Sidor som bilder


Should the strong serve the weak, the fair de

formed ones? Enter Pisander and Poliphron, bringing forth Or such as know the cause of things, pay tribute a Table.

To ignorant fools? All's but the outward gloss Pis. Twill take, I warrant thee.

And politic form that does distinguish us. Pol. You may do our pleasure;

Cimbrio, thou art a strong man; if, in place But, in my judginent, better to make use of Of carrying burthens, thou hadst been trained up The present opportunity.

In martial discipline, thou might'st have proved Pis. No more.

A general, fit to lead and fight for Sicily, Pol. I'm silenced.

As fortunate as Timoleon. Pis. More wine; pry'thee drink hard, friend, Cim. A little fighting And when we're hot, whatever I propound, Will serve a general's turn.

Pis. Thou, Gracculo, Enter Cimbrio, GRAcculo, and other Slaves. Hast fluency of language, quick conceit; Second with vehemency.—Men of your words, all And, I think, covered with a senator's robe, welcome!

Formally set on the bench, thou wouldst appear Slaves use no ceremony; sit down, here's a health. As brave a senatorPol . Let it run round, till every man his class or money to buy a place; and if I did not

Grac. Would I had lands, . . Pis. The better,

Sleep on the bench with the drowsiest of 'em, Strong, lusty wine. Drink deep; this juice will play with my chain, make us

Look on my watch when my guts chim'd twelve, As free as our lords.

and wear Grac. But, if they find we taste it,

A state beard, with my barber's help; rank with We are all damned to the quarry during life,

them Without hope of redemption.

In their most choice peculiar gifts; degrade me, Pis. Pish! for that

And put me to drink water again, which (now We'll talk anon: Another rouze, we lose time; I've tasted wine) were poison.

[Drinks. Pis. 'Tis spoke nobly, When our low blood's wound up a little higher, And like a gown-man:--None of these, I think too, I'll offer my design :-nay, we are cold yet, But would prove good burghers. These glasses contain nothing ;--do me right, Gruc. Hum ! the fools are modest:

[Takes the bottle. I know their insides. Here's an ill-faced fellow As e'er you hope for liberty. "Î'is done bravely : (But that will not be seen in a dark shop), How do you feel yourselves now?

If he did not in a month learn to out-swear, Cim. I begin

In the selling of his wares, the cunningest tradesTo have strange conundrums in my head. Grac. And I

In Syracusa, I've no skill.-Herc's another, To loath base water. I would be hanged in peace Observe but what a cozening look he has; now,

(Hold up thy head, man) if for drawing gallants For one month of such holidays.

Into mortgages for commodities, cheating heirs

With your new counterfeit gold thread, and And yet defy the whip, if you are men,

gummed velvets, Or dare believe you've souls.

He does not transcend all that went before him, Our lords are no gods?

Call in his patcnt. Pass the rest; they'll all make Grac. They are devils to us, I am sure. Suthicient Beccos, and with their brow-antlers, Pis. But subject to

Bear up the cap of maintenance. Cold, hunger, and discases.

Pis. Is't not pity, then, Grac. In abundance :

Men of such eminent virtues should be slaves? Your lord, that feels no ach in his chine at twenty, Cim. Our fortune! Forfeits his privilege; how should their chirur- Pis. 'Tis your folly. Daring men geons build else,

Command, and make their fates.--Say, at this inOr ride on their foot-clothes?

stant, Pis. Equal Nature fashioned us

I marked you out a way to liberty; All in one mould: The bear serves not the bear, Possessed you of those blessings our proud lords Nor the wolf the wolf; 'twas odds of strength in So long have surfeited in; and, what is sweetest

, tyrants,

Arm you with power, by strong hand to avenge That plucked the first link from the golden chain, Your stripes, your unregarded toil, the pride, With which that thing of things bound in the The insolence, of such as tread upon world.

