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You will be quiet men, we may
Brought under their command; who, grown unSome lodgings in our garrets or out-houses :
useful, Your great looks cannot carry it.
Are less esteemed than beasts.—This you have Cimb. The truth is,
practised, We've been bold with your wives, toyed with your Practised on us with rigour; this hath forced us daughters
To shake our heavy yokes off; and, if redress Leost. O my prophetic soul?
Of these just grievances be not granted us, Grac. Rifled your chests,
We'll right ourselves, and by strong hand defend Been busy with your wardrobes.
What we are now possessed of. Timag. Can we endure this !
Grac. And not leave Leost. O! my Cleora?
One house unfired. Grac. A caudle for the gentleman!
Cimb. Or throat uncut of those
We have in our power,
Timag. () the gods !
Unheard of insolence ? Timol. Hold ! you wear men's shapes,
Timol. What are your
demands? And if, like men, you've reason, shew a cause Pis. A general pardon, first, for all offences That leads you to this desperate course, which Committed in your absence : Liberty must end
To all such as desire to make return In your destruction.
Into their countries; and to those that stay, Grac. That, as please the fates;
A competence of land freely allotted But we vouchsafe.Speak, captain,
To each man's proper use; no lord acknowledged; Timag. Hell and furies !
Lastly, with your consent, to chụse them wives Arch. Bayed by our own curs !
Out of your families. Cimb. Take heed you be not worried.
Timag. Let the city sink first. Pol. We are sharp set.
Leost. And ruin seize on all, ere we subscribe Cimb. And sudden.
To such conditions. Pis. Briefly thus then,
Arch. Carthage, though victorious,
Could not have forced more from us.
Shall wear a mural wreath.
(Exeunt. Their servants almost equal with their sons, Pis. Each to his place. [Flourish and arms. Or one degree beneath them; when their labours Or death or victory.—Charge them home, and Were cherished and rewarded, and a period
fear not, Set to their sufferings; when they did not press Their duties or their wills beyond the power
Enter TIMOLEON, ARCHIDAMUS, and Senators. And strength of their performance; all things Timol. We wrong ourselves, and we are justly ordered
punished, With such decorum, as wise law-makers, To deal with bondmen, as if we encountered From each well-governed private house, derived An equal enemy. The perfect model of a commonwealth.
Arch. They fight like devils ; Humanity then lodged in the hearts of men, And run upon our swords, as if their breasts And thankful masters carefully provided Were proof beyond their armour, For creatures wanting reason. The noble horse,
Enter LEOSTHENES and TIMAGORAS. That in his fiery youth from his wide nostrils Neighed courage to his rider, and broke through Timag. Make a firm stand. Groves of opposed pikes, bearing his lord The slaves, not satisfied they've beat us off, Safe to triumphant victory, old or wounded, Prepare to sally forth, Was set at liberty, and freed from service. Timol. They are wild beasts, The Athenian mules, that from the quarry drew And to be tamed by policy.- Each man take Marble, hewed for the temples of the gods, A tough whip in his hand, such as you used The great work ended, were dismissed, and fed To punish them with as masters : In your looks At the public cost; nay, faithful dogs have found Carry severity and awe; 'twill frighten them Their sepulchres; but man, to man more cruel, More than your weapons : Savage lions fly from Appoints no end to the sufferings of his slave; The sight of fire; and these that have forgot Since pride stepped in and riot, and overturned That duty you ne'er taught them with your swords, This goodly frame of concord, teaching masters When, unexpected, they behold those terrors To glory in the abuse of such as are
Advanced aloft, that they were made to shake at, 'Twill force them to remember what they are, Drinking the bitter water of afflictions, And stoop to due obedience.
Made loathsome too by our continued fears,
Comfort's a stranger to us. Enter CIMBRIO, GRACCULO, ond other Slaves. Leost. Fears? Your sufferings, Arch. Here they come.
For which I am so overgone with grief, Cimb. Leave not a man alive: A wound is but I dare not ask, without compassionate tears, a fea-biting,
The villain's name, that robbed thee of thy hoTo what we suffered being slaves.
nour; Grac. O, my heart!
