That your imperious lords, that never fail'd With my rash doubts; and what a grievous pe-
To punish with severity petty slips
In your neglect of labour, may be won

She did impose upon her tender sweetness, To pardon those licentious outrages

To pluck away the vulture jealousy, Which noble enemies forbear to practise That fed upon my liver, you cannot blame me, Upon the conquer'd? What have you omitted, But call it a fit justice on myself, That

may call on their just revenge with horror, Though I resolve to be a stranger to And studied cruelty? We have gone too far l'he thought of mirth or pleasure. To think now of retiring; in our courage,

Timag. You have redeemed And daring, lies our safety: If you are not

The forfeit of your fault with such a ransom Slaves in your abject minds, as in your fortunes, Of honourable action, as my sister Since to die is the worst, better expose

Must of necessity confess her sufferings Our naked breasts to their keen swords, and sell Weighed down by your fair merits; and, when Our lives with the most advantage, than to trust

she views you, In a forestall’d remission, or yield up

Like a triumphant conqueror, carried through Our bodies to the furnace of their fury,

The streets of Syracusa, the glad people Thrice heated with revenge.

Pressing to meet you, and the senators Grac. You led us on.

Contending who shall heap most honours on you ; Cimb. And 'tis but justice you should bring us The oxen, crowned with garlands, led before you, off.

Appointed for the sacrifice; and the altars Grac, And we expect it.

Smoaking with thankful incence to the gods; Pisan. Hear then, and obey me;

The soldiers chaunting loud hymns to your praise; And I will either save you, or fall with you :

The windows filled with matrons and with virgins, Man the walls strongly; and make good the ports; Throwing upon your head, as you pass by, Boldly deny their entrance, and rip up

The choicest flowers, and silently invoking Your grievances, and what compelld you to The queen of love, with their particular vows, This desperate course: If they disdain to hear To be thought worthy of you; can Cleora, Of composition, we have in our powers

(Though in the glass of self-love she behold Their aged fathers, children, and their wives, Her best deserts) but with all joy acknowledge, Who, to preserve themselves, must willingly What she endured was but a noble trial Make intercession for us. 'Tis not time now You made of her affection and her anger, To talk, but do: a glorious end, or freedom, Rising from your too amorous cares, soon drenched Is now proposed us; stand resolved for either, In Lethe, and forgotten. And, like good fellows, live or die together. Leost. If those glories

[Excunt. You so set forth, were mine, they might plead for SCENE IV.The Camp of Timoleon. But I can lay no claim to the least honour

Which you with foul injustice ravish from her. Enter LEOSTHENES and TIMAGORAS,

Her beauty in me wrought a miracle, Timag. I am so far from envy, I am proud Taught me to aim at things beyond my power, You have outstripped me in the race of honour. Which her perfections purchased, and gave to me Oh! 'twas a glorious day, and bravely won ! From her free bounties; she inspired me with Your bold performance gave such lustre to

That valour which I dare not call mine own; Timoleon's wise directions, as the army

And, from the fair reflection of her mind, Rests doubtful, to whom they stand most engaged My soul received the sparkling beams of courage For their so great success.

She, from the magazine of her proper goodness, Leost. The gods first honoured,

Stocked me with virtuous purposes; sent me forth The glory be the general's; 'tis far from me To trade for honour : and, she being the owner To be his rival.

Of the bark of my adventures, I must yield her Timag. You abuse your fortune,

A just account of all, as fits a factor : To entertain her choice and gracious favours And, howsoever others think me happy, With a contracted brow; plumed victory And cry aloud, I have made a prosperous voyage, Is truly painted with a cheerful look,

One frown of her dislike at my return, Equally distant from proud inso

(Which, as a punishment for my fault, I look for) And base dejection.

Strikes dead all comfort. Leost. O Timagoras!

