> + + <p>Yet one distress'd, that flyes unto thy justice,</p> + + <p>One that layes sacred hold on thy protection</p> + + <p>As on an holy Altar, to preserve me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Speak Queen of beauty, and + stand up.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I dare not,</p> + + <p>'Till I have found that favour in thine eyes,</p> + + <p>That godlike great humanity to help me,</p> + + <p>Thus, to thy knees must I grow (sacred + <i>Cæsar</i>,)</p> + + <p>And if it be not in thy will, to right me,</p> + + <p>And raise me like a Queen from my sad ruines,</p> + + <p>If these soft tears cannot sink to thy pity,</p> + + <p>And waken with their murmurs thy compassions;</p> + + <p>Yet for thy nobleness, for vertues sake,</p> + + <p>And if thou beest a man, for despis'd beauty,</p> + + <p>For honourable conquest, which thou doat'st on,</p> + + <p>Let not those cankers of this flourishing + Kingdom,</p> + + <p><i>Photinus</i>, and <i>Achillas</i>, (the one an + Eunuch,</p> + + <p>The other a base bondman) thus raign over me.</p> + + <p>Seize my inheritance, and leave my Brother</p> + + <p>Nothing of what he should be, but the Title,</p> + + <p>As thou art wonder of the world.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Stand up then</p> + + <p>And be a Queen, this hand shall give it to ye,</p> + + <p>Or choose a greater name, worthy my bounty:</p> + + <p>A common love makes Queens: choose to be + worshipped,</p> + + <p>To be divinely great, and I dare promise it;</p> + + <p>A suitor of your sort, and blessed sweetness,</p> + + <p>That hath adventur'd thus to see great + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>Must never be denied, you have found a patron</p> + + <p>That dare not in his private honour suffer</p> + + <p>So great a blemish to the Heaven of beauty:</p> + + <p>The God of love would clap his angry wings,</p> + + <p>And from his singing bow let flye those arrows</p> + + <p>Headed with burning griefs, and pining sorrows,</p> + + <p>Should I neglect your cause, would make me + monstrous,</p> + + <p>To whom and to your service I devote me.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page329" + id="page329"></a>[pg 329]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Sceva. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> He is my conquest now, and + so I'le work him,</p> + + <p>The conquerour of the world will I lead captive.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Still with this woman? + tilting still with Babies?</p> + + <p>As you are honest think the Enemy,</p> + + <p>Some valiant Foe indeed now charging on ye:</p> + + <p>Ready to break your ranks, and fling + these—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Hear me,</p> + + <p>But tell me true, if thou hadst such a treasure,</p> + + <p>(And as thou art a Souldier, do not flatter me)</p> + + <p>Such a bright gem, brought to thee, wouldst thou + not</p> + + <p>Most greedily accept?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Not as an Emperour,</p> + + <p>A man that first should rule himself, then + others;</p> + + <p>As a poor hungry Souldier, I might bite, Sir,</p> + + <p>Yet that's a weakness too: hear me, thou + Tempter:</p> + + <p>And hear thou <i>Cæsar</i> too, for it concerns + thee,</p> + + <p>And if thy flesh be deaf, yet let thine honour,</p> + + <p>The soul of a commander, give ear to me,</p> + + <p>Thou wanton bane of war, thou guilded Lethargy,</p> + + <p>In whose embraces, ease (the rust of Arms)</p> + + <p>And pleasure, (that makes Souldiers poor) + inhabites.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Fye, thou blasphem'st.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I do, when she is a + goddess.</p> + + <p>Thou melter of strong minds, dar'st thou presume</p> + + <p>To smother all his triumphs, with thy vanities,</p> + + <p>And tye him like a slave, to thy proud beauties?</p> + + <p>To thy imperious looks? that Kings have follow'd</p> + + <p>Proud of their chains? have waited on? I shame Sir. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Alas thou art rather mad: + take thy rest <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>Thy duty makes thee erre, but I forgive thee:</p> + + <p>Go, go I say, shew me no disobedience:</p> + + <p>'Tis well, farewel, the day will break dear + Lady,</p> + + <p>My Souldiers will come in; please you retire,</p> + + <p>And think upon your servant.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Pray you Sir, know me,</p> + + <p>And what I am.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. The greater, I more love + ye,</p> + + <p>And you must know me + too.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page330" + id="page330"></a>[pg 330]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> So far as modesty,</p> + + <p>And majesty gives leave Sir, ye are too violent.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. You are too cold to my + desires.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Swear to me,</p> + + <p>And by your self (for I hold that oath sacred)</p> + + <p>You will right me as a Queen—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. These lips be witness,</p> + + <p>And if I break that oath—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> You make me blush Sir,</p> + + <p>And in that blush interpret me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I will do,</p> + + <p>Come let's go in, and blush again: this one + word,</p> + + <p>You shall believe.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I must, you are a + conquerour. [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h2><i>Actus Tertius. Scena Prima.</i></h2> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Photinus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Good Sir, but hear.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> No more, you have undone + me,</p> + + <p>That, that I hourly fear'd, is fain upon me,</p> + + <p>And heavily, and deadly.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Hear a remedy.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> A remedy now the disease is + ulcerous?</p> + + <p>And has infected all? your secure negligence</p> + + <p>Has broke through all the hopes I have, and ruin'd + me:</p> + + <p>My Sister is with <i>Cæsar</i>, in his chamber,</p> + + <p>All night she has been with him; and no doubt</p> + + <p>Much to her honour.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Would that were the worst, + Sir,</p> + + <p>That will repair it self: but I fear mainly,</p> + + <p>She has made her peace with <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> 'Tis most likely,</p> + + <p>And what am I then?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> 'Plague upon that Rascal</p> + + <p><i>Apollod[or]us</i>, under whose command,</p> + + <p>Under whose eye—</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Achillas. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Curse on you all, ye are + wretches.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page331" + id="page331"></a>[pg 331]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> 'Twas providently done, + <i>Achillas</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Pardon me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Your guards were rarely wise, + and wondrous watchfull.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> I could not help it, if my + life had lain for't,</p> + + <p>Alas, who would suspect a pack of bedding,</p> + + <p>Or a small Truss of houshold furniture?</p> + + <p>And as they said, for Cæsars use: or who durst</p> + + <p>(Being for his private chamber) seek to stop it?</p> + + <p>I was abus'd.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Achoreus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> 'Tis no hour now for + anger:</p> + + <p>No wisdom to debate with fruitless choler,</p> + + <p>Let us consider timely what we must do,</p> + + <p>Since she is flown to his protection,</p> + + <p>From whom we have no power to sever her,</p> + + <p>Nor force conditions—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Speak (good + <i>Achoreus</i>)</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Let indirect and crooked + counsels vanish,</p> + + <p>And straight, and fair directions—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Speak your mind Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Let us choose <i>Cæsar</i>, + (and endear him to us,)</p> + + <p>An Arbitrator in all differences</p> + + <p>Betwixt you, and your Sister; this is safe now:</p> + + <p>And will shew off, most honourable.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Base,</p> + + <p>Most base and poor; a servile, cold submission:</p> + + <p>Hear me, and pluck your hearts up, like stout + Counsellours,</p> + + <p>Since we are sensible this <i>Cæsar</i> loathes + us,</p> + + <p>And have begun our fortune with great Pompey,</p> + + <p>Be of my mind.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> 'Tis most uncomely + spoken,</p> + + <p>And if I say most bloodily, I lye not:</p> + + <p>The law of hospitality it poysons,</p> + + <p>And calls the Gods in question that dwell in us,</p> + + <p>Be wise O King.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I will be: go my + counsellour,</p> + + <p>To <i>Cæsar</i> go, and do my humble service:</p> + + <p>To my fair Sister my commends negotiate,</p> + + <p>And here I ratifie what e're thou treat'st + on.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page332" + id="page332"></a>[pg 332]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Crown'd with fair peace, I + go. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> My love go with thee,</p> + + <p>And from my love go you, you cruel vipers:</p> + + <p>You shall know now I am no ward, <i>Photinus</i>. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> This for our service?</p> + + <p>Princes do their pleasures,</p> + + <p>And they that serve obey in all disgraces:</p> + + <p>The lowest we can fall to, is our graves,</p> + + <p>There we shall know no diffrence: heark + <i>Achillas</i>,</p> + + <p>I may do something yet, when times are ripe,</p> + + <p>To tell this raw unthankful! King.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> <i>Photinus</i>,</p> + + <p>What e're it be I shall make one: and zealously:</p> + + <p>For better dye attempting something nobly,</p> + + <p>Than fall disgraced.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Thou lov'st me and I thank + thee. [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA II.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Antony, Dolabella, Sceva. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Nay there's no rowsing him: + he is bewitch'd sure,</p> + + <p>His noble blood curdled, and cold within him;</p> + + <p>Grown now a womans warriour.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> And a tall one:</p> + + <p>Studies her fortifications, and her breaches,</p> + + <p>And how he may advance his ram to batter</p> + + <p>The Bullwork of her chastitie.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Be not too angry,</p> + + <p>For by this light, the woman's a rare woman,</p> + + <p>A Lady of that catching youth, and beauty,</p> + + <p>That unmatch'd sweetness—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> But why should he be fool'd + so?</p> + + <p>Let her be what she will, why should his wisdom,</p> + + <p>His age, and honour—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Say it were your own + case,</p> + + <p>Or mine, or any mans, that has heat in him:</p> + + <p>'Tis true at this time when he has no promise</p> + + <p>Of more security than his sword can cut through,</p> + + <p>I do not hold it so discreet: but a good face, + Gentlemen,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page333" + id="page333"></a>[pg 333]</span> + + <p>And eyes that are the winningst Orators:</p> + + <p>A youth that opens like perpetual spring,</p> + + <p>And to all these, a tongue that can deliver</p> + + <p>The Oracles of Love—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I would you had her,</p> + + <p>With all her Oracles, and Miracles,</p> + + <p>She were fitter for your turn.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Would I had, + <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>With all her faults too: let me alone to mend + 'em,</p> + + <p>O'that condition I made thee mine heir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I had rather have your black + horse, than your harlots.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> <i>Cæsar</i> writes + <i>Sonnetts</i> now, the sound of war</p> + + <p>Is grown too boystrous for his mouth: he sighs + too.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> And learns to fiddle most + melodiously,</p> + + <p>And sings, 'twould make your ears prick up, to hear + him Gent.</p> + + <p>Shortly she'l make him spin: and 'tis thought</p> + + <p>He will prove an admirable maker of Bonelace,</p> + + <p>And what a rare gift will that be in a General!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> I would he could abstain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> She is a witch sure,</p> + + <p>And works upon him with some damn'd inchantment.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> How cunning she will carry + her behaviours,</p> + + <p>And set her countenance in a thousand postures,</p> + + <p>To catch her ends!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> She will be sick, well, + sullen,</p> + + <p>Merry, coy, over-joy'd, and seem to dye</p> + + <p>All in one half hour, to make an asse of him:</p> + + <p>I make no doubt she will be drunk too damnably,</p> + + <p>And in her drink will fight, then she fits him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> That thou shouldst bring her + in!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> 'Twas my blind fortune,</p> + + <p>My Souldiers told me, by the weight 'twas + wicked:</p> + + <p>Would I had carried <i>Milo's</i> Bull a + furlong,</p> + + <p>When I brought in this Cow-Calf: he has advanced + me</p> + + <p>From an old Souldier, to a bawd of memory:</p> + + <p>O, that the Sons of <i>Pompey</i> were behind + him,</p> + + <p>The honour'd <i>Cato</i>, and fierce <i>Juba</i> + with 'em,</p> + + <p>That they might whip him from his whore, and rowze + him:</p> + + <p>That their fierce Trumpets, from his wanton + trances,</p> + + <p>Might shake him like an Earth-quake.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page334" + id="page334"></a>[pg 334]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septimius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> What's this fellow?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Why, a brave fellow, if we + judge men by their clothes.