For being trained up in chastity's cold school, Cimbrio, what do we see the whip! our masters! And taught by such a mistress as Cleora, Timag. Dare you rebel, slaves!
'Twere impious in me to think Timandra [Senators shake their whips, and they throw Fell with her own consent.
awuy their weapons, and run off. Timan. How mean you? Fell, sir ! Cimb. Mercy! mercy! where
I understand you not. Shall we hide us from their fury !
Leost. I would thou did'st not, Grac. Fly! they follow.
Or that I could not read upon thy face, Oh! we shall be tormented.
In blushing characters, the story of Timol. Enter with them,
Libidinous rape.--Confess it, for you stand not But yet forbear to kill them. Still remember Accountable for a sin, against whose strength They are part of your wealth; and being disarmed, Your overmatched innocence could make no reThere is no danger.
sitance, Arch. Let us first deliver
Under which odds I know Cleora fell too, Such as they have in fetters, and at leisure Heaven's help in vain invoked !-the amazed sun, Determine of their punishinent.
Hiding his face behind a mask of clouds, Leost. Friend, to you
Not daring to look on it.-In her sufferings I leave the disposition of what's mine :
All sorrow's comprehended.—What Timandra, I cannot think I am safe without your sister. Or the city, has endured, her loss considered, She's only worth my thought: and till I see Deserves not to be named. What she has suffered I am on the rack,
T'iman. Pray you, do not bring, sir, And furies my tormentors.
[Exeunt. In the chimeras of your jealous fears,
New monsters to affright us.
Leost. O Timandra,
That I had faith enough but to believe thee! Enter PISANDER and TIMANDRA.
I should receive it with a joy beyond Pis. I know I am pursued; nor would I fly, Assurance of Elysian shades hereafter, Although the ports were open, and a convoy Or all the blessings in this life a mother Ready to bring me off—The baseness of Could wish her children crowned with.-But I These villains, from the pride of all my hopes, Has thrown me to the bottomless abyss Credit impossibilities; yet I strive Of horror and despair. Had they stood firm, To find out that, whose knowledge is a curse, I could have bought Cleora's free consent And ignorance a blessing.–Come, discover With the safety of her father's life and brother's; What kind of look he had that forced thy lady, And forced Leosthenes to quit his claim, (Thy ravisher I will enquire at leisure) And kneel a suitor to me.
That when hereafter I behold a stranger T'iman. You must not think
But near him in aspect, I may conclude What inight have been, but what must now be (Though men and angels should proclaim him hopractised,
nest) And suddenly resolve.
Ile is a hell-bred villain, Pis. All my poor fortunes
Timan. You are unworthy Are at the stake, and I must run the hazard. To know she is preserved, preserved untainted. Unseen, convey me to Cleora's chamber; Sorrow (but ill bestowed) hath only made For, in her sight, if it were possible,
A rape upon her comforts in your absence. I would be apprehended.--Do not enquire
[Erit, and returns with Cleora. The reason why, but help me.
Come forth, dcar inadam. Timan. Make haste-One knocks.
[Kneels. [Erit Pisander. Timan. Nay, she deserves
The bending of your heart, that to content you, Enter LEOSTIIENES.
Has kept a vow, the breach of which a vestal Jove turn all to the best !-You are welcome, sir. Though the infringing it had called upon her Leost. Thou girest it in a licavy tone.
A living funeral) must of force have shrunk at, Timan. Alas! sir,
No danger could compel her to dispense with We have so long ted on the bread of sorrow, ller cruel penance; though hot lust came arıncd
To seize upon her; when one look or accent My utmost fortunes to him, but if noble,
In thankful duty study how to serve him :
Or, if of higher rank, erect hiin altars,
And noble temperance, the queen of virtues, Each minute of delay's an age of torment : Bridling rebellious passions (to whose sway 0! speak, Timandra!
Such as have conquered nations have lived slaves) Timan. Free her from the oath;
Did ever wing great minds to fly to heaven; Herself can best deliver it. [Takes off the scarf. He, that preserved mine honour, may hope boldlys Least. O blest office !