Timug. Tush! these fears are needless; You only are acquainted with the cause,

She cannot, m ist not, shall not be so cruel. That loads my sad heart with a hill of lead; A free confession of a fault wins pardon, Whose ponderous weight, neither my new-got But, being seconded by desert, commands it. honour,

The general is your own, and sure my father Assisted by the general applause

Repents his harshness: for myself, I am
The soldier crowns it with, nor all war's glories, Ever your creature; one day shall be happy
Can lessen or remove: and, would you please, In your triumph and your marriage.
With fit consideration, to remember,

Leost. May it prove so,
How much I wronged Cleora's innocence With her consent and pardon.


Timag. Ever touching

Without disturbance seize on what's your due. On that harsh string? she is your own, and you




Pol. Cheerfully yet; they do refuse no labour, SCENE I.--Syracuse. A Room in ARCHIDA- And seem to scoff at danger: 'Tis your presence MUS's House.

That must confirm them; with a full consent

You're chosen to relate the tyranny

Of our proud masters; and what you subscribe to Pis. She has her health, then?

They gladly will allow of, or hold out Timan. Yes, sir; and, as often

To the last man. As I speak of you, lends attentive ear

Pis. I'll instantly among them: To all that I deliver; nor seems tired,

If we prove constant to ourselves, good fortune Though I dwell long on the relation of

Will not, I hope, forsake us. Your sufferings for her, heaping praise on praise Pol. 'Tis our best refuge.

(Exeunt. On your unequalled temperance, and command You hold o'er your affections.

SCENE II.- Before the Walls of Syracuse. Pis. To my wish:

Enter TIMOLEON, ARCHIDAMUS, DIPHILUS, Have you acquainted her with the defeature Of the Carthaginians, and with what honours

LEOSTHENES, TIMAGORAS, and others. Leosthenes comes crowned home with ?.

Timol. Thus far we are returned victorious ; Timan. With all care.

crowned Pis. And how does she receive it?

With wreaths triumphant, (famine, blood, and Timan. As I guess,

death, With a seeming kind of joy; but yet appears not Banished your peaceful

confines) and bring home Transported, or proud of his happy fortune. Security and peace. 'Tis therefore fit But when I tell her of the certain ruin

That such as boldly stood the shock of war, You must encounter with at their arrival

And with the dear expence of sweat and blood In Syracusa, and that death with torments Have purchased honour, should with pleasure reap, Must fall upon you, which you yet repent not,

The harvest of their toil; and we stand bound Esteeming it a glorious martyrdom,

Out of the first file of the best deservers, And a reward of pure unspotted love,

(Though all must be considered to their merits) Preserved in the white robe of innocence, To think of you, Leosthenes, that stand, Though she were in your power; and, still spur- And worthily, most dear in our esteem, red on

For your heroic valour. By insolent lust, you rather chose to suffer Arch. When I look on The fruit untasted, for whose glad possession

The labour of so many men and ages,
You have called on the fury of your lord,

This well-built city, not long since designed
Than that she should be grieved or tainted in To spoil and rapine, by the favour of
Her reputation

The gods, and you their ministers, preserved, Pis. Doth it work compunction?

I cannot, in my height of joy, but offer Pities she my misfortune?

These tears for a glad sacrifice.
Timan. She expressed

Diph. Sleep the citizens ?
All signs of sorrow, which, her vow observed, Or are they overwhelmed with the excess
Could witness a grieved heart. At the first Of comfort that flows to them?

Leost. We receive
She fell upon her face, rent her fair hair, A silent entertainment.
Her hands held up to heaven, and vented sighs, Timag. I long since
In which she silently seemed to complain Expected that the virgins and the matrons,
Of heaven's injustice.

The old men striving with their age, the priests, Pis. 'Tis enough. Wait carefully,

Carrying the images of their gods before them, And, on all watched occasions, continue Should have met us with procession. Ha! the . Speech and discourse of me: 'Tis time must work

gates her.

Are shut against us ! Timan. I'll not be wanting; but still strive to Arch. And


the walls serve you.

[Exit TIMAND. Armed men seem to defy us ! Enter POLIPHRON.