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> By my faith he is brave + indeed: he's no commander?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Yes, he has a <i>Roman</i> + face, he has been at fair wars</p> + + <p>And plenteous too, and rich, his Trappings shew + it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> And they will not know me + now, they'l never know me.</p> + + <p>Who dare blush now at my acquaintance? ha?</p> + + <p>Am I not totally a span-new Gallant,</p> + + <p>Fit for the choycest eyes? have I not gold?</p> + + <p>The friendship of the world? if they shun me now</p> + + <p>(Though I were the arrantest rogue, as I am well + forward)</p> + + <p>Mine own curse, and the Devils too light on me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Is't not + <i>Septimius</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Yes.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> He that kill'd + <i>Pompey</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> The same Dog, Scab; that + guilded botch, that rascal.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> How glorious villany appears + in <i>Egypt</i>!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Gallants, and Souldiers, sure + they do admire me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Stand further off, thou + stinkest.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> A likely matter:</p> + + <p>These Cloaths smell mustily, do they not, + Gallants?</p> + + <p>They stink, they stink, alas poor things, + contemptible.</p> + + <p>By all the Gods in <i>Egypt</i>, the perfumes</p> + + <p>That went to trimming these cloathes, cost + me—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Thou stinkest still.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> The powdering of this head + too—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> If thou hast it,</p> + + <p>I'le tell thee all the Gumms in sweet + <i>Arabia</i></p> + + <p>Are not sufficient, were they burnt about thee,</p> + + <p>To purge the scent of a rank Rascal from thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> I smell him now: fie, how the + Knave perfumes him,</p> + + <p>How strong he scents of Traitor!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> You had an ill Millener,</p> + + <p>He laid too much of the Gum of Ingratitude</p> + + <p>Upon your Coat, you should have washt off that + Sir,</p> + + <p>Fie, how it choaks! too little of your loyaltie,</p> + + <p>Your honesty, your faith, that are pure Ambers;</p> + + <p>I smell the rotten smell of a hired + Coward,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page335" + id="page335"></a>[pg 335]</span> + + <p>A dead Dog is sweeter.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Ye are merry Gentlemen,</p> + + <p>And by my troth, such harmless mirth takes me + too,</p> + + <p>You speak like good blunt Souldiers; and 'tis well + enough:</p> + + <p>But did you live at Court, as I do, Gallants,</p> + + <p>You would refine, and learn an apter language;</p> + + <p>I have done ye simple service on your + <i>Pompey</i>,</p> + + <p>You might have lookt him yet this brace of twelve + months</p> + + <p>And hunted after him, like foundred Beagles,</p> + + <p>Had not this fortunate hand—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> He brags on't too:</p> + + <p>By the good Gods, rejoyces in't; thou wretch</p> + + <p>Thou most contemptible Slave.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Dog, mangy Mongrel,</p> + + <p>Thou murdring mischief, in the shape of Souldier</p> + + <p>To make all Souldiers hatefull; thou disease</p> + + <p>That nothing but the Gallows can give ease + to.—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Thou art so impudent, that I + admire thee,</p> + + <p>And know not what to say.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I know your anger</p> + + <p>And why you prate thus: I have found your + melancholy:</p> + + <p>Ye all want mony, and you are liberal Captains,</p> + + <p>And in this want will talk a little desperately:</p> + + <p>Here's gold, come share; I love a brave + Commander:</p> + + <p>And be not peevish, do as <i>Cæsar</i> does:</p> + + <p>He's merry with his wench now, be you jovial,</p> + + <p>And let's all laugh and drink: would he have + partners?</p> + + <p>I do consider all your wants, and weigh 'em,</p> + + <p>He has the Mistris, you shall have the maids,</p> + + <p>I'le bring 'em to ye, to your arms.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> I blush,</p> + + <p>All over me, I blush, and sweat to hear him:</p> + + <p>Upon my conscience, if my arms were on now</p> + + <p>Through them I should blush too: pray ye let's be + walking.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Yes, yes: but e're we goe, + I'le leave this lesson,</p> + + <p>And let him study it: first Rogue, then Pander,</p> + + <p>Next Devil that will be; get thee from mens + presence,</p> + + <p>And where the name of Souldier has been heard of</p> + + <p>Be sure thou live not: to some hungry desert</p> + + <p>Where thou canst meet with nothing but thy + conscience,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page336" + id="page336"></a>[pg 336]</span> + + <p>And that in all the shapes of all thy + vill[anie]s</p> + + <p>Attend thee still, where bruit Beasts will abhor + thee,</p> + + <p>And even the Sun will shame to give thee light,</p> + + <p>Goe hide thy head: or if thou think'st it fitter</p> + + <p>Goe hang thy self.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Hark to that clause.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> And that speedily,</p> + + <p>That nature may be eas'd of such a Monster. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Yet all this moves not me: + nor reflects on me:</p> + + <p>I keep my gold still, and my confidence,</p> + + <p>Their want of breeding makes these fellows + murmur,</p> + + <p>Rude valors, so I let 'em pass; rude honours:</p> + + <p>There is a wench yet, that I know, affects me</p> + + <p>And company for a King: a young plump villain,</p> + + <p>That when she sees this gold, she'l leap upon + me.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Eros. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And here she comes: I am sure of her at + midnight,</p> + + <p>My pretty <i>Eros</i> welcom.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. I have business.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Above my love, thou canst + not.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. Yes indeed Sir,</p> + + <p>Far, far above.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Why, why so coy? 'pray ye + tell me</p> + + <p>We are alone.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. I am much asham'd we are + so.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> You want a new Gown now, + & a handsom Petticoat,</p> + + <p>A Skarf, and some odd toyes: I have gold here + ready,</p> + + <p>Thou shal[t] have any thing.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. I want your absence:</p> + + <p>Keep on your way, I care not for your company.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> How? how? you are very short: + do you know me <i>Eros</i>?</p> + + <p>And what I have been to ye?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. Yes I know ye:</p> + + <p>And I hope I shall forget ye: Whilst you were + honest</p> + + <p>I lov'd ye too.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Honest? come prethee kiss + me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. I kiss no knaves, no + Murderers, no Beasts,</p> + + <p>No base betrayers of those men that fed 'em,</p> + + <p>I hate their looks; and though I may be + wanton,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page337" + id="page337"></a>[pg 337]</span> + + <p>I scorn to nourish it with bloody purchase,</p> + + <p>Purchase so foully got; I pray ye unhand me</p> + + <p>I had rather touch the plague, than one + unworthy:</p> + + <p>Goe seek some Mistris that a horse may marry,</p> + + <p>And keep her company, she is too good for ye. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Marry this goes near; now I + perceive I am hatefull,</p> + + <p>When this light stuff can distinguish, it grows + dangerous,</p> + + <p>For mony, seldom they refuse a Leper:</p> + + <p>But sure I am more odious, more diseas'd too:</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter three lame</i> Souldiers. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>It sits cold here; what are these? three poor + Souldiers?</p> + + <p>Both poor and lame: their misery may make 'em</p> + + <p>A little look upon me, and adore me,</p> + + <p>If these will keep me company, I am made yet.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> The pleasure <i>Cæsar</i> + sleeps in, makes us miserable,</p> + + <p>We are forgot, our maims and dangers laugh'd at;</p> + + <p>He Banquets, and we beg.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> He was not wont</p> + + <p>To let poor Souldiers that have spent their + Fortunes,</p> + + <p>Their Bloods, and limbs, walk up and down like + vagabonds.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Save ye good Souldiers: good + poor men, heaven help ye:</p> + + <p>You have born the brunt of war, and shew the + story,</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> Some new commander + sure.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> You look (my good + friends)</p> + + <p>By your thin faces, as you would be Suitors.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> To <i>Cæsar</i>, for our + means, Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> And 'tis fit Sir.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sol.</i> We are poor men, and long + forgot.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I grieve for it:</p> + + <p>Good Souldiers should have good rewards, and + favours,</p> + + <p>I'le give up your petitions, for I pity ye,</p> + + <p>And freely speak to <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>All</i>. O we honour ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> A good man sure ye are: the + Gods preserve ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> And to relieve your wants the + while, hold Soldiers,</p> + + <p>Nay 'tis no dream: 'tis good gold: take it + freely,</p> + + <p>'Twill keep ye in good heart.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> Now goodness quit ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I'le be a friend to your + afflictions,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page338" + id="page338"></a>[pg 338]</span> + + <p>And eat, and drink with ye too, and we'l be + merry:</p> + + <p>And every day I'le see ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> You are a Souldier,</p> + + <p>And one sent from the Gods, I think.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I'le cloth ye,</p> + + <p>Ye are lame, and then provide good lodging for + ye:</p> + + <p>And at my Table, where no want shall meet ye.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Sceva. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>All</i>. Was never such a man.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Dear honour'd Sir,</p> + + <p>Let us but know your name, that we may worship + ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> That we may ever + thank.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Why, call me any thing,</p> + + <p>No matter for my name, that may betray me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> A cunning thief, call him + <i>Septimius</i>, Souldiers,</p> + + <p>The villain that kill'd <i>Pompey</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>All</i>. How?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Call him the shame of men. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> O that this mony</p> + + <p>Were weight enough to break thy brains out: fling + all:</p> + + <p>And fling our curses next: let them be mortal,</p> + + <p>Out bloody wolf, dost thou come guilded over,</p> + + <p>And painted with thy charitie, to poyson us?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> I know him now: may never + Father own thee,</p> + + <p>But as a monstrous birth shun thy base memory:</p> + + <p>And if thou hadst a Mother (as I cannot</p> + + <p>Believe thou wert a natural Burden) let her womb</p> + + <p>Be curs'd of women for a bed of vipers.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sol.</i> Me thinks the ground shakes + to devour this rascal,</p> + + <p>And the kind air turns into foggs and vapours,</p> + + <p>Infectious mists, to crown his villanies.</p> + + <p>Thou maist go wander, like a thing heaven hated.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> And valiant minds hold + poysonous to remember.</p> + + <p>The Hangman will not keep thee company,</p> + + <p>He has an honourable house to thine,</p> + + <p>No, not a thief though thou couldst save his life + for't</p> + + <p>Will eat thy bread, nor one, for thirst starv'd, + drink with thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> Thou art no company for an + honest dog,</p> + + <p>And so we'l leave thee to a ditch (thy destiny.) + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page339" + id="page339"></a>[pg 339]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Contemn'd of all? and kickt + too? now I find it;</p> + + <p>My valour's fled too, with mine honesty,</p> + + <p>For since I would be knave I must be Coward:</p> + + <p>This 'tis to be a Traitor, and betrayer.</p> + + <p>What a deformity dwells round about me!</p> + + <p>How monstrous shews that man, that is + ungratefull!</p> + + <p>I am afraid the very beasts will tear me,</p> + + <p>Inspir'd with what I have done: the winds will blast + me:</p> + + <p>Now I am paid, and my reward dwells in me,</p> + + <p>The wages of my fact, my soul's opprest;</p> + + <p>Honest and noble minds, you find most rest. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA III.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Achoreus, Photinus, Achillas. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I have commanded, and it + shall be so,</p> + + <p>A preparation I have set o' foot,</p> + + <p>Worthy the friendship and the fame of + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>My Sisters favours shall seem poor and wither'd:</p> + + <p>Nay she her self, (trim'd up in all her beautys)</p> + + <p>Compar'd to what I'le take his eyes withall,</p> + + <p>Shall be a dream.