Your patient sufferings; fill your famished mouths Why then, since we are taught, by their examples. With the fat and plenty of the land ; redeem you To love our liberty, if not command,

From the dark vale of servitude, and seat you


Pis. An age,


Upon a hill of happiness: What would


do Pis. Old men, and such as can make no resistTo purchase this, and more?

ance, Grac. Do any thing:

Are only left at home. To burn a church or two, and dance by the light Grac. And the proud young fool, of it,

My master-If this take, I'll hamper him. Were but a May-game.

Pis. Their arsenal, their treasure's in our power, Pol. I have a father living;

If we hav hearts to seize them. If our lords fall But, if the cutting of his throat could work this, In the present action, the whole country's ours. He should excuse me.

Say they return victorious, we have means Cim. I would cut mine own,

To keep the town against them; at the worst Rather than miss it, so I might but have To make our own conditions. Now, if you

dare A taste of it ere I die.

Fall on their daughters and their wives, break up Pis. Be resolute men,

Their iron chests, banquet on their rich beds, You shall run no such hazard; nor groan under And carve yourselves of all delights and pleasures The burthen of such crying sins.

You have been barred from, with one voice cry ('im. The means ? Grac. I feel a woman's longing.

Liberty, liberty ! Pol. Do not torment us

All. Liberty, liberty! With expectation.

Pis. Go then, and take possession : Use all Pis. Thus then: Our proud masters,

freedom; And all the able freemen of the city

But shed no blood.—So, this is well begun; Are gone unto the wars

But not to be commended till it be done. Pol. Observe but that.

[Ereunt all, crying liberty.

with me,



Some half a dozen turns, and, having offered

To her absent saint a sacrifice of sighs,
Pisander, and TIMANDRA.

She points back to her prison.
Pis. Why, think you that I plot against my Pis. Guide her hither,

And make her understand the slaves revolt; Fear nothing; you are safe : These thickskinned And with your utmost eloquence enlarge slaves,

Their insolence and rapes done in the city. I use as instruments to serve my ends,

Forget not, too, I am their chief, and tell her Pierce not my deep designs ; nor shall they dare You strongly think my extreme dotage on her, To lift an arın against you.

As I am Marullo, caused this sudden uproar Timan. With your will:

To make way to enjoy her.
But turbulent spirits, raised beyond themselves, Timan. Punctually
With ease are not so soon laid: They oft prove I will discharge my part.

[Erit Timandra. Dangerous to him that called them up. Pis. 'Tis true,

Enter POLIPHROX. In what is rashly undertook. Long since

Pol. O, sir, I sought you : I have considered seriously their natures, You have missed the sport. Hell, I think, is broke Proceeded with mature advice, and know

loose, I hold their will and faculties in more awe There's such variety of all disorders, Than I can do my own. Now, for their licence, As leaping, shouting, drinking, dancing, whoring, And riot in the city, I can make

Among the slaves; answered with crying, howA just defence and use : It may appear, too,

ling, A politic prevention of such ills

By the citizens and their wives; such a confusion As might with greater violence and danger (In a word, not to tire you), as I think Hereafter be attempted; though some smart for it The like was never read of. It matters not :-However, I am resolved ;

Pis. I share in And sleep you with security. Holds Cleora The pleasure though I'm absent. This is some Constant to her rash vow?


my disgrace. Timan. Beyond belief;

Pol. But, sir, I fear,
To me that see her hourly, it seems a fable. If your authority restrain them not,
By signs I guess at her commands, and serve They'll fire the city, or kill one another,

They are so apt to outrage; neither know I
With silence; such her pleasure is made known Whether you wish it, and came therefore to
By holding her fair hand thus. She cats little, Acquaint you with so inuch.
sleeps less, as I imagine : Once a-day

Pis. I will among them;
I tead her to this gallery, where she walks But must not long be absent.


Pol. At your pleasure. [Excunt. Not fortune, but affection, marks your slave:

(Cleora shakes. SCENE II.

Shake not, best lady! for, believe it, you are

As far from danger as I am from force : CLEORA, TIMANDRA, a chair, a shout within.