Pis. Now, Poliphron, the news ?
Pol. The conquering army

Diph. I should know
Is within ken.

These faces. They are our slaves. Pis. How brook the slaves the object?

Timag. The mystery, rascals?

Open the ports, and play, not with an anger At the public cost; nay, faithful dogs have found That will consume you.

Their sepulchres ; but man, to man more cruel, Timol. This is above wonder!

Appoints no end to the sufferings of his slave; Arch. Our bondmen stand against us? Since pride stepped in and riot, and o’erturned Grac. Some such things

This goodly frame of concord, teaching masters We were in man's remembrance. The slaves are To glory in the abuse of such as are turned

Brought under their command; who, grown unLords of the town, or so-nay, be not angry:

useful, Perhaps, upon good terms, giving security Are less esteemed than beasts. This you have You will be quiet men, we may allow you

practised, Some lodgings in our garrets or out-houses: Practised on us with rigour; this hath forced us Your great looks cannot carry it.

To shake our heavy yokes off; and, if redress Cimb. The truth is,

Of these just grievances be not granted us, We've been bold with your wives, toyed with We'll right ourselves, and by strong hand defend your daughters

What we are now possessed of. Leost. O my prophetic soul !

Grac. And not leave
Grac. Rifled


One house unfired.
Been busy with your wardrobes.

Cimb. Or throat uncut of those Timag. Can we endure this?

We have in our power. Leost. 01 my Cleora !

Pol. Nor will we fall alone ; Grac. A caüdle for the gentleman !

You shall buy us dearly.
He'll die of the pip else.

Timag. O the gods!
Timag. Scorned too! Are you turned stone ? Unheard of insolence !
Hold parley with our bondmen? Force our en- Timol. What are your demands?

Pis. A general pardon, first, for all offences Then, villains, expect-to'

Committed in your absence: Liberty Timol. Hold ! you wear men's shapes, To all such as desire to make return And if, like men, you've reason, shew a cause Into their countries; and to those that stay, That leads you to this desperate course, which A competence of land 'freely allotted must end

To each man's proper use; no lord acknowledged; In your destruction

Lastly, with your consent, to chuse them wives Grac. That, as please the fates :

Out of your families. But we vouchsafe.--Speak, captain.

Timag. Let the city sink first. Timag. Hell and furies !

Leost. And ruin seize on all, ere we subscribe Arch Bayed by our own curs !

To such conditions. Cimb. Take heed you be not worried.

Arch. Carthage, though victorious, Pol. We are sharp set.

Could not have forced more from us. Cimb. And sudden.

Leost. Scale the wall ! Pis. Briefly thus then,

Capitulate after Since I must speak for all. Your tyranny

Timol. He that wins the top first, Drew us from our obedience. Happy those times Shall wear a mural wreath.

[E.reunt. When lords were styled fathers of families, Pis. Each to his place. (Flourish and arms. And not imperious masters! when they num- Or death or victory Charge them home, and bered

fear not.

[Exeunt Pis. and Slaves. Their servants almost equal with their sons, Or one degree beneath them! when their labours Re-enter TIMOLEON, ARCHIDAMUS, and Senators, Were cherished and rewarded, and a period Timol. We wrong ourselves, and we are justly Set to their sufferings; when they did not press

punished, Their duties or their wills beyond the power To deal with bondmen, as if we encountered And strength of their performance ! all things An equal enemy. ordered

Arch. They fight like devils ; With such decorum, as wise law-makers, And run upon our swords, as if their breasts From each well-governed private house, derived Were proof beyond their armour. The perfect model of a commonwealth. Humanity then lodged in the hearts of men,