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Do you mean to shew the + glory,</p> + + <p>And wealth of <i>Egypt</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Yes: and in that lustre,</p> + + <p><i>Rome</i> shall appear in all her famous + Conquests,</p> + + <p>And all her riches of no note unto it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Now you are reconcil'd to + your fair Sister,</p> + + <p>Take heed Sir, how you step into a danger:</p> + + <p>A danger of this precipice: but note Sir,</p> + + <p>For what <i>Rome</i> ever rais'd her mighty + armies;</p> + + <p>First for ambition, then for wealth: 'tis + madness,</p> + + <p>Nay more, a secure impotence, to tempt</p> + + <p>An armed Guest: feed not an eye, that conquers,</p> + + <p>Nor teach a fortunate sword the way to be + covetous.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Ye judge amiss, and far too + wide to alter me,</p> + + <p>Yet all be ready, as I gave direction:</p> + + <p>The secret way of all our wealth appearing</p> + + <p>Newly, and handsomely: and all about it:</p> + + <p>No more disswading: 'tis my + will.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page340" + id="page340"></a>[pg 340]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> I grieve for't.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I will dazel <i>Cæsar</i>, + with excess of glory.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I fear you'l curse your will, + we must obey ye. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA IV.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Antony, Dolabella, Sceva, <i>above.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I wonder at the glory of + this Kingdom,</p> + + <p>And the most bounteous preparation,</p> + + <p>Still as I pass, they court me with.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva</i>. I'le tell ye:</p> + + <p>In <i>Gaul</i>, and <i>Germany</i>, we saw such + visions,</p> + + <p>And stood not to admire 'em, but possess 'em:</p> + + <p>When they are ours, they are worth our + admiration.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cleopatra. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> The young Queen comes: give + room.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Welcom (my dearest)</p> + + <p>Come bless my side.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva</i>. I marry: here's a + wonder,</p> + + <p>As she appears now, I am no true Souldier,</p> + + <p>If I be not readie to recant.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Be merry Sir,</p> + + <p>My Brother will be proud to do you honour</p> + + <p>That now appears himself.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Achoreus, Achillas, Photinus, + Apollodorus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pto.</i> Haile to great + <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>My Royal Guest, first I will feast thine eyes</p> + + <p>With wealthy <i>Ægypts</i> store, and then thy + palate,</p> + + <p>And wait my self upon thee. [<i>Treasure brought + in.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. What rich Service!</p> + + <p>What mines of treasure!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> My <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>What do you admire? pray ye turn, and let me talk to + ye.</p> + + <p>Have ye forgot me Sir? how, a new object?</p> + + <p>Am I grown old o'th' sudden, <i>Cæsar</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Tell me</p> + + <p>From whence comes all this wealth?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Is your eye that + way?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page341" + id="page341"></a>[pg 341]</span> + + <p>And all my Beauties banisht?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I'le tell thee + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>We owe for all this wealth to the old + <i>Nilus</i>:</p> + + <p>We need no dropping rain to cheer the + husband-man,</p> + + <p>Nor Merchant that ploughs up the Sea, to seek + us;</p> + + <p>Within the wealthy womb of reverent + <i>Nilus</i>,</p> + + <p>All this is nourish'd: who to do thee honour,</p> + + <p>Comes to discover his seven Deities,</p> + + <p>(His conceal'd heads) unto thee: see with + pleasure.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. The matchless wealth of + this Land!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Come, ye shall hear me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Away: let me imagine.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> How? frown on me?</p> + + <p>The eyes of <i>Cæsar</i> wrapt in storms?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I am sorry:</p> + + <p>But let me think—</p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4><i>Mustek, SONG.</i></h4> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Isis, <i>and three Labourers.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Isis, the Goddess of this + Land,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Bids thee (great Cæsar) + understand</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And mark our Customes, and first + know,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>With greedy eyes these watch the + flow</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Of plenteous Nilus: when he + comes,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>With Songs, with Daunces, Timbrels, + Drums</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>They entertain him, cut his + way,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And give his proud Heads leave to + play:</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>Nilus himself shall rise, and + show</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>His matchless wealth in + Over-flow.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4><i>Labourers SONG.</i></h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Come let us help the reverend + Nile,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>He's very old (alas the while)</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Let us dig him easie wayes,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And prepare a thousand Playes:</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>To delight his streams let's + sing</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>A loud welcom to our Spring.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>This way let his curling Heads</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Fall into our new made + Beds.</i></p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page342" + id="page342"></a>[pg 342]</span> + + <p class="i2"><i>This way let his wanton + spawns,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Frisky and glide it o're the + Lawns.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>This way profit comes, and + gain:</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>How he tumbles here amain!</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>How his waters haste to fall</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Into our Channels! Labour all</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And let him in: Let Nilus + flow,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And perpetuall plenty show.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>With Incense let us bless the + brim,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And as the wanton fishes swim,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Let us Gums, and Garlands + fling,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And loud our Timbrels ring.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Come (old Father) come away,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Our labour is our holy day.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2">Isis. <i>Here comes the aged River + now</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>With Garlands of great Pearl, his + Brow</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Begirt and rounded: In his + Flow</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>All things take life; and all things + grow.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>A thousand wealthy Treasures + still,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>To do him service at his will</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Follow his rising Flood, and + pour</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Perpetuall blessings in our + store.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Hear him: and next there will + advance,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>His sacred Heads to tread a + Dance,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>In honour of my Royal Guest,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Mark them too: and you have a + Feast.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> A little dross betray + me?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I am asham'd I warr'd at + home, (my friends)</p> + + <p>When such wealth may be got abroad: what honour?</p> + + <p>Nay everlasting glory had <i>Rome</i> purchas'd,</p> + + <p>Had she a just cause but to visit <i>Ægypt</i>?</p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4><i>Nilus</i> SONG, <i>and Dance.</i></h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Make room for my rich waters fall, and + bless my Flood,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Nilus comes flowing, to you all + encrease and good.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Now the Plants and Flowers shall + spring,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And the merry Plough-man + sing</i></p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page343" + id="page343"></a>[pg 343]</span> + + <p class="i2"><i>In my bidden waves I bring</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Bread, and wine, and every + thing.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Let the Damsells sing me in:</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Sing aloud that I may rise:</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Your holy Feasts and hours + begin,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And each hand bring a + Sacrifice.</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>Now my wanton Pearls I show</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>That to Ladies fair necks + grow.</i></p> + + <p class="i8"><i>Now my gold</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And treasures that can ne're be + told,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Shall bless this Land, by my rich + Flow,</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>And after this, to crown your + Eyes,</i></p> + + <p class="i4"><i>My hidden holy head arise.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. The wonder of this wealth + so troubles me,</p> + + <p>I am not well: good-night.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> I am glad ye have it:</p> + + <p>Now we shall stir again.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Thou wealth, still haunt + him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> A greedy spirit set thee on: + we are happy.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Lights: lights for + <i>Cæsar</i>, and attendance.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Well,</p> + + <p>I shall yet find a time to tell thee + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>Thou hast wrong'd her Love: the rest here.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Lights along still:</p> + + <p>Musick, and Sacrifice to sleep for <i>Cæsar</i>. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h2><i>Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.</i></h2> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Photinus, Achillas, Achoreus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> I told ye carefully, what + this would prove to,</p> + + <p>What this inestimable wealth and glory</p> + + <p>Would draw upon ye: I advis'd your Majesty</p> + + <p>Never to tempt a Conquering Guest: nor add</p> + + <p>A bait, to catch a mind, bent by his Trade</p> + + <p>To make the whole world his.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I was not heard Sir:</p> + + <p>Or what I said, lost, and contemn'd: I dare say,</p> + + <p>(And freshly now) 'twas a poor weakness in ye,</p> + + <p>A glorious Childishness: I watch'd his + eye,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page344" + id="page344"></a>[pg 344]</span> + + <p>And saw how Faulcon-like it towr'd, and flew</p> + + <p>Upon the wealthy Quarry: how round it mark'd it:</p> + + <p>I observ'd his words, and to what it tended;</p> + + <p>How greedily he ask'd from whence it came,</p> + + <p>And what Commerce we held for such abundance:</p> + + <p>The shew of <i>Nilus</i>, how he laboured at</p> + + <p>To find the secret wayes the Song delivered.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> He never smil'd, I noted, at + the pleasures,</p> + + <p>But fixt his constant eyes upon the treasure;</p> + + <p>I do not think his ears had so much leisure</p> + + <p>After the wealth appear'd, to hear the Musique?</p> + + <p>Most sure he has not slept since, his mind's + troubled</p> + + <p>With objects that would make their own still + labour.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Your Sister he ne're gaz'd + on: that's a main note,</p> + + <p>The prime beauty of the world had no power over + him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> Where was his mind the + whilst?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Where was your + carefulness</p> + + <p>To shew an armed thief the way to rob ye?</p> + + <p>Nay, would you give him this, 'twill excite him</p> + + <p>To seek the rest. Ambition feels no gift,</p> + + <p>Nor knows no bounds, indeed ye have done most + weakly.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Can I be too kind to my + noble friend?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> To be unkind unto your noble + self, but savours</p> + + <p>Of indiscretion, and your friend has found it.</p> + + <p>Had ye been train'd up in the wants and miseries</p> + + <p>A souldier marches through, and known his + temperance</p> + + <p>In offer'd courtesies, you would have made</p> + + <p>A wiser Master of your own, and stronger.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Why, should I give him all, + he would return it:</p> + + <p>'Tis more to him, to make Kings.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Pray be wiser,</p> + + <p>And trust not with your lost wealth, your lov'd + liberty.</p> + + <p>To be a King still at your own discretion</p> + + <p>Is like a King; to be at his, a vassail.</p> + + <p>Now take good counsel, or no more take to ye</p> + + <p>The freedom of a Prince.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> 'Twill be too late + else:</p> + + <p>For, since the Masque, he sent three of his + Captains</p> + + <p>(Ambitious as himself) to view again</p> + + <p>The glory of your + wealth.