All violence I'll offer, tends no farther T'iman. They're at our gates, my heart! af- Than to relate my sufferings, which I dare not frights iind horrors

Presume to do, till by some gracious sign
Increase each vinute : No way left to save us, You shew you're pleased to hear me.
No flattering hope to comfort us, or means

Timan. If you are,
By iniracle to redeem us from base lust

Hold forth your right-hand. And lawless rapiine ? are there gods, yet suffer

[Cleora holds forth her right-hand. Such innocent sweetness to be made the spoil Pisan. So, 'tis done; and I Of brutish appetite? Or, since they decree With my glad lips seal humbly on your foot, To ruin Nature's masterpiece (of which

My souls thanks for the favour: I forbear They bave not left one pattern), must they chuse, To tell you who I am, what wealth, what honours To set their tyranny off, slaves to pollute I made exchange of, to become your servant: The spring of chastity, and poison it

And, though I knew worthy Leosthenes With their most loathed embraces? And of those (For sure he must be worthy, for whose love He that should offer up his life to guard it? You have endured so much) to be my rival; Marullo, cursed Marullo, your own bondman, When rage and jealousy counselled me to kill him, Purchased to serve you, and fed by your favours. (Which then I could have done with much more

sČleora starts.

ease, Nay, start not : it is he; he, the grand captain Than now, in fear to grieve you, I dare speak it) Of these libidinous beasts, that have not left Love, seconded with duty, boldly told me, One cruel act undone, that barbarous conquest The man I hated, fair Cleora favoured : Yet ever practised in a captive city.

And that was his protection.

[Cleora bours. He, doating on your beauty, and to have fellows Timan. See, she bows In his foul sin, hath raised these mutinous slaves, Her head, in sign of thankfulness. Who have begun the game by violent rapes, Pisan. He removed, Upon the wives and daughters of their lords : By the occasion of the war (my fires increasing And he, to quench the fire of his base lust,

By being closed and stopt up), frantic affection By force comes to enjoy you :-Do not wring Prompted me to do something in his absence,

(Cleora wrings her hands. That might deliver you into my power, Your innocent hands, 'tis bootless; use the means Which you see is effected; and even now, That may preserve you. 'Tis no crime to break

When my rebellious passions chide my dulness, A vow when you are forced to it; shew your face, And tell me how much I abuse my fortunes ; And with the majesty of commanding beauty Now it is in my power to bear you hence, Strike dead his loose affections. If that fail,

(Cleora starts. Give liberty to your tongue, and use entreaties; Or take my wishes here, (nay, fear not, madam, There cannot be a breast of flesh and blood, True love's a servant, brutish lust a tyrant, Or heart so made of Aint, but must receive I dare not touch thuse viands that ne'er taste well, Impression from your words; or eyes so stern, Bnt when they're freely offered): Only thus much, But from the clear reflection of your tears, Be pleased I may speak in my own dear cause. Must melt, and bear them company: will you not And think it worthy your consideration Do these good offices to yourself? Poor I, then, I have loved truly (cannot say deserved; Can only weep your fortune !-Here he comes. Since duty must not take the name of merit),

That I so far prize your content, before Enter PISANDER, speaking at the door.

All blessings that my hope can fashion to me, Pis. He that advances

That willingly I entertain despair, A foot beyond this, comes upon my sword.

And for your sake embrace it. For I know, You have had your ways, disturb not mine.

This opportunity lost, by no endeavour Timan. Speak gently,

The like can be recovered. To conclude, Her fears may kill her else.

Forget not that I lose myself to save you. Pis. Now Love inspire me !

For what can I expect but death and torture, Still shall this canopy of envious night

The war being ended? And (what is a task Obscure my suns of comfort? And those dainties, Would trouble Hercules to undertake), Of purest white and red, which I take in at

I do deny you to myself, to give you My greedy eyes, denied my famished senses ?