To fill a seat among the gods, and shake off Never did galley-slave shake off his chains, Our frail corruption. Or look on his redemption from the oar,
Leost. Forward. With such true feeling of delight as now
Cleora. Or if ever
To their celestial natures--I believe
Leost. You do describe a wonder.
derstand With music more harmonious than the spheres He was a lover. Yield in their heavenly motions : And, if ever Leost. Not yours, lady? A true submission for a crime acknowledged Cleora. Yes; May find a gracious hearing, teach your tongue, Loved me, Leosthenes; nay more, so doted, In the first sweet articulate sounds it utters, (It'e'er affections scorning gross desires To sign my wished-for pardon.
May without wrong be styled so) that he durst not Cleora. I forgive you.
With an immodest syllable or look, Leost. How greedily I receive this! Stay, best In fear it might take from me, whom he made lady,
The object of his better part, discover And let me by degrees ascend the height
I was the saint he sued to. Of human happiness! All at once delivered, Leost. A rare temper! The torrent of my joys will overwhelm me;- Cleora. I cannot speak it to the worth : All praise So, now a little inore; and pray excuse me, I can bestow upon it, will appear If, like a wanton epicure, I desire
Envious detraction. Not to rack you further, The pleasant taste these cares of comfort yield | Yet make the miracle full; though, of all men, me,
He hated you, Leosthenes, as his rival; Should not too soon be swallowed. Have you not So high yet prized he my content, that, knowing (By your unspotted truth I do conjure you You were a man I favoured, he disdained not To answer truly) suffered in your honour, Against himself to serve you. (By force, I mean, for in your will I free you) Leost. You conceal still Since I left Syracusa?
To owner of these excellencies. Cleora. I restore
Cleora. 'Tis Marullo, This kiss, (so help me, goodness !) which I bor- My father's bondman. rowed
Leost. Ha, ha, ha! When I last saw you.
Cleora. Why do you laugh? Leost. Miracle of virtue!
Leost. To hear the labouring mountain of your One pause more, I beseech you -I am like
Cleora. The man deserves not
What was his duty merit?
As high in my esteem, as all the honours Which to requite at full, though in this hand Descended from your ancestors, or the glory, I grasped all scepters the world's empire bows to, which you may call your own, got in this action, Would leave me a poor bankrupt.--Name him, In which, I must confess, you have done nobly, lady;
And, I would add, as I desired ;-but that If of a nucan estate, I'll gladly part with I fear 'twould make you proud.
Leost. Why, lady, can you
They are all under guard; their fangs pared off: Be won to give allowance that your slave The wounds their insolence gave you, to be cured Should dare to love you?
With the balm of your revenge. Cleora. The iminortal gods
Asot. And shall I be Accept the meanest altars that are raised The thing I was born, my
lord? By pure devotion; and sometimes prefer
Timag. The same wise thingAn ounce of frankincense, honey or milk, 'Slight, what a beast they have made thee ! Before whole hecatombs, or Sabæan gums,
Africk never Offered in ostentation.--Are
sick (Aside. Produced the like. Of your old disease? I'll fit you.
Asot. I think so.- -Nor the land Leost. You seem moved.
Where apes and monkeys grow, like crabs and Cleora. Zealous, I grant, in the defence of walnuts virtue.
On the same tree. Not all the catalogue Why, good Leosthenes, though I endured Of conjurers or wise women, bound together, A penance for your sake above example, Could have so soon transformed me, as my rascal I have not so far sold myself, I take it,
Did with his whip; Not in outside only,
But in my own belief, I thought myself
Asot. And would have given one leg, with all
After three lives, or one and twenty years, Cleora. I vouchsafe it;
Though I had died on crutches. Yet, I must tell you 'tis a favour that
Cleon. Never varlets Marullo, when I was his, not mine own,
So triumphed o'er an old fat man I was famished. Durst not presume to ask : No; when the city Timag. Indeed you are fallen away. Bowed humbly to licentious rapes and lust, Asot. Three years of feeding And when I was, of men and gods forsaken, On cullises and jelly, though his cooks Delivered to his power, he did not press me
Lard all eats with marrow, or his doctors To grace him with one look or syllable,
Pour in his mouth restoratives as he sleeps, Or urged the dispensation of an oath,
Will not recover him. Made for your satisfaction—The
wretch Timag. How now, friend? Having related only his own sufferings,
Looks our Cleora lovely? And kissed my hand, which I could not deny him, Enter Leosthenes, and Dipuilus, with a Defending me from others, never since Solicited my favours.
guard. Leost. Pray you end ;
Leost. In my thoughts, sir. The story does not please me.