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page345" + id="page345"></a>[pg 345]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> The next himself comes,</p> + + <p>Not staying for your courtesie, and takes it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> What counsel, my + <i>Achoreus</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> I'le goe pray Sir,</p> + + <p>(For that is best counsel now) the gods may help ye. + [<i>Ex.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I found ye out a way but + 'twas not credited,</p> + + <p>A most secure way: whither will ye flye now?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> For when your wealth is + gone, your power must follow.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> And that diminisht also, + what's your life worth?</p> + + <p>Who would regard it?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> You say true.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> What eye</p> + + <p>Will look upon King <i>Ptolomy</i>? if they do + look,</p> + + <p>It must be in scorn:</p> + + <p>For a poor King is a monster;</p> + + <p>What ear remember ye? 'twill be then a courtesie</p> + + <p>(A noble one) to take your life too from ye:</p> + + <p>But if reserv'd, you stand to fill a victory,</p> + + <p>As who knows Conquerours minds? though outwardly</p> + + <p>They bear fair streams.</p> + + <p>O Sir, does this not shake ye?</p> + + <p>If to be honyed on to these afflictions—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I never will: I was a + Fool.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> For then Sir</p> + + <p>Your Countreys cause falls with ye too, and + fetter'd:</p> + + <p>All <i>Ægypt</i> shall be plough'd up with + dishonour.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> No more: I am sensible: and + now my spirit</p> + + <p>Burns hot within me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Keep it warm and fiery.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> And last be counsel'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> I will, though I perish.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Goe in; we'l tell you all: + and then we'l execute.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + [<i>Exeunt.</i> + </center> + + <h3>SCENA II.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cleopatra, Arsino, Eros. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> You are so impatient.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Have I not cause?</p> + + <p>Women of common Beauties, and low + Births,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page346" + id="page346"></a>[pg 346]</span> + + <p>When they are slighted, are allow'd their + angers,</p> + + <p>Why should not I (a Princess) make him know</p> + + <p>The baseness of his usage?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Yes: 'tis fit:</p> + + <p>But then again you know what man.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> He is no man:</p> + + <p>The shadow of a Greatness hangs upon him,</p> + + <p>And not the vertue: he is no Conquerour,</p> + + <p>H'as suffer'd under the base dross of Nature:</p> + + <p>Poorly delivered up his power to wealth,</p> + + <p>(The god of bed-rid men) taught his eyes treason</p> + + <p>Against the truth of love: he has rais'd + rebellion:</p> + + <p>Defi'd his holy flames.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros.</i> He will fall back again,</p> + + <p>And satisfie your Grace.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Had I been old,</p> + + <p>Or blasted in my bud, he might have shew'd</p> + + <p>Some shadow of dislike: But, to prefer</p> + + <p>The lustre of a little art, <i>Arsino</i>,</p> + + <p>And the poor glow-worm light of some faint + Jewels,</p> + + <p>Before the life of Love, and soul of Beauty,</p> + + <p>Oh how it vexes me! he is no Souldier,</p> + + <p>(All honourable Souldiers are Loves servants)</p> + + <p>He is a Merchant; a meer wandring Merchant,</p> + + <p>Servile to gain: he trades for poor Commodities,</p> + + <p>And makes his Conquests, thefts; some fortunate + Captains</p> + + <p>That quarter with him, and are truly valiant,</p> + + <p>Have flung the name of happy <i>Cæsar</i> on + him,</p> + + <p>Himself ne're won it: he is so base and + covetous,</p> + + <p>He'l sell his sword for gold.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> This is too bitter.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Oh I could curse my self, + that was so foolish,</p> + + <p>So fondly childish to believe his tongue,</p> + + <p>His promising tongue, e're I could catch his + temper,</p> + + <p>I had trash enough to have cloy'd his eyes + withal,</p> + + <p>His covetous eyes; such as I scorn to tread on:</p> + + <p>Richer than e're he saw yet, and more tempting;</p> + + <p>Had I known he had stoop'd at that, I had sav'd mine + honour,</p> + + <p>I had been happy still: but let him take it,</p> + + <p>And let him brag how poorly I am + rewarded:</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page347" + id="page347"></a>[pg 347]</span> + + <p>Let him goe conquer still weak wretched Ladies:</p> + + <p>Love has his angry Quiver too, his deadly,</p> + + <p>And when he finds scorn, armed at the strongest:</p> + + <p>I am a fool to fret thus, for a fool:</p> + + <p>An old blind fool too: I lose my health? I will + not:</p> + + <p>I will not cry: I will not honour him</p> + + <p>With tears diviner than the gods he worships:</p> + + <p>I will not take the pains to curse a poor thing.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. Doe not: you shall not + need.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Would I were prisoner</p> + + <p>To one I hate, that I might anger him,</p> + + <p>I will love any man, to break the heart of him:</p> + + <p>Any, that has the heart and will to kill him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Take some fair truce.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I will goe study + mischief,</p> + + <p>And put a look on, arm'd with all my cunnings,</p> + + <p>Shall meet him like a Basilisque, and strike + him:</p> + + <p>Love, put destroying flames into mine eyes,</p> + + <p>Into my smiles, deceits, that I may torture him,</p> + + <p>That I may make him love to death, and laugh at + him.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Apollodorus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> <i>Cæsar</i> commends his + Service to your Grace.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> His service? what's his + service?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. Pray ye be patient,</p> + + <p>The noble <i>Cæsar</i> loves still.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> What's his will?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> He craves access unto your + Highness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> No:</p> + + <p>Say no: I will have none to trouble me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Good Sister.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> None I say: I will be + private.</p> + + <p>Would thou hadst flung me into <i>Nilus</i>, + keeper,</p> + + <p>When first thou gav'st consent, to bring my body</p> + + <p>To this unthankfull <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> 'Twas your will, Madam,</p> + + <p>Nay more, your charge upon me, as I honoured ye:</p> + + <p>You know what danger I endured.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Take this,</p> + + <p>And carry it to that Lordly <i>Cæsar</i> sent + thee:</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page348" + id="page348"></a>[pg 348]</span> + + <p>There's a new Love, a handsom one, a rich one:</p> + + <p>One that will hug his mind: bid him make love to + it:</p> + + <p>Tell the ambitious Broker, this will + suffer—</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter Cæsar.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ap.</i> He enters.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> How?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> I do not use to wait, + Lady,</p> + + <p>Where I am, all the dores are free, and open.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I ghess so, by your + rudeness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> Ye are not angry?</p> + + <p>Things of your tender mold, should be most + gentle;</p> + + <p>Why do you frown? good gods, what a set-anger</p> + + <p>Have you forc'd into your face! Come, I must temper + ye:</p> + + <p>What a coy smile was there, and a disdainfull!</p> + + <p>How like an ominous flash it broke out from ye!</p> + + <p>Defend me, Love, Sweet, who has anger'd ye?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Shew him a glass; that false + face has betrai'd me:</p> + + <p>That base heart wrought me—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> Be more sweetly angry;</p> + + <p>I wrong'd ye fair?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Away with your foul + flatteries:</p> + + <p>They are too gross: but that I dare be angry,</p> + + <p>And with as great a god as <i>Cæsar</i> is,</p> + + <p>To shew how poorly I respect his memory,</p> + + <p>I would not speak to ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> Pray ye undoe this + riddle,</p> + + <p>And tell me how I have vext ye?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Let me think first</p> + + <p>Whether I may put on a Patience</p> + + <p>That will with honour suffer me: know, I hate + ye,</p> + + <p>Let that begin the story: Now I'le tell ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> But do it milder: In a + noble Lady,</p> + + <p>Softness of spirit, and a sober nature,</p> + + <p>That moves like summer winds, cool, and blows + sweetness;</p> + + <p>Shews blessed like her self.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> And that great + blessedness</p> + + <p>You first reap'd of me: till you taught my + nature</p> + + <p>Like a rude storm to talk aloud, and thunder,</p> + + <p>Sleep was not gentler than my soul, and + stiller;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page349" + id="page349"></a>[pg 349]</span> + + <p>You had the Spring of my affections:</p> + + <p>And my fair fruits I gave you leave to taste of:</p> + + <p>You must expect: the winter of mine anger:</p> + + <p>You flung me off, before the Court disgrac'd me,</p> + + <p>When in the pride I appear'd of all my beauty,</p> + + <p>Appear'd your <i>Mistress</i>; took into your + eyes</p> + + <p>The common-strumpet love of hated lucre,</p> + + <p>Courted with covetous heart, the slave of + nature,</p> + + <p>Gave all your thoughts to gold, that men of + glory,</p> + + <p>And minds adorn'd with noble love, would kick + at:</p> + + <p>Souldiers of royal mark, scorn such base + purchase:</p> + + <p>Beauty and honour are the marks they shoot at;</p> + + <p>I spake to ye then; I courted ye, and woo'd ye:</p> + + <p>Call'd ye dear <i>Cæsar</i>, hung about ye + tenderly:</p> + + <p>Was proud to appear your friend.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar.</i> You have mistaken me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> But neither Eye, nor Favour, + not a Smile</p> + + <p>Was I blessed back with; but shook off rudely,</p> + + <p>And, as ye had been sold to sordid infamy,</p> + + <p>You fell before the Images of treasure,</p> + + <p>And in your soul you worship'd: I stood + slighted,</p> + + <p>Forgotten and contemn'd; my soft embraces,</p> + + <p>And those sweet kisses you call'd Elyzium,</p> + + <p>As letters writ in sand, no more remembred:</p> + + <p>The name and glory of your <i>Cleopatra</i></p> + + <p>Laugh'd at, and made a story to your Captains,</p> + + <p>Shall I endure?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. You are deceiv'd in all + this,</p> + + <p>Upon my life you are, 'tis your much tenderness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> No, no, I love not that way; + you are cozen'd:</p> + + <p>I love with as much ambition as a Conquerour,</p> + + <p>And where I love, will triumph.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. So you shall:</p> + + <p>My heart shall be the Chariot that shall bear + ye,</p> + + <p>All I have won shall wait upon ye: By the gods</p> + + <p>The bravery of this womans mind, has fired me:</p> + + <p>Dear Mistress shall I but this night?—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> How <i>Cæsar</i>?</p> + + <p>Have I let slip a second vanity</p> + + <p>That gives thee + hope?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page350" + id="page350"></a>[pg 350]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. You shall be absolute,</p> + + <p>And Reign alone as Queen: you shall be any + thing.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Make me a maid again, and + then I'le hear thee;</p> + + <p>Examine all thy art of War, to do that;</p> + + <p>And if thou find'st it possible, I'le love thee:</p> + + <p>Till when, farewel, unthankfull.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Stay.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I will not.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I command.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Command, and goe without, + Sir.</p> + + <p>I do command thee be my slave for ever,</p> + + <p>And vex while I laugh at thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Thus low, beauty.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> It is too late; when I have + found thee absolute,</p> + + <p>The man that Fame reports thee, and to me,</p> + + <p>May be I shall think better. Farewel Conquerour. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. She mocks me too: I will + enjoy her Beauty:</p> + + <p>I will not be deni'd; I'le force my longing.</p> + + <p>Love is best pleas'd, when roundly we compel + him,</p> + + <p>And as he is Imperious, so will I be.</p> + + <p>Stay fool, and be advis'd: that dulls the + appetite,</p> + + <p>Takes off the strength and sweetness of delight.</p> + + <p>By Heaven she is a miracle, I must use</p> + + <p>A handsom way to win: how now; what fear</p> + + <p>Dwells in your faces? you look all distracted.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Sceva, Anthony, Dolabella. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sceva</i>. If it be fear, 'tis fear of + your undoing,</p> + + <p>Not of our selves: fear of your poor declining:</p> + + <p>Our lives and deaths are equall benefits,</p> + + <p>And we make louder prayers to dye nobly,</p> + + <p>Than to live high, and wantonly: whilst you are + secure here,</p> + + <p>And offer Hecatombs of lazie kisses</p> + + <p>To the lewd god of love, and cowardize,</p> + + <p>And most lasci[v]iously dye in delights,</p> + + <p>You are begirt with the fierce + <i>Alexandrians</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> The spawn of <i>Egypt</i> + flow about your Palace,</p> + + <p>Arm'd all: and ready to assault.