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His punishment.

By fair or foul play, what he ventured for, Cleora. Where is he?

To me is a riddle. Timan. Dragged to prison

Leost. Pray you, no more ; already With more than barbarous violence; spurned and I have answered that objection, in my strong spit on

Assurance of her virtue.
By the insulting officers, his hands

Timag. 'Tis unfit, then,
Pinioned behind his back ; loaden with fetters's That I should press it farther.
Yet, with a saint-like patience, he still offers Timan. Mow I must
His face to their rude buffets.

Make in, or all is lost.
Cleora. O my grieved soul !

[Rushes forward distractedly. By whose command ?

Timag. What would Timandra ?
Timan. It seems, my lord your brother's, Leost. How wild she looks! How is it with thy
For he is a looker on : and it takes from
Honoured Leosthenes to suffer it,

Timug. Collect thyself, and speak.
For his respect to you, whose name in vain Timan. As you are noble,
The grieved wretch loudly calls on.

Have pity, or love piety.-Oh!
Cleora. By Diana,

Leost. Take breath. 'Tis base in both, and to their teeth i'll tell Timug. Out with it boldly. them

Timan. Oh! the best of ladies, That I am wronged in it.

I fear, is gone for ever. Timun. What will you do? [As going forth