A pure unspotted present to my rival. The organis of your hearing are yet open; I've said : If it distaste not, best of virgins, And you infringe no vow, though you vouchsafe


my temperance with some lawful favour, To give them warrant to convey unto

Though you contemn my person. Your understanding parts, the story of

[Cleora kneels, then pulls off her glove, A tortured and despairing lover whom

and offers her hand to Pisander,


Timan. See, she kneels,

Weighed down by your fair merits; and, when And seems to call upon the gods to pay

she views you, The debt she owe your virtue: To perform Like a triumphant conqueror, carried through which

The streets of Syracusa, the glad people As a sure pledge of friendship, she vouchsafes you Pressing to meet you, and the senators Her right-hand.

Contending who shall heap most honours on you; Pis. I am paid for all my sufferings.

The oxen, crowned with garlands, led before you, Now, when you please, pass to your private cham- Appointed for the sacrifice; and the altars ber,

Sinoaking with thankful incense to the gods ; My love and duty, faithful guards, shall keep you The soldiers chaunting loud hymns to your praise;

[Makes a low courtesy as she goes off: The windows filled with matrons and with virgins, From all disturbance; and when you are sated Throwing upon your head, as you pass by, With thinking of Leosthenes, as a fee

The choicest flowers, and silently invoking Due to my service, spare one sigh for me. The queen of love, with their particular vows,

[Ereunt. To be thought worthy of you; can Cleora,

(Though in the glass of self-love, she behold SCENE III.

Her best deserts) but with all joys acknowledgc,

What she endured was but a noble trial Enter LEOSTHENES and TIMAGORAS. You made of her affection ? and her anger, Timog. I am so far from envy, I am proud Rising from your too amorous fears, soon drenched You have outstripped me in the race of honour. In Lethe, and forgotten. Oh! 'twas a glorious day, and bravely won ! Leost. If those glories Your bold performance gave such lustre to You so set forth, were mine, they might plead for Timoleon's wise directions, as the army Rests doubtful, to whom they stand most engaged But I can lay no claim to the least honour For their so great success.

Which you with foul injustice ravish from her. Leost. The gods first honoured,

Iler beauty in me wrought a miracle, The glory be the general's; 'tis far from me Taught me to aim at things beyond my power, To be his rival.

Which her perfections purchased, and gave to me Tinag. You abuse your fortune,

From her free bounties; she inspired me with To entertain her choice and gracious favours That valour which I dare not call mine own; With a contracted brow; plumed victory And, from the fair reflection of her mind, Is truly painted with a cheerful look,

My soul received the sparkling beams of courage. Equally distant from proud insolence,

She, from the magazine of her proper goodness, And base dejection.

Stocked me with virtuous purposes; sent me forth Leost. O Timagoras !

To trade for honour : and, she being the owner You only are acquainted with the cause, Of the bark of my adventures, I must yield her That loads my sad heart with a hill of lead; A just account of all, as befits a factor : Whose ponderous weight, neither my new-got ho- And, howsoever others think me happy, nour,

And cry aloud, I have made a prosperous voyage, Assisted by the general applause

One frown of her dislike at my return, The soldiers crown it with, nor all war's glories, (Which, as a punishment for my fault, I look for) Can lessen or remove: and, would you please, Strikes dead all comfort. With lit consideration, to remember,

Timug. Tush! these fears are needless ; How inuch I wronged Cleora's innocence She cannot, must not, shall not be so cruel. With my rash doubts; and what a grievous pen- A free confession of a fault wins pardon, ance

But, being seconded by desert, commands it. She did impose upon her tender sweetness, The general is your own, and sure my father To pluck away the vulture jealousy,

Repents his harshness : for myself, I am That fed upon my liver, you cannot blame ine, Ever your creature; one day shall be happy but call it a fit justice on myself,

In your triumph and your marriage. Though I resolve to be a stranger to

Leost. May it prove so, The thought of mirth or pleasure.