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Led on</p> + + <p>By the false and base <i>Photinus</i> and his + Ministers;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page351" + id="page351"></a>[pg 351]</span> + + <p>No stirring out; no peeping through a loop-hole,</p> + + <p>But straight saluted with an armed Dart.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> No parley: they are deaf to + all but danger,</p> + + <p>They swear they will fley us, and then dry our + Quarters:</p> + + <p>A rasher of a salt lover, is such a + Shooing-horn:</p> + + <p>Can you kiss away this conspiracy, and set us + free?</p> + + <p>Or will the Giant god of love fight for ye?</p> + + <p>Will his fierce war-like bow kill a + Cock-sparrow?</p> + + <p>Bring out the Lady, she can quel this mutiny:</p> + + <p>And with her powerfull looks strike awe into + them:</p> + + <p>She can destroy, and build again the City,</p> + + <p>Your Goddesses have mighty gifts: shew 'em her fair + brests,</p> + + <p>The impregnable Bulworks of proud Love, and let + 'em</p> + + <p>Begin their battery there: she will laugh at + 'em;</p> + + <p>They are not above a hundred thousand, Sir.</p> + + <p>A mist, a mist, that when her Eyes break out,</p> + + <p>Her powerfull radiant eyes, and shake their + flashes,</p> + + <p>Will flye before her heats.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Begirt with Villains?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>S[ce].</i> They come to play you, and + your Love a Huntsup.</p> + + <p>You were told what this same whorson wenching, long + agoe would come to:</p> + + <p>You are taken napping now: has not a Souldier,</p> + + <p>A time to kiss his friend, and a time to + consider,</p> + + <p>But he must lye still digging, like a Pioneer,</p> + + <p>Making of mines, and burying of his honour + there?</p> + + <p>'Twere good you would think—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> And time too, or you will + find else</p> + + <p>A harder task, than Courting a coy Beauty.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Look out and then + believe.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> No, no, hang danger:</p> + + <p>Take me provoking broth, and then goe to her:</p> + + <p>Goe to your Love, and let her feel your valour;</p> + + <p>Charge her whole body, when the sword's in your + throat (Sir,)</p> + + <p>You may cry, <i>Cæsar</i>, and see if that will help + ye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. I'le be my self again, and + meet their furies,</p> + + <p>Meet, and consume their mischiefs: make some shift, + <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>To recover the Fleet, and bring me up two + Legions,</p> + + <p>And you shall see me, how I'le break like + thunder</p> + + <p>Amongst these beds of slimy Eeles, and scatter + 'em.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Now ye speak sense I'le put + my life to the + hazard,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page352" + id="page352"></a>[pg 352]</span> + + <p>Before I goe No more of this warm Lady,</p> + + <p>She will spoil your sword-hand.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. Goe: come, let's to + Counsel</p> + + <p>How to prevent, and then to execute.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA III.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Souldiers. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Did ye see this + Penitence?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> Yes: I saw, and heard + it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sold.</i> And I too: look'd upon + him, and observ'd it,</p> + + <p>He's the strangest <i>Septimus</i> now—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> I heard he was + altered,</p> + + <p>And had given away his Gold to honest uses:</p> + + <p>Cry'd monstrously.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> He cryes abundantly:</p> + + <p>He is blind almost with weeping.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sold.</i> 'Tis most wonderfull</p> + + <p>That a hard hearted man, and an old Souldier</p> + + <p>Should have so much kind moisture: when his Mother + dy'd</p> + + <p>He laugh'd aloud, and made the wickedst + Ballads—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> 'Tis like enough: he never + lov'd his parents;</p> + + <p>Nor can I blame him, for they ne'r lov'd him.</p> + + <p>His Mother dream'd before she was deliver'd</p> + + <p>That she was brought abed with a Buzzard, and ever + after</p> + + <p>She whistl'd him up to th' world: his brave clothes + too</p> + + <p>He has flung away, and goes like one of us now:</p> + + <p>Walks with his hands in's pockets, poor and + sorrowfull,</p> + + <p>And gives the best instructions.—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> And tells stories</p> + + <p>Of honest and good people that were honour'd</p> + + <p>And how they were remembred: and runs mad</p> + + <p>If he but hear of any ungratefull person,</p> + + <p>A bloudy, or betraying man—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sold.</i> If it be possible</p> + + <p>That an Arch-Villain may ever be recovered,</p> + + <p>This penitent Rascal will put hard: 'twere worth our + labour</p> + + <p>To see him once again.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page353" + id="page353"></a>[pg 353]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septimius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> He spares us that + labour,</p> + + <p>For here he comes.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i>—Bless ye my honest + friends,</p> + + <p>Bless ye from base unworthy men; come not near + me,</p> + + <p>For I am yet too taking for your company.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Did I not tell ye?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> What book's that?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> No doubt</p> + + <p>Some excellent Salve for a sore heart: are you</p> + + <p><i>Septimius</i>, that base knave, that betray'd + <i>Pompey</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I was, and am; unless your + honest thoughts</p> + + <p>Will look upon my penitence, and save me,</p> + + <p>I must be ever Villain: O good Souldiers</p> + + <p>You that have <i>Roman</i> hearts, take heed of + falsehood:</p> + + <p>Take heed of blood; take heed of foul + ingratitude.</p> + + <p>The Gods have scarce a mercy for those + mischiefs,</p> + + <p>Take heed of pride, 'twas that that brought me to + it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> This fellow would make a + rare speech at the gallows.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>[3] Sol.</i> 'Tis very fit he were + hang'd to edifie us:</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Let all your thoughts be + humble, and obedient,</p> + + <p>Love your Commanders, honour them that feed ye:</p> + + <p>Pray, that ye may be strong in honesty</p> + + <p>As in the use of arms; Labour, and diligently</p> + + <p>To keep your hearts from ease, and her base + issues,</p> + + <p>Pride, and ambitious wantonness, those spoil'd + me.</p> + + <p>Rather lose all your limbs, than the least + honesty,</p> + + <p>You are never lame indeed, till loss of credit</p> + + <p>Benumb ye through: Scarrs, and those maims of + honour</p> + + <p>Are memorable crutches, that shall bear</p> + + <p>When you are dead, your noble names to Eternity.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> I cry.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> And so do I.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sol.</i> An excellent villain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> A more sweet pious knave I + never heard yet.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> He was happie he was + Rascal, to come to this.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Achoreus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Who's this? a Priest?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> O stay, most holy + Sir!</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page354" + id="page354"></a>[pg 354]</span> + + <p>And by the Gods of <i>Egypt</i>, I conjure ye,</p> + + <p>(<i>Isis</i>, and great <i>Osiris</i>) pity me,</p> + + <p>Pity a loaden man, and tell me truly</p> + + <p>With what most humble Sacrifice I may</p> + + <p>Wash off my sin, and appease the powers that hate + me?</p> + + <p>Take from my heart those thousand thousand + furies,</p> + + <p>That restless gnaw upon my life, and save me.</p> + + <p><i>Orestes</i> bloody hands fell on his Mother,</p> + + <p>Yet, at the holy altar he was pardon'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> <i>Orestes</i> out of madness + did his murther,</p> + + <p>And therefore he found grace: thou (worst of all + men)</p> + + <p>Out of cold blood, and hope of gain, base lucre,</p> + + <p>Slew'st thine own Feeder: come not near the + altar,</p> + + <p>Nor with thy reeking hands pollute the + Sacrifice,</p> + + <p>Thou art markt for shame eternal. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Look all on me,</p> + + <p>And let me be a story left to time</p> + + <p>Of blood and Infamy, how base and ugly</p> + + <p>Ingratitude appears, with all her profits,</p> + + <p>How monstrous my hop'd grace, at Court! good + souldiers</p> + + <p>Let neither flattery, nor the witching sound</p> + + <p>Of high and soft preferment, touch your + goodness:</p> + + <p>To be valiant, old, and honest, O what + blessedness—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Dost thou want any + thing?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Nothing but your prayers.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sol.</i> Be thus, and let the blind + Priest do his worst,</p> + + <p>We have gods as well as they, and they will hear + us.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>3 Sol.</i> Come, cry no more: thou + hast wep't out twenty <i>Pompeys</i>.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Photinus, Achillas. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> So penitent?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> It seems so.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Yet for all this</p> + + <p>We must employ him.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sol.</i> These are the arm'd + Souldier leaders:</p> + + <p>Away: and let's toth' Fort, we shall be snapt else. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> How now? why thus? what cause + of this dejection?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Why dost thou weep?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Pray leave me, you have + ruin'd me,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page355" + id="page355"></a>[pg 355]</span> + + <p>You have made me a famous Villain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Does that touch thee?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> He will be hard to win: he + feels his lewdness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> He must be won, or we shall + want our right hand.</p> + + <p>This fellow dares, and knows, and must be + heartned.</p> + + <p>Art thou so poor to blench at what thou hast + done?</p> + + <p>Is Conscience a comrade for an old Soldier?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> It is not that: it may be + some disgrace</p> + + <p>That he takes heavily; and would be cherish'd,</p> + + <p><i>Septimius</i> ever scorn'd to shew such + weakness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Let me alone; I am not for + your purpose,</p> + + <p>I am now a new man.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> We have new affairs for + thee,</p> + + <p>Those that would raise thy head.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I would 'twere off,</p> + + <p>And in your bellies for the love you bear me.</p> + + <p>I'le be no more Knave: I have stings enough</p> + + <p>Already in my breast.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Thou shalt be noble:</p> + + <p>And who dares think then that thou art not + honest?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Thou shalt command in + Chief, all our strong Forces</p> + + <p>And if thou serv'st an use, must not all justifie + it?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>S[e]p.</i> I am Rogue enough.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Thou wilt be more, and + baser:</p> + + <p>A poor Rogue is all Rogues: open to all shames:</p> + + <p>Nothing to shadow him: dost thou think crying</p> + + <p>Can keep thee from the censure of the Multitude?</p> + + <p>Or to be kneeling at the altar save thee?</p> + + <p>'Tis poor and servile:</p> + + <p>Wert thou thine own Sacrifice</p> + + <p>'Twould seem so low, people would spit the fire + out.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Keep thy self glorious + still, though ne're so stain'd,</p> + + <p>And that will lessen it, if not work it out.</p> + + <p>To goe complaining thus, and thus repenting</p> + + <p>Like a poor Girl that had betrai'd her + maide<sup>n</sup>-head—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I'le stop mine ears.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Will shew so in a + Souldier,</p> + + <p>So simply, and so ridiculously, so tamely—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> If people would believe thee, + 'twere some honesty,</p> + + <p>And for thy penitence would not laugh at + thee</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page356" + id="page356"></a>[pg 356]</span> + + <p>(As sure they will) and beat thee for thy + poverty:</p> + + <p>If they would allow thy foolery, there were some + hope.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> My foolery?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Nay, more than that, thy + misery,</p> + + <p>Thy monstrous misery.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>A[c]hil.</i> He begins to hearken:</p> + + <p>Thy misery so great, men will not bury thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> That this were true!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Why does this conquering + <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>Labour through the worlds deep Seas of toyls and + troubles,</p> + + <p>Dangers, and desperate hopes? to repent + afterwards?</p> + + <p>Why does he slaughter thousands in a Battel,</p> + + <p>And whip his Country with the sword? to cry + for't?</p> + + <p>Thou killd'st great <i>Pompey</i>; he'l kill all his + kindred,</p> + + <p>And justifie it: nay raise up <i>Trophies</i> to + it.</p> + + <p>When thou hear'st him repent, (he's held most holy + too)</p> + + <p>And cry for doing daily bloody murthers,</p> + + <p>Take thou example, and go ask forgiveness,</p> + + <p>Call up the thing thou nam'st thy conscience,</p> + + <p>And let it work: then 'twill seem well + <i>Septimius</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> He does all this.