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I've watched his mind with all a parent's fondness,
[Erit, L. SCENE III.- The House of Collatinus, at Collatia.-An
Apartment lighted up. LUCRETIA discovered, surrounded by her Maids, all em
ployed in embroidery, and other female occupations.Lavinia is on the R. of Lucretia. Luc. How long is it, Lavinia, since my lord Hath changed his peaceful mansion for the camp And restless scenes of war?
Lav. Why, in my simple estimation, madam, 'Tis some ten days, or thereabout, for time Runs as it should with me in yours,
be Perhaps ten years.
Luc. I do not understand thee.
Lav. All that I mean is, that if I were married,
up, a prisoner. 'Tis for philosophers To love retirement; women were not made To stand cooped up like statues in a niche, Or feed on their own secret contemplations. Luc. Go to; thou know'st not what thou say'st, Lavi.
nia, I thank the gods, who taught me that the mind, Possessed of conscious virtue, is more rich
Than all the sumless hoards which Plutus boasts ;
- Who, not a prisoner to the eye alone,
Lucretia rushes into the arms of Collatinus
Col. Welcome these, my friends,
Luc. Welcome yourself!
(Exeunt Attendants, B. My heart is full of joy !
Aruns. Rather, fair lady,
Luc. No, my good lord ;
Claud. Rather, lady,
Luc. To-night ? Doth not my lord say no to that ?
If aught the house affords, my dearest love,
[Exit. Sea. This is indeed a wise! Here the dispute Must end ;And, Collatinus, we must yield to thee !
Aruns. I will not envy thee,—but 'tis a wife
Col. Enough, enough!
Sex. Pray, pardon me :
Col. Now we are here,
(Exit. Sex. Along-I'll follow straight.
(Exeunt Aruns and Claudius. (Apart.] Had she staid here till now, I should have done Nothing but gaze. Nymphs, goddesses Are fables; nothing can, in heaven or earth, Be half so fair! But there's no hope! Her face,
Her look, her eye, her manners, speak a heart
END OF ACT II.
SCENE I.-Rome. - The Capitol.- Equestrian Statue of
Tarquinius Superbus.-Night-Thunder and Lightning.
Enter BRUTUS, L. U. E.
[Storm increases Ha! this is well! flash, ye blue-forkéd fires ! Loud-bursting thunders, roar! and tremble, earth!
A violent crash of thunder, and the Statue of Tus
quin, struck by a flash, is shattered to pieces. What! fallen at last, proud idol ! struck to earth! I thank you, gods! I thank you! When you point Your shafts at human pride, it is not chance, 'Tis wisdom levels the commissioned blow. But I-a thing of no account—a slaveI to your forkéd lightnings bare my bosom In vain-for what's a slave-a dastard slave ? A fool, a Brutus ? [Storm increases.] Hark! the storm
rides on ! The scolding winds drive through the clattering rain, And loudly screams the haggard witch of night.
To come upon
Strange. hopes possess my soul. My thvughts grow wild,
Enter VALERIUS, followed by a MESSENGER, L.
? Mes. Ay, Collatinus, thou, and all her kinsmen!
the instant to Collatia ; She will take no denial. Time is precious, And I must hasten forth to bring her husband.
(Crosses behind, and exit, R. Bru. (Apart.) Ha! Collatinus and Lucretia's kinsmen! There's something sure in this—Valerius, too Well met-Now will I put him to the testValerius-Hoa !
Val. Who calls me ?
Valerius is departing. Bru. Valerius !
Bru. Because I will be heard! The time may come When thou may'st want a fool.
Val. Prythee, begone!
(Seizing his arm. Val. You'll anger me.
Bru. Waste not your noble anger on a fool Twere a brave passion in a better cause.
Val. Thy folly's cause enough.
Bru. Rail not at folly-
Val. Killed ? Whom?