Timag. But why this guard?
Diph. It is Timoleon's pleasure;
Their riot took beginning from your house;
Your slave Marullo.
Timag. They may search boldly.
Timan. You are urimannered grooms Leost. What a bridge
To pry into my lady's private lodgings; Of glass I walk upon, over a river
There's no Marullos there. Of certain ruin! Mine own weighty fears
Enter DiPHILUS with PISANDER. Cracking what should support me :-And those helps,
Timag. Now I suspect too; Which confidence yields to others, are from me Where found
him ? Ravished by doubts and wilful jealousy. (Exit. Diph. Close hid in your sister's chamber. SCENE IV.
Timag. Is that the villain's sanctuary?
Leost. This confirms Enter TiMAGORAS, Cleon, AsotuS, CORISCA, All she delivered, false. and OLYMPIA.
Timag. But that I scorn Cleon. But are you sure we're safe?
To rust my sword in thy slavish blood, Timag. You nced not fear :
Thou now wert dead,
Pis. He's more a slave than fortune
Pis. Curs snap at lions in the toil, whose looks
Timag. As a wild beast,
Pis. O divine Cleora !
Pis. Yes, and love her:
Tímag. Stop his mouth :
[Erit guard with Pisand. Cleon. I am deadly sick
To look on him.
Asot. If he get loose, I know it,
Timan. This goes to my lady. [Aside.
Leost. He is not worth my thoughts. No cor-
His love is unrewarded. I confess,
Both have deserved me; yet of force I must be Enter ARCHIdamus and CLEORA.
Unjust to one—such is my destiny. Arch. Thou art thine own disposer. Were his honours
Enter TIMANDRA. And glories centupled, (as I must confess, How now? whence flow these tears? Leosthenes is most worthy) yet I will not,
Timan. I have met, madam, However I may counsel, force affection.
An object of such cruelty, as would force Cleora. It needs not, sir; I prize him to his A savage to compassion. worth,
Cleora. Speak! What is it? Nay, love him truly; yet would not live slaved Timan. Men pity beasts of rapine, if overTo his jealous humours : since, by the hopes of matched, heaven,
Though baited for their pleasure : but these monAs I am free from violence, in a thought
sters, I am not guilty.
Upon a man that can make no resistance, Arch. 'Tis believed, Cleora;
Are senseless in their tyranny. Let it be granted, And much the rather (our great gods be praised Marullo is a slave; he is still a man; for it),
A capital offender; yet in justice In that I find, beyond my hopes, no sign Not to be tortured, till the judge pronounce Of riot in my house, but all things ordered His punishment. As if I had been present.
Cleora. Where is he? Cleora. May that move you
Timan. Dragged to prison To pity poor Marullo.
With more than barbarous violence; spurned and Arch." Tis my purpose
spit on To do him all the good I can, Cleora :
By the insulting officers, his hands But this offence, being against the state, Pinioned behind his back; loaden with fetters; Must have a public trial. In the mean time, Yet, with a saint-like patience, he still offers Be careful of yourself, and stand engaged His face to their rude buffets. No further to Leosthenes, than you may
Cleora. O my grieved soul ! Come off with honour : for, being once his wife, By whose command? You are no more your own, nor mine, but must Timan. It seems, my lord your brother, Resolve to serve and suffer his commands, For he is a looker on : and it takes from And not dispute them; ere it be too late, Honoured Leosthenes to suffer it, Consider it duly. I must to the senate. For his respects to you, whose name in vain
[Erit Arch. The grieved wretch loudly calls on. Cleora. I am much distracted; in Leosthenes Cleora. By Diana, I can find nothing justly to accuse,
'Tis base in both, and to their teeth I will tell But this excess of love, which I have studied
them To cure with more than common means; yet still That I am wronged in it. It grows upon him. And, if I may call
Timan. What will you do? [As going forth. His sufferings merit, I stand bound to think on
Cleora. In person Marullo's dangers; though I save his life, Visit and coinfort him.