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Yes: and is honour'd for + it;</p> + + <p>Nay call'd the honour'd <i>Cæsar</i>, so maist thou + be:</p> + + <p>Thou wert born as near a Crown as he.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> He was poor.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> And desperate bloody tricks + got him this credit.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I am afraid you will once + more—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Help to raise thee:</p> + + <p>Off with thy pining black, it dulls a Souldier,</p> + + <p>And put on resolution like a man,</p> + + <p>A noble Fate waits on thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> I now feel</p> + + <p>My self returning Rascal speedily.</p> + + <p>O that I had the power—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Thou shalt have all:</p> + + <p>And do all through thy power, men shall admire + thee,</p> + + <p>And the vices of <i>Septimius</i> shall turn + vertues.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Off: off: thou must off: off + my cowardize,</p> + + <p>Puling repentance off.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Now thou speakst + nobly.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page357" + id="page357"></a>[pg 357]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Off my dejected looks: and + welcom impudence:</p> + + <p>My daring shall be Deity, to save me:</p> + + <p>Give me instructions, and put action on me:</p> + + <p>A glorious cause upon my swords point, + Gentlemen,</p> + + <p>And let my wit, and valour work: you will raise + me,</p> + + <p>And make me out-dare all my miseries?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> All this, and all thy + wishes.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> Use me then,</p> + + <p>Womanish fear farewell: I'le never melt more,</p> + + <p>Lead on, to some great thing, to wake my spirit:</p> + + <p>I cut the Cedar <i>Pompey</i>, and I'le fell</p> + + <p>This huge Oak <i>Cæsar</i> too.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Now thou singst sweetly:</p> + + <p>And <i>Ptolomy</i> shall crown thee for thy + service.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> He's well wrought: put him + on apace for cooling.</p> + + <p class="i10">[<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h2><i>Actus Quintus. Scena Prima.</i></h2> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Antony, Dolabella. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> The tumult still + encreases.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. O my fortune!</p> + + <p>My lustfull folly rather! but 'tis well,</p> + + <p>And worthily I am made a bondsmans prey,</p> + + <p>That after all my glorious victories,</p> + + <p>In which I pass'd so many Seas of dangers,</p> + + <p>When all the Elements conspir'd against me,</p> + + <p>Would yield up the dominion of this head</p> + + <p>To any mortal power: so blind and stupid,</p> + + <p>To trust these base <i>Egyptians</i>, that + proclaim'd</p> + + <p>Their perjuries, in noble <i>Pompeys</i> death,</p> + + <p>And yet that could not warn me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Be still <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>Who ever lov'd to exercise his fate,</p> + + <p>Where danger look't most dreadful.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> If you fall,</p> + + <p>Fall not alone: let the King and his Sister</p> + + <p>Be buried in your ruines: on my life</p> + + <p>They both are guilty: reason may assure + you</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page358" + id="page358"></a>[pg 358]</span> + + <p><i>Photinus</i> nor <i>Achillas</i> durst attempt + you,</p> + + <p>Or shake one Dart, or sword, aim'd at your + safety,</p> + + <p>Without their warrant.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. For the young King I know + not</p> + + <p>How he may be misled; but for his Sister</p> + + <p>(Unequall'd <i>Cleopatra</i>) 'twere a kind</p> + + <p>Of blasphemy to doubt her: ugly treason</p> + + <p>Durst never dwell in such a glorious building,</p> + + <p>Nor can so clear and great a spirit, as hers is,</p> + + <p>Admit of falsehood.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Let us seize on him then:</p> + + <p>And leave her to her fortune.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> If he have power</p> + + <p>Use it to your security, and let</p> + + <p>His honesty acquit him: if he be false</p> + + <p>It is too great an honour he should dye</p> + + <p>By your victorious hand.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. He comes: and I</p> + + <p>Shall do as I find cause.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Ptolomy, Achoreus, Apollodorus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Let not great + <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>Impute the breach of hospitality,</p> + + <p>To you (my guest) to me; I am contemn'd,</p> + + <p>And my rebellious subjects lift their hands</p> + + <p>Against my head: and would they aim'd no + farther,</p> + + <p>Provided that I fell a sacrifice</p> + + <p>To gain you safety: that this is not feign'd,</p> + + <p>The boldness of my innocence may confirm you:</p> + + <p>Had I been privy to their bloody plot,</p> + + <p>I now had led them on, and given fair gloss</p> + + <p>To their bad cause, by being present with them:</p> + + <p>But I that yet taste of the punishment,</p> + + <p>In being false to <i>Pompey</i>, will not make</p> + + <p>A second fault to <i>Cæsar</i> uncompel'd</p> + + <p>With such as have not yet shook off obedience,</p> + + <p>I yield my self to you, and will take part</p> + + <p>In all your dangers.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. This pleads your + excuse,</p> + + <p>And I receive + it.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page359" + id="page359"></a>[pg 359]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ach.</i> If they have any touch</p> + + <p>Of justice, or religion, I will use</p> + + <p>The authority of our Gods, to call them back</p> + + <p>From their bad purpose.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Apo.</i> This part of the palace</p> + + <p>Is yet defensible: we may make it good,</p> + + <p>Till your powers rescue us.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæsar</i>. <i>Cæsar</i> besieg'd?</p> + + <p>O stain to my great actions: 'twas my custom,</p> + + <p>An Army routed, as my feet had wings</p> + + <p>To be first in the chase: nor walls, nor + Bulworks</p> + + <p>Could guard those that escap'd the Battels fury</p> + + <p>From this strong Arm; and I to be enclos'd?</p> + + <p>My heart! my heart! but 'tis necessity,</p> + + <p>To which the Gods must yield, and I obey,</p> + + <p>'Till I redeem it by some glorious way. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENA II.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Photinus, Achillas, Septimius, + <i>Souldiers.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> There's no retiring now, we + are broke in:</p> + + <p>The deed past hope of pardon: if we prosper</p> + + <p>'Twill be stil'd lawful!, and we shall give laws</p> + + <p>To those that now command us: stop not at</p> + + <p>Or loyalty, or duty: bold ambition,</p> + + <p>To dare and power to do, gave the first + difference</p> + + <p>Between the King, and subject, <i>Cæsars + Motto</i>,</p> + + <p><i>Aut Cæsar aut Nihil</i>, each of us must + claim,</p> + + <p>And use it as our own.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> The deed is bloody</p> + + <p>If we conclude in <i>Ptolomies</i> death.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> The better,</p> + + <p>The globe of Empire must be so manur'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> <i>Rome</i>, that from + <i>Romulus</i> first took her name,</p> + + <p>Had her walls water'd with a Crimson showr</p> + + <p>Drain'd from a Brothers heart: nor was she + rais'd</p> + + <p>To this prodigious height, that overlooks</p> + + <p>Three full parts of the Earth, that pay her + tribute,</p> + + <p>But by enlarging of her <sup>n</sup>arrow bounds</p> + + <p>By the Sack of Neighbour Cities, not made + hers</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page360" + id="page360"></a>[pg 360]</span> + + <p>Till they were Cemented with the Blood of those</p> + + <p>That did possess 'em: <i>Cæsar, Ptolomy</i>,</p> + + <p>(Now I am steel'd) to me are empty names</p> + + <p>Esteem'd as <i>Pompeys</i> was.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Well said + <i>Septimius</i>,</p> + + <p>Thou now art right again.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> But what course take we</p> + + <p>For the Princess <i>Cleopatra</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Let her live</p> + + <p>Awhile to make us sport: she shall authorize</p> + + <p>Our undertakings to the ignorant people,</p> + + <p>As if what we do were by her command:</p> + + <p>But our <i>triumvirat</i> Government once + confirm'd,</p> + + <p>She bears her Brother company, that's my + Province:</p> + + <p>Leave me to work her.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> I will undertake</p> + + <p>For <i>Ptolomy</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sep.</i> <i>Cæsar</i> shall be my + task,</p> + + <p>And as in <i>Pompey</i> I began a name</p> + + <p>I'le perfect it in <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter (above)</i> Cæsar, Ptolomy, Achoreus, Apollodorus, + Antony, Dolabella. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> 'Tis resolv'd then,</p> + + <p>We'll force our passage.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> See, they do appear</p> + + <p>As they desir'd a Parley.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I am proud yet</p> + + <p>I have brought 'em to capitulate.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> Now, <i>Photinus</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Now, <i>Ptolomy</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ptol.</i> No addition?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> We are equal,</p> + + <p>Though <i>Cæsars</i> name were put into the + scale,</p> + + <p>In which our worth is weigh'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Presumptuous Villain,</p> + + <p>Upon what grounds hast thou presum'd to raise</p> + + <p>Thy servile hand against the King, or me,</p> + + <p>That have a greater name?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> On those, by + which</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page361" + id="page361"></a>[pg 361]</span> + + <p>Thou didst presume to pass the <i>Rubicon</i></p> + + <p>Against the Laws of <i>Rome</i>; and at the name</p> + + <p>Of Traitor smile; as thou didst when + <i>Marcellus</i>,</p> + + <p>The Consul, with the <i>Senates</i> full consent</p> + + <p>Pronounc'd thee for an Enemy to thy Country,</p> + + <p>Yet thou wentst on, and thy rebellious Cause</p> + + <p>Was crown'd with fair success: Why should we fear + then?</p> + + <p>Think on that, <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> O the gods! be brav'd + thus,</p> + + <p>And be compell'd to bear this from a Slave</p> + + <p>That would not brook Great <i>Pompey</i> his + Superiour?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Thy glories now have toucht + the highest point,</p> + + <p>And must descend.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Despair, and think we + stand</p> + + <p>The Champions of <i>Rome</i>, to wreak her + wrongs,</p> + + <p>Upon whose liberty thou hast set thy foot.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> And that the Ghosts of all + those noble <i>Romans</i></p> + + <p>That by thy Sword fell in this Civil War</p> + + <p>Expect revenge.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Dar'st thou speak, and + remember</p> + + <p>There was a <i>Pompey</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> There is no hope to 'scape + us:</p> + + <p>If that against the odds we have upon you</p> + + <p>You dare come forth, and fight, receive the + honour</p> + + <p>To dye like <i>Romans</i>, if ye faint, resolve</p> + + <p>To starve like Wretches; I disdain to change</p> + + <p>Another syllable with you. [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Let us dye nobly;</p> + + <p>And rather fall upon each others Sword</p> + + <p>Than come into these Villains hands.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> That Fortune,</p> + + <p>Which to this hour hath been a Friend to + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>Though for a while she cloath her Brow with + frowns,</p> + + <p>Will smile again upon me: who will pay her,</p> + + <p>Or sacrifice, or Vows, if she forsake</p> + + <p>Her best of works in me? or suffer him,</p> + + <p>Whom with a strong hand she hath led triumphant</p> + + <p>Through the whole western world, and <i>Rome</i> + acknowledg'd</p> + + <p>Her Soveraign Lord, to end in-gloriously</p> + + <p>A life admir'd by all? The threatned + danger</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page362" + id="page362"></a>[pg 362]</span> + + <p>Must by a way more horrid be avoided,</p> + + <p>And I will run the hazard; Fire the Palace,</p> + + <p>And the rich Magazines that neighbour it,</p> + + <p>In which the Wealth of <i>Egypt</i> is + contain'd:</p> + + <p>Start not, it shall be so; that while the people</p> + + <p>Labour in quenching the ensuing flames,</p> + + <p>Like Cæsar, with this handful of my friends</p> + + <p>Through Fire, and Swords I force a passage to</p> + + <p>My conquering Legions. King, if thou dar'd + follow</p> + + <p>Where <i>Cæsar</i> leads, or live or dye a + Free-man;</p> + + <p>If not, stay here a Bond-man to thy Slave,</p> + + <p>And dead, be thought unworthy of a Grave. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENE III.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Septimius. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> I feel my resolution melts + again</p> + + <p>And that I am not Knave alone, but fool,</p> + + <p>In all my purposes. The Devil, <i>Photinus</i>,</p> + + <p>Employs me as a Property, and grown useless</p> + + <p>Will shake me off again; he told me so</p> + + <p>When I kill'd <i>Pompey</i>; nor can I hope + better,</p> + + <p>When <i>Cæsar</i> is dispatch'd; Services done</p> + + <p>For such as only study their own ends,</p> + + <p>Too great to be rewarded, are return'd</p> + + <p>With deadly hate; I learn'd this Principle</p> + + <p>In his own School, yet still he fools me, well;</p> + + <p>And yet he trusts me: Since I in my nature</p> + + <p>Was fashion'd to be false, wherefore should I</p> + + <p>That kill'd my General, and a <i>Roman</i>, one</p> + + <p>To whom I ow'd all nourishments of life,</p> + + <p>Be true to an <i>Egyptian</i>? To save + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>And turn <i>Photinus's</i> plots on his own + head,</p> + + <p>As it is in my power, redeem my credit,</p> + + <p>And live to lye and swear again in fashion,</p> + + <p>Oh, 'twere a master-piece! ha!