Re-enter LEOSTHENES and TIMAGORAS. And thankful masters carefully provided

Timag. Make a firm stand. For creatures wanting reason. The noble horse, The slaves, not satisfied they've beat us off, That in his fiery youth from his wide nostrils Prepare to sally forth. • Neighed courage to his rider, and broke through T'imol. They are wild beasts, Groves of opposed pikes, bearing his lord And to be tamed by policy. Each man take Safe to triumphant victory, old or wounded, A tough whip in his hand, such as you used Was set at liberty, and freed from service. To punish them with as masters: In your looks The Athenian mules, that from the quarry drew Carry severity and awe ; 'twill fright them Marble hewed for the temples of the gods, More than your weapons : Savage lions fly from The great work ended, were dismissed, and fed The sight of fire; and these, that have forgot

That duty you ne'er taught them with yourswords. We have so long fed on the bread of sorrow,
When, unexpected, they behold those terrors Drinking the bitter water of afflictions,
Advanced aloft, that they were made to shake at, Made loathsome too by our continued fears,
'Twill force them to remember what they are, Comfort's a stranger to us.
And stoop to due obedience.

Leost. Fears ! Your sufferings :

For which I am so overgone with grief, Enter CIMBRIO, GRACOULO, and other Slaves. : 1 dare not ask, without compassionate tears, Arch. Here they come.

The villain's name that robbed thee of thy hoo Cimó. Leave not a man alive; a wound is but

nour; a flea-biting,

For being trained up in chastity's cold school, To what we suffered, being slaves.

And taught by such a mistress as Cleora, Grac. O, my heart!

'Twere impious in me to think Timandra
Cimbrio, what do we see the whip ! our masters ! Fell with her own consent.
Timag. Dare you rebel, slaves!

Timan. How mean you? Fell, sir!
(Senators shake their whips, the Slaves throw I understand you not.
away their weapons, and run off.:

Leost. I would thou did'st not,
Cimb. Mercy ! mercy ! where

Or that I could not read upon thy face, Shall we hide us from their fury?"

In blushing characters, the story of Grac. Fly! they follow.

Libidinous rape.-Confess it, for you

stand not Oh! we shall be tormented !

Accountable for a sin, against whose strength Timol. Enter with them,

Your overmatched innocence could make no rex But yet forbear to kill them. Still remember

sistance: They are part of your wealth; and being disarmed, Under which odds I know Cleora fell too, There is no danger.

Heaven's help in vain invoked ; the amazed sun, Arch. Let us first deliver

Hiding his face behind a mask of clouds, Such as they have in fetters, and at leisure Not daring to look on it! In her sufferings Determine of their punishment.

All sorrow's comprehended: What Timandra, Leost. Friend, to you

Or the city, has endured, her loss considered, I leave the disposition of what's mine :

Deserves not to be named.
I cannot think I am safe without your sister, Timan. Pray you, do not bring, sir, -
She's only worth my thought: and till I see In the chimeras of your jealous fears,
What she has suffered, I am on the rack, New monsters to affright us.
And furies my tormentors.' [Exeunt. _Leost. O Timandra,

That I had faith enough but to believe thee!
SCENE III.- Syracuse. A Room in ARCHI- I should receive it with a joy beyond
DAMUS's House.

Assurance of Elysian' shades hereafter,

Or all the blessings in this life a mother

Could wish her children crowned with ; but I
Pis. I know I am pursued; nor would I fly,
Although the ports were open, and a convoy Credit impossibilities; yet I strive
Ready to bring me off: The baseness of To find out that, whose knowledge is a curse,
These villains, from the pride of all my hopes, And ignorance a blessing Come, discover
Has thrown me to the bottomless abyss

What kind of look he had that forced thy lady, Of horror and despair. Had they stood firm, (Thy ravisher I will enquire at leisure) I could have bought Cleora's free consent That when hereafter I behold a stranger With the safety of her father's life and brother's; But near him in aspect, I may conclude, And forced Leosthenes to quit his claim, Though men and angels should proclaim him And kneel a suitor for me.

honest, Timan. You must not think

He is a hell-bred villain. What might have been, but what must now be Timan. You are unworthy practised,

To know she is preserved, preserved untainted,' And suddenly resolve.