With her consent and pardon. Tinag. You have redeemed

Timag. Ever touching The forteit of your fault with such a ransom On that harsh string? she is your own, and you Of honourable action, as my sister

Without disturbance seize on what's your due. Must of necessity confess her sufferings

[Ereunt. VOL. I.



red on


They gladly will allow of, or hold out

To the last man.

Pis. I'll instantly among them :
Pis. She has her health, then?

If we prove constant to ourselves, good fortune Timan. Yes, sir, and, as often

Will not, I hope, forsake us. As I speak of you, lends attentive ear

Pol. 'Tis our best refuge.

[Ereunt. To all that I deliver; nor seems tired, Though I dwell long on the relation of

Your sufferings for her, heaping praise on praise

your unequalled temperance, and command Enter TIMOLEON, ARCHIDAMUS, DIPHILUS, LEYou hold o'er your affections.

OSTHENES, TIMAGORAS, and others. Pis. To my wish :

Timol. Thus far we are returned victorious; Have you acquainted her with the defeat

crowned Of the Carthaginians, and with what honours With wreaths triumphant, (famine, blood and Leosthenes comes crowned home?

death Timan. With all care.

Banished your peaceful confines) and bring home Pis. And ow does she receive it?

Security and peace. 'Tis therefore fit Timan. As I guess,

That such as boldly stood the shock of war, With a seeming kind of joy: but yet appears not And with the dear expence of sweat and blood Transported, or proud of his happy fortune. Have purchased honour, should with pleasure reap But when I tell her of the certain ruin

The harvest of their toil; and we stand bound You must encounter with at their arrival Out of the first file of the best deservers, In Syracusa, and that death with torments (Though all must be considered to their merits) Must fall upon you, which you yet repent not, To think of you, Leosthenes, that stand, Esteeming it a glorious martyrdom,

And worthily, most dear in our esteem,
And a reward of pure unspotted love,


heroic valour, Preserved in the white robe of innocence,

Arch. When I look on
Though she were in your power; and, still spur- (The labour of so many men and ages)

This well-built city, not long since designed
By insolent lust, you rather chose to suffer To spoil and rapine, by the favour of
The fruit untasted, for whose glad possession The gods, and you their ministers, preserved,
You have called on the fury of your lord, I cannot, in my height of joy, but offer
Than that she should be grieved or tainted in These tears for a glad sacrifice.
Her reputation

Diph. Sleep the citizens ? Pis. Doth it work compunction?

Or are they overwhelmed with the excess Pities she my misfortune?

Of comfort that flows to them?
Timan. She expressed

Leost. We receive
All signs of sorrow, which, her vow observed, A silent entertainment.
Could witness a grieved heart. At the first Timag. I have long since

Expected that the virgins and the matrons,
She fell upon her face, rent her fair hair, The old men striving with their age, the priests,
Her hands held up to heaven, and invented sighs, Carrying the images of their gods before them,
In which she silently seemed to complain Should have met us with procession. Ha! the gates
Of heaven's injustice.

Are shut against us!
Pis. 'Tis enough. Wait carefully,

Arch. And upon the walls
And, upon all watched occasions, continue Armed men seem to defy us !
Speech and discourse of me: 'Tis time must work

Enter above PISANDER, POLIPHRON, CIMBRIO, Timan. I'll not be wanting; but still strive to

GRACCULO, 8c. serve you.

[Erit TIMAND. Diph. I should know

These faces. They are our slaves.

Timag. The mystery, rascals ?
Pis. Now, Poliphron, the news?

Open the ports, and play not with an anger Pol. The conquering army

That will consume you. Is within ken.

Timol. This is above wonder! Pis. How brook the slaves the object ?

Arch. Our bondmen stand against us? Pol. Cheerfully yet; they do refuse no labour, Grac. Some such things And seem to scoff at danger: 'Tis your presence We were in man's remeinbrance. The slaves are That must confirm them; with a full consent

turned You're chosen to relate the tyranny

Lords of the town, or so.-Nay, be not angry: Of our proud masters; and what you subscribe to Perhaps, on good terms, giving security

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