—me + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>How's he got off?</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page363" + id="page363"></a>[pg 363]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Ptolomy, Antony, Dolabella, Achoreus, + Apollodorus, <i>Souldiers.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> The fire has took,</p> + + <p>And shews the City like a second <i>Troy</i>,</p> + + <p>The Navy too is scorch'd, the people greedy</p> + + <p>To save their Wealth and Houses, whilst their + Souldiers</p> + + <p>Make spoil of all; only <i>Achillas's</i> Troops</p> + + <p>Make good their Guard, break through them, we are + safe;</p> + + <p>I'll lead you like a Thunder-bolt.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Stay, <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Who's this? the Dog, + <i>Septimius</i>?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Cut his throat.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> You bark'd but now, fawn you + so soon?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> O hear me,</p> + + <p>What I'll deliver is for <i>Cæsars</i> safety,</p> + + <p>For all your good.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> Good from a mouth like + thine,</p> + + <p>That never belch'd but blasphemy, and treason on + Festival days!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> I am an altered man, altered + indeed,</p> + + <p>And will give you cause to say I am a + <i>Roman</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> Rogue, I grant thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Trust me, I'll make the + passage smooth, and easie</p> + + <p>For your escape.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> I'll trust the Devil + sooner,</p> + + <p>And make a safer Bargain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> I am trusted</p> + + <p>With all <i>Photinus's</i> secrets.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> There's no doubt then</p> + + <p>Thou wilt be false.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Still to be true to you.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> And very likely.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Be brief, the means?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Thus, <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>To me alone, but bound by terrible oaths</p> + + <p>Not to discover it, he hath reveal'd</p> + + <p>A dismal Vault, whose dreadful mouth does open</p> + + <p>A mile beyond the City: in this Cave</p> + + <p>Lye but two hours conceal'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ant.</i> If you believe + him,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page364" + id="page364"></a>[pg 364]</span> + + <p>He'll bury us alive.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Dol.</i> I'll flye in the Air + first.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Then in the dead of night + I'll bring you back</p> + + <p>Into a private room, where you shall find</p> + + <p><i>Photinus</i>, and <i>Achillas</i>, and the + rest</p> + + <p>Of their Commanders close at Council.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Good, what follows?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Fall me fairly on their + throats,</p> + + <p>Their heads cut off and shorn, the multitude</p> + + <p>Will easily disperse.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> O Devil! away with him;</p> + + <p>Nor true to Friend nor Enemy? <i>Cæsar</i> + scorns</p> + + <p>To find his safety, or revenge his wrongs</p> + + <p>So base a way; or owe the means of life</p> + + <p>To such a leprous Traytor, I have towr'd</p> + + <p>For Victory like a Faulcon in the Clouds,</p> + + <p>Nor dig'd for't like a Mole; our Swords and + Cause</p> + + <p>Make way for us, and that it may appear</p> + + <p>We took a noble Course, and hate base Treason,</p> + + <p>Some Souldiers that would merit <i>Cæsar's</i> + favour,</p> + + <p>Hang him on yonder Turret, and then follow</p> + + <p>The lane this Sword makes for you. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Here's a Belt,</p> + + <p>Though I dye for it I'll use it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> 'Tis too good</p> + + <p>To truss a Cur in.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sept.</i> Save me, here's Gold.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> If <i>Rome</i></p> + + <p>Were offered for thy ransom, it could not help + thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>2 Sold.</i> Hang not an arse.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>1 Sold.</i> Goad him on with thy + Sword;</p> + + <p>Thou dost deserve a worser end, and may</p> + + <p>All such conclude so, that their friends betray. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <h3>SCENE IV.</h3> + + <center> + <i>Enter (severally)</i> Arsino, Eros, Cleopatra. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> We are lost.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. Undone.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Confusion, Fire, and + Swords,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page365" + id="page365"></a>[pg 365]</span> + + <p>And fury in the Souldiers face more horrid</p> + + <p>Circle us round.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. The Kings Command they laugh + at,</p> + + <p>And jeer at <i>Cæsars</i> threats.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> My Brother seiz'd on</p> + + <p>By the <i>Roman</i>, as thought guilty of the + tumult,</p> + + <p>And forc'd to bear him company, as mark'd out</p> + + <p>For his protection or revenge.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. They have broke</p> + + <p>Into my Cabinet; my Trunks are ransack'd.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> I have lost my jewels too: + but that's the least:</p> + + <p>The barbarous Rascals, against all humanity,</p> + + <p>Or sense of pity, have kill'd my little Dog,</p> + + <p>And broke my Monkeys Chain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. They rifled me:</p> + + <p>But that I could endure, would they proceed no + further.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> O my Sister!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. My Queen, my Mistress!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Can you stand unmov'd</p> + + <p>When the Earth-quake of Rebellion shakes the + City,</p> + + <p>And the Court trembles?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Yes, <i>Arsino</i>,</p> + + <p>And with a Masculine Constancy deride</p> + + <p>Fortunes worst malice, as a Servant to</p> + + <p>My Vertues, not a Mistress; then we forsake</p> + + <p>The strong Fort of our selves, when we once + yield,</p> + + <p>Or shrink at her assaults; I am still my self,</p> + + <p>And though disrob'd of Soveraignty, and ravish'd</p> + + <p>Of ceremonious duty, that attends it,</p> + + <p>Nay, grant they had slav'd my Body, my free mind</p> + + <p>Like to the Palm-tree walling fruitful + <i>Nile</i>,</p> + + <p>Shall grow up straighter and enlarge it self</p> + + <p>'Spight of the envious weight that loads it + with:</p> + + <p>Think of thy Birth (<i>Arsino</i>) common + burdens</p> + + <p>Fit common Shoulders; teach the multitude</p> + + <p>By suffering nobly what they fear to touch at;</p> + + <p>The greatness of thy mind does soar a pitch,</p> + + <p>Their dim eyes (darkened by their narrow souls)</p> + + <p>Cannot arrive at.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> I am new + created,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page366" + id="page366"></a>[pg 366]</span> + + <p>And owe this second being to you (best Sister)</p> + + <p>For now I feel you have infus'd into me</p> + + <p>Part of your fortitude.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. I still am fearful;</p> + + <p>I dare not tell a lie; you that were born</p> + + <p>Daughters and Sisters unto Kings, may nourish</p> + + <p>Great thoughts, which I, that am your humble + handmaid</p> + + <p>Must not presume to rival.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Yet (my <i>Eros</i>)</p> + + <p>Though thou hast profited nothing by observing</p> + + <p>The whole course of my life, learn in my death,</p> + + <p>Though not to equal, yet to imitate</p> + + <p>Thy fearless Mistress.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Photinus. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. O, a man in Arms!</p> + + <p>His Weapon drawn too?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Though upon the point</p> + + <p>Death sate, I'll meet it, and outdare the + danger.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Keep the Watch strong, and + guard the passage sure</p> + + <p>That leads unto the Sea.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> What Sea of rudeness</p> + + <p>Breaks in upon us? or what Subjects Breath</p> + + <p>Dare raise a storm, when we command a calm?</p> + + <p>Are Duty and Obedience fled to Heaven?</p> + + <p>And in their room ambition and pride</p> + + <p>Sent into <i>Egypt</i>? That Face speaks thee, + <i>Photinus</i>,</p> + + <p>A thing thy Mother brought into the World;</p> + + <p>My Brother's and my Slave: but thy behaviour,</p> + + <p>Oppos'd to that, an insolent intruder</p> + + <p>Upon that Soveraignty thou shouldst bow to.</p> + + <p>If in the Gulph of base ingratitude,</p> + + <p>All loyalty to <i>Ptolomy</i> the King</p> + + <p>Be swallowed up, remember who I am,</p> + + <p>Whose Daughter and whose Sister; or suppose</p> + + <p>That is forgot too; let the name of <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>Which Nations quake at, stop the desperate + madness</p> + + <p>From running headlong on to thy Confusion.</p> + + <p>Throw from thee quickly those rebellious Arms,</p> + + <p>And let me read submission in thine + Eyes;</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page367" + id="page367"></a>[pg 367]</span> + + <p>Thy wrongs to us we will not only pardon,</p> + + <p>But be a ready advocate to plead for thee</p> + + <p>To <i>Cæsar</i>, and my Brother.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Plead my Pardon?</p> + + <p>To you I bow, but scorn as much to stoop thus</p> + + <p>To <i>Ptolomy</i> or <i>Cæsar</i>, Nay, the + gods,</p> + + <p>As to put off the figure of a man,</p> + + <p>And change my Essence with a sensual Beast;</p> + + <p>All my designs, my counsels, and dark ends</p> + + <p>Were aim'd to purchase you.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> How durst thou, being</p> + + <p>The scorn of baseness, nourish such a thought?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> They that have power are + royal; and those base</p> + + <p>That live at the devotion of another.</p> + + <p>What birth gave <i>Ptolomy</i>, or fortune + <i>Cæsar</i>,</p> + + <p>By Engines fashion'd in this <i>Protean</i> + Anvil</p> + + <p>I have made mine; and only stoop at you,</p> + + <p>Whom I would still preserve free to command me;</p> + + <p>For <i>Cæsar's</i> frowns, they are below my + thoughts,</p> + + <p>And but in these fair Eyes I still have read</p> + + <p>The story of a supream Monarchy,</p> + + <p>To which all hearts with mine gladly pay + tribute,</p> + + <p><i>Photinus's</i> Name had long since been as + great</p> + + <p>As <i>Ptolomies</i> e'r was, or <i>Cæsars</i> + is,</p> + + <p>This made me as a weaker tye to unloose</p> + + <p>The knot of Loyalty, that chain'd my freedom,</p> + + <p>And slight the fear that <i>Cæsars</i> threats might + cause,</p> + + <p>That I and they might see no Sun appear</p> + + <p>But <i>Cleopatra</i> in the <i>Egyptian</i> + Sphear.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> O Giant-like Ambition! + marryed to</p> + + <p><i>Cymmerian</i> darkness! inconsiderate Fool,</p> + + <p>(Though flatter'd with self-love) could'st thou + believe,</p> + + <p>Were all Crowns on the Earth made into one,</p> + + <p>And that (by Kings) set on thy head; all + Scepters,</p> + + <p>Within thy grasp, and laid down at my feet,</p> + + <p>I would vouchsafe a kiss to a no-man?</p> + + <p>A guelded Eunuch?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> Fairest, that makes for + me,</p> + + <p>And shews it is no sensual appetite,</p> + + <p>But true love to the greatness of thy + Spirit,</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page368" + id="page368"></a>[pg 368]</span> + + <p>That when that you are mine shall yield me + pleasures,</p> + + <p><i>Hymen</i>, though blessing a new married Pair</p> + + <p>Shall blush to think on, and our certain issue,</p> + + <p>The glorious splendor of dread Majesty,</p> + + <p>Whose beams shall dazel <i>Rome</i>, and aw the + world,</p> + + <p>My wants in that kind others shall supply,</p> + + <p>And I give way to it.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Baser than thy Birth;</p> + + <p>Can there be gods, and hear this, and no thunder</p> + + <p>Ram thee into the Earth?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> They are asleep,</p> + + <p>And cannot hear thee;</p> + + <p>Or with open Eyes,</p> + + <p>Did <i>Jove</i> look on us, I would laugh and + swear</p> + + <p>That his artillery is cloy'd by me:</p> + + <p>Or if that they have power to hurt, his Bolts</p> + + <p>Are in my hand.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Most impious!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> They are dreams,</p> + + <p>Religious Fools shake at: yet to assure thee,</p> + + <p>If <i>Nemesis</i>, that scourges pride and + scorn,</p> + + <p>Be any thing but a name, she lives in me;</p> + + <p>For by my self (an oath to me more dreadful</p> + + <p>Than <i>Stix</i> is to your gods) weak + <i>Ptolomy</i> dead,</p> + + <p>And <i>Cæsar</i> (both being in my toil) + remov'd,</p> + + <p>The poorest Rascals that are in my Camp</p> + + <p>Shall in my presence quench their lustful heat</p> + + <p>In thee, and young <i>Arsino</i>, while I laugh</p> + + <p>To hear you howl in vain:</p> + + <p>I deride those gods,</p> + + <p>That you think can protect you.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> To prevent thee,</p> + + <p>In that I am the Mistress of my Fate;</p> + + <p>So hope I of my sister to confirm it.</p> + + <p>I spit at thee, and scorn thee.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I will tame</p> + + <p>That haughty courage, and make thee stoop too.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Never,</p> + + <p>I was born to command, and will dye so.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page369" + id="page369"></a>[pg 369]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Achillas, <i>and Souldiers, with the Body + of</i> Ptolomy. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> The King dead? this is a fair + entrance to</p> + + <p>Our future happiness.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> Oh my dear Brother!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Weep not, <i>Arsino</i>, + common women do so,</p> + + <p>Nor lose a tear for him, it cannot help him;</p> + + <p>But study to dye nobly.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> <i>Cæsar</i> fled!</p> + + <p>'Tis deadly aconite to my cold heart,</p> + + <p>It choaks my vital Spirits: where was your care?</p> + + <p>Did the Guards sleep?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> He rowz'd them with his + Sword;</p> + + <p>We talk of <i>Mars</i>, but I am sure his + Courage</p> + + <p>Admits of no comparison but it self,</p> + + <p>And (as inspir'd by him) his following friends</p> + + <p>With such a confidence as young Eagles prey</p> + + <p>Under the large wing of their fiercer Dam,</p> + + <p>Brake through our Troops and scatter'd them, he went + on</p> + + <p>But still pursu'd by us, when on the sudden,</p> + + <p>He turn'd his head, and from his Eyes flew + terrour;</p> + + <p>Which strook in us no less fear and amazement,</p> + + <p>Than if we had encounter'd with the lightning</p> + + <p>Hurl'd from <i>Jove's</i> cloudy Brow.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> 'Twas like my + <i>Cæsar</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> We faln back, he made on, + and as our fear</p> + + <p>Had parted from us with his dreadful looks,</p> + + <p>Again we follow'd; but got near the Sea;</p> + + <p>On which his Navy anchor'd; in one hand</p> + + <p>Holding a Scroll he had above the waves,</p> + + <p>And in the other grasping fast his Sword,</p> + + <p>As it had been a Trident forg'd by <i>Vulcan</i></p> + + <p>To calm the raging Ocean, he made away</p> + + <p>As if he had been <i>Neptune</i>, his friends + like</p> + + <p>So many <i>Tritons</i> follow'd, their bold + shouts</p> + + <p>Yielding a chearful musick; we showr'd darts</p> + + <p>Upon them, but in vain, they reach'd their ships</p> + + <p>And in their safety we are sunk; for + <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>Prepares for War.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> How fell the + King?</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page370" + id="page370"></a>[pg 370]</span> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Achil.</i> Unable</p> + + <p>To follow <i>Cæsar</i>, he was trod to death</p> + + <p>By the Pursuers, and with him the Priest</p> + + <p>Of <i>Isis</i>, good <i>Achoreus</i>.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> May the Earth</p> + + <p>Lye gently on their ashes.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> I feel now,</p> + + <p>That there are powers above us; and that 'tis + not</p> + + <p>Within the searching policies of man</p> + + <p>To alter their decrees.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> I laugh at thee;</p> + + <p>Where are thy threats now, Fool, thy scoffs and + scorns</p> + + <p>Against the gods? I see calamity</p> + + <p>Is the best Mistress of Religion,</p> + + <p>And can convert an Atheist. [<i>Shout + within.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Pho.</i> O they come,</p> + + <p>Mountains fall on me! O for him to dye</p> + + <p>That plac'd his Heaven on Earth, is an assurance</p> + + <p>Of his descent to Hell; where shall I hide me?</p> + + <p>The greatest daring to a man dishonest,</p> + + <p>Is but a Bastard Courage, ever fainting. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Sceva, Antony, Dolabella. + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> Look on your <i>Cæsar</i>; + banish fear, my fairest,</p> + + <p>You now are safe.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> By <i>Venus</i>, not a + kiss</p> + + <p>Till our work be done; the Traitors once + dispatch'd</p> + + <p>To it, and we'll cry aim.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> I will be speedy. + [<i>Exeunt.</i></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> Farewel again, + <i>Arsino</i>; how now, <i>Eros</i>?</p> + + <p>Ever faint-hearted?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Eros</i>. But that I am assur'd,</p> + + <p>Your Excellency can command the General,</p> + + <p>I fear the Souldiers, for they look as if</p> + + <p>They would be nibling too.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cleo.</i> He is all honour,</p> + + <p>Nor do I now repent me of my favours,</p> + + <p>Nor can I think that Nature e'r made a Woman</p> + + <p>That in her prime deserv'd him.</p> + </div> + </div><span class="pagenum"><a name="page371" + id="page371"></a>[pg 371]</span> + + <center> + <i>Enter</i> Cæsar, Sceva, Antonie, Dolabella, + <i>Souldiers, with the Heads.</i> + </center> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Ars.</i> He's come back,</p> + + <p>Pursue no further; curb the Souldiers fury.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> See (beauteous Mistris) their + accursed heads</p> + + <p>That did conspire against us.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Sce.</i> Furies plague 'em,</p> + + <p>They had too fair an end to dye like Souldiers,</p> + + <p><i>Pompey</i> fell by the Sword, the Cross or + Halter</p> + + <p>Should have dispatch'd them.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2"><i>Cæs.</i> All is but death, good + <i>Sceva</i>,</p> + + <p>Be therefore satisfied: and now my dearest,</p> + + <p>Look upon <i>Cæsar</i>, as he still appear'd</p> + + <p>A Conquerour, and this unfortunate King</p> + + <p>Entomb'd with honour, we'll to <i>Rome</i>, where + <i>Cæsar</i></p> + + <p>Will shew he can give Kingdoms; for the Senate,</p> + + <p>(Thy Brother dead) shall willingly decree</p> + + <p>The Crown of <i>Egypt</i> (that was his) to thee. + [<i>Exeunt omnes.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <h2>Prologue.</h2> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>New Titles warrant not a Play for new,</i></p> + + <p><i>The Subject being old; and 'tis as true,</i></p> + + <p><i>Fresh and neat matter may with ease be + fram'd</i></p> + + <p><i>Out of their Stories, that have oft been + nam'd</i></p> + + <p><i>With glory on the Stage; what borrows he</i></p> + + <p><i>From him that wrote old</i> Priam's + <i>Tragedy,</i></p> + + <p><i>That writes his love to</i> Hecuba? <i>Sure to + tell</i></p> + + <p><i>Of</i> Cæsars <i>amorous heats, and how he + fell</i></p> + + <p><i>In the Capitol, can never be the same</i></p> + + <p><i>To the Judicious; Nor will such blame</i></p> + + <p><i>Those who pen'd this, for Barrenness when they + find</i></p> + + <p><i>Young</i> Cleopatra <i>here, and her great + Mind</i></p> + + <p><i>Expressed to the height, with us a Maid, and + free,</i></p> + + <p><i>And how he rated her + Virginitie.</i></p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page372" + id="page372"></a>[pg 372]</span> + + <p><i>We treat not of what boldness she did + dye,</i></p> + + <p><i>Nor of her fatal Love to</i> Antony.</p> + + <p><i>What we present and offer to your view,</i></p> + + <p><i>Upon their faiths the Stage yet never + knew.</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>Let Reason then first to your Wills + give laws,</i></p> + + <p class="i2"><i>And after judge of them and of their + cause.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <h2>Epilogue.</h2> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>I Now should wish another had my place,</i></p> + + <p><i>But that I hope to come off, and with + Grace;</i></p> + + <p><i>And but express some sign that you are + pleas'd,</i></p> + + <p><i>We of our doubts, they of their fears are + eas'd.</i></p> + + <p><i>I would beg further (Gentlemen) and much + say</i></p> + + <p><i>In favour of our selves, them, and the + Play;</i></p> + + <p><i>Did I not rest assured, the most I see</i></p> + + <p><i>Hate Impudence, and cherish Modestie.</i></p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page373" + id="page373"></a></span> + + <h2>APPENDIX.</h2> + + <p>p. <a href="#page300">300</a>, ll. 5-39. Not in 1st + folio.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page301">301</a>, l. 3. 2nd folio] Achil. Love + the K. l. 30. frequent in this. l. 31. to safe.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page302">302</a>, l. 13. and give.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page303">303</a>, l. 10. 2nd folio <i>here and + frequently prints</i>] Septinius.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page304">304</a>, ll. 3 and 4. o' these ... + foole us; l. 7. 2nd folio <i>misprints</i>] Aeh.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page305">305</a>. l. 7. Till they. l. 24. 2nd + folio <i>misprints</i>] and.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page309">309</a>, l. 30. <i>A missing bracket + has been added before</i> Photinus.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page310">310</a>, l. 4. Prerogatives. l. 31. + 2nd folio <i>misprints</i>] Potolmy. l. 40. hand of.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page313">313</a>, l. 29. a Prisoner.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page316">316</a>, l. 2. of thy. l. 11. + <i>Omits</i> in. l. 14. sought him.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page318">318</a>, l. 16. <i>A comma has been + added at the end of the line.</i></p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page320">320</a>, l. 20. tell you. l. 24. + <i>Adds the following line</i>] I gave you no comission to + performe it: l. 31. with ye. l. 32. Hangers.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page321">321</a>, l. 23. told ye. l. 30. ye + are.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page322">322</a>, l. 33. my anger.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page323">323</a>, l. 2. 2nd folio] + Lordships.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page324">324</a>, l. 32. <i>Adds the following + line</i>] The rule of ill, I'le trust before the dore.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page325">325</a>, l. 1. I sat. l. 17. + Affrinius. l. 23. past now. l. 29. comes still.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page326">326</a>, l. 9. <i>Omits</i> rich. l. + 32. <i>Omits</i> that.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page327">327</a>, l. 3. Pray.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page328">328</a>, l. 1. I know. l. 6. on a.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page329">329</a>, l. 14. first would.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page330">330</a>, l. 34. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] Apollodrous.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page331">331</a>, l. 28. loades us.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page332">332</a>, l. 11. this rare. l. 20. + cradled.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page333">333</a>, l. 27. halfe an houre.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page334">334</a>, l. 13. Devills are light.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page336">336</a>, l. 1. 2nd folio] villaines. + l. 10. my God. l. 12. Rude valorus. l. 28. 2nd folio] + shall.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page337">337</a>, l. 1. blood. l. 7. stuffes. + l. 8. Leaper. l. 26. <i>Omits</i> To.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page338">338</a>, l. 18. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] Sep. l. 23. the charities. l. 31. The + infectious.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page340">340</a>, l. 20. readiest. l. 30. + <i>Adds after</i> treasure?] richer still?</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page341">341</a>, l. 11. <i>Omits</i> me.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page343">343</a>, l. 1. hidden.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page344">344</a>, l. 13. they would. l. 31. + Pray thee be.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page346">346</a>, l. 23. Lovers.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page347">347</a>, l. 9. Dye not.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page348">348</a>, l. 39. to my.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page349">349</a>, l. 18. backe; but.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page350">350</a>, l. 34. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] lasciciously.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page351">351</a>, l. 20. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] Sec.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page353">353</a>, l. 20. 2nd folio] 2 Sol. l. + 27. loose all.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page355">355</a>, l. 23. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] Sep. l. 35. 2nd folio <i>misprints</i>] + maidend-head.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page356">356</a>, l. 6. 2nd folio + <i>misprints</i>] Achil. l. 16. hearest.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page357">357</a>, l. 10. to weale my. l. 22. + bondmans.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page359">359</a>, l. 21. A will. l. 31. manur. + l. 37. 2nd folio] marrow. l. 38. Cities, were made.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page360">360</a>, l. 14. 2nd folio] Brother, + company that's. l. 28. them.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page362">362</a>, l. 9. darst. l. 17. This + Devill. l. 23. rewarded, or return'd. l. 29. I owe.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page363">363</a>, l. 6. while. l. 7. Achillas + troops. l. 17. a moneth. l. 27. Photinus secrets.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page365">365</a>, ll. 15 and 16.</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i10">They rufled me:</p> + + <p>But that I could endure, and tire 'em too,</p> + + <p>Would they proceed no further.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <p>l. 20. When an.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page367">367</a>, l. 6. To Ptolomy, to Cæsar. + l. 23. Photinus name. l. 29. th' Egyptian.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page368">368</a>, l. 37. make it. l. 39. and I + will.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page369">369</a>, l. 6. Nor loose. l. 16. you + Eagletss. l. 18. 'em.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page370">370</a>, l. 37. <i>Omits</i> that.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page371">371</a>, l. 5. <i>Omits</i> Cæs. l. + 15. for Rome. l. 20. The Prologue. l. 32. Those that + penn'd.</p> + + <p>p. <a href="#page372">372</a>, l. 7. 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