Sorrow, but ill bestowed, hath only made Pis. All my poor fortunes

A rape upon her comforts in your absence. Are at the stake, and I must run the hazard.

(Erit, and returns with CLEORA. Unseen, convey me to Cleora's chamber; Come forth, dear madam. For, in her sight, if it were possible,

Leost. Ha !

{Kneels. I would be apprehended. Do not enquire Timan. Nay, she deserves The reason why, but help me.

The bending of your heart, that, to content you, Timan. Make hasten One knocks.

Has kept a vow, the breach of which a vestal [Erit PISANDER. (Though the infringing it had called upon her

A living funeral) must of force have shrunk at. Enter LEOSTHENES.

No danger could compel her to dispense with Jove turn all to the best !_You are welcome, sir. Her cruel penance ; though hot lust eame armed.

Leost. Thou givest it in a heavy tone. To seize upon her; when one look or accent
Timan. Alas! sir,

Might have redeemed her.

must not


Leost. Might! O do not shew me

And as a god adore him. A beam of comfort, and straight take it from me. Cleora. If that goodness The means by which she was freed ?-Speak, And noble temperance, the queen of virtues, O speak quickly!

Bridling rebellious passions (to whose sway, Each minute of delay's an age of torment: Such as have conquered nations have lived slaves) O! speak, Timandra !

Did ever wing great minds to fly to heaven, Timun. Free her from her oath;

He, that preserved mine honour, may hope boldly Herself can best deliver it. [Takes off the scarf. To fill a seat among the gods, and shake off Leost. O blest office !

Our frail corruption. Never did galley-slave shake off his chains,

Leost. Forward. Or look on his redemption from the oar,

Cleora. Or if ever With such true feeling of delight as now The powers above did mask in human shapes, I find myself possessed of.- Now I behold To teach mortality, not by cold precepts True light indeed : For since these fairest stars Forgot as soon as told, but by examples, (Cover'd with clouds of your determinate will) To imitate their pureness, and draw near Denied their influence to my optic sense,

To their celestial natures, I believe
The splendour of the sun appeared to me

He's more than man.
But as some little glimpse of his bright beams Leost. You do describe a wonder.
Conveyed into a dungeon, to remember

Cleora. Which will increase, when you shall The dark inhabitants there how much they

understand wanted.

He was a lover. Open these long-shut lips, and strike mine ears Leost. Not yours, lady? With music more harmonious than the spheres Cleora. Yes; Yield in their heavenly motions : And, if ever Loved me, Leosthenes; nay more, so doted, A true subinission for a crime acknowledged (If e'er affections scorning gross desires May find a gracious hearing, teach your tongue, May without wrong be styled so) that he durst In the first sweet articulate sounds it utters, To sign my wished-for pardon.

With an immodest syllable or look, Cleora. I forgive you.

In fear it might take from me, whom he made Leost. How greedily I receive this! Stay, The object of his better part, discover best lady,

I was the saint he sued to. And let me by degrees ascend the height

Leost. A rare temper! Of human happiness! All at once delivered, Cleora. I cannot speak it to the worth: All The torrent of my joys will overwhelm me;

praise So, now a little more; 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 cakes 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 he prized 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 ?

The 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

praise A man, whose vital spirit consumed and wasted Delivered of a mouse, With a long and tedious fever, unto whom

Cleora. The man deserves not Too much of a strong cordial at once taken, This scorn, I can assure you. Brings death, and not restores him. Yet I can- Leost. Do you call

What was his duty, merit ? Fix here; but must enquire the man to whom Cleora. Yes, and place it I stand indebted for a benefit,

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 sceptres 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 could add, as I desired ;-but that If of a mean estate, I'll gladly part with

I fear 'twould make you proud.
My utmost fortunes to him; but if noble,

Leost. Why, lady, can you
In thankful duty study how to serve him; Be won to give allowance that your slave
Or, if of higher rank, erect him altars,

Should dare to love you?


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