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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 your chests,
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. O! my Cleora !
Pol, Nor will we fall alone; Grac. A caudle for the gentleman !
You shall buy us dearly.
Timag. O'the gods?
Pis. A general pardon, first, for all offences Then, villains, expect
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 !
[Ereunt. 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 Timol. 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 onded, were disinissed, and fed The sight of fire; and these, that have forgot
That duty you ne'er taught them with your swords, We have so long fed on the bread of sorrow,
a stranger to us. And stoop to due obedience.
Leost. Fears ! Your sufferings :
For which I am so overgone with grief, Enter CIMBRIO, GRACCULO, and other Slaves.
I dare not ask, without compassionate tears, Arch. Here they come.
The villain's name that robbed thee of thy ho 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 reBut 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.
(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,
must not 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 haste- Ône knocks.
Has kept a vow, the breach of which a vestal (Exit 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 came 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,
Leost. Might! O do not shew me
And as a god adore him. A bcam 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, Timan. 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
He's more than man.
Cleora. Which will increase, when you shall The dark inhabitants there how much they
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 submission 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 darst In the first sweet articulate sounds it utters,
not 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: Ali 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.
Leost. Why; lady, can you
Should dare to love you?
Cleore. The immortal gods
The thing I was born, my lord ? Accept the meanest altars that are raised
Timag. The same wise thing.
Where apes and monkeys grow, like crabs and Leost. You seem moved.
walnuts Cleora. Zealous, I grant, in the defence of On the same tree. Not all the catalogue virtue.
Of conjurers or wise women, bound together, Why, good Leosthenes, though I endured Could have so soon transformed me, as my rasA penance for your sake above example,
cal I have not so far sold myself, I take it,
Did with his whip; For not in outside only, To be at your devotion, but I may
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
Lard all he eats with marrow, or his doctors Or urged the dispensation of an oath,
Pour in his mouth restoratives as he sleeps, Made
for your satisfaction. The poor wretch, Will not recover him. Having related only his own sufferings,
Timag. But your ladyship looks
Your ten-crown amber possets, good to smooth Solicited my favours.
The cutis, as you call it, and prepare you Leost. Pray you, end;
Active, and high, for an afternoon's encounter The story does not please me.
With a rough gamester, on your couch. Fie Cleora. Well, take heed
on't! Of doubts and fears ;-for know, Leosthenes, You are grown thrifty, smell like other women ; A greater injury cannot be offered
The college of physicians have not sat, To innocent chastity than unjust suspicion. As they were used, in council, how to fill I love Marullo's fair mind, not his person; The crannies in your cheeks, or raise a rampire Let that secure you. And I here command you, With mummy, ceruses, or infants' fat, If I have any power in you, to stand
To keep off age
and time. Between him and all punishment, and oppose Coris. Pray you, forbear; His temperance to his folly; if you fail
I am an alterd woman. No more; I will not threaten. [Erit. Timag. So it seems; Leost. What a bridge
A part of your honour's ruff stands out of rank Of glass I walk upon, over a river
too. Of certain ruin! Mine own weighty fears
Coris. No matter, I have other thoughts. Cracking what should support me! and those Timag. O strange! helps,
Not ten days since it would have vex'd you more Which confidence yields to others, are from me Than the loss of your good name: pity, this Ravished by doubts and wilful jealousy. [Erit.
For your proud itch came no sooner ! Marry, SCENE IV-Another Room in the same.
Seems to bear up still. Enter TIMAGORAS, CLEON, Asotus, CORISCA,
Olymp. I complain not, sir; and OLYMPIA.
I have born my fortune patiently. Cleon. But are you sure we're safe?
Timag. Thou wert ever
An excellent bearer; so is all your tribe,
Enter LEOSTHENES, and DIPHILUS, with a With the balm of your revenge.
guard. Asot. And shall I be
Timog. How now, friend?
And may say,
Looks our Cleora lovely?
Leost. In my thoughts, sir.
Leost. Ha! I more than fear.
Enter DIPHILUS with PISANDER.
Diph. Close hid in your sister's chamber.
Leost. This confirms
Timag. But that I scorn
Phi. He's more a slave than fortune
Upon unweaponed innocence.
Pis. Curs snap at lions in the toil, whose looks
Timag. As a wild beast,
Pis. O divine Cleora!
have deserved her.
(Erit Guard with PISAND.
Asot. If he get loose, I know it,
caper like an ape again—I feel
Timan. This goes to my lady. [ Aside.
Leost. He is not worth my thoughts. No cor-
You are no more your own, nor mine, but must SCENE 1.-A Room in ARCHIDAMUS's House. Resolve to serve and suffer his commands,
And not dispute them; ere it be too late,
Consider it duly. I must to the senate.
(Erit ARCH. honours
Cleora. I am much distracted; in Leosthenes And glories centupled, (as I must confess, I can find nothing justly to accuse, Leosthenes is most worthy) yet I will not, But this excess of love, which I have studied However I may counsel, force affection. To cure with more than common means; yet still Cleora. It needs not, sir; I prize him to his It grows upon him. And, if I may call worth,
My sufferings merit, I stand bound to think on Nay, love him truly; yet would not live slaved Marullo's dangers; though I save his life, To his jealous humours; since, by the hopes of His love is unrewarded. I confess, heaven,
Both have deserved me; yet of force must be As I am free from violence, in a thought Unjust to one-such is my destiny. I am not guilty Arch. 'Tis believed, Cleora ;
Enter TIMANDRA. And much the rather (our great gods be praised | How now? whence flow these tears? for't,)
Timan. I have met, madam,
Cleora. Speak! What is it?
Timan. Men pity beasts of rapine, if o'erTo pity poor Marullo !,
matched, Arch. 'Tis my purpose
Though baited for their pleasure: but these monTo do him all the good I can, Cleora :
sters, But this offence, being against the state, Upon a man that can make no resistance, Must have a public trial. In the mean time, Are senseless in their tyranny. Let it be granted, Be careful of yourself, and stand engaged Marullo is a slave, he's still a man; No further to Leosthenes, than you may A capital offender, yet in justice Come off with honour: for, being once his wife, Not to be tortured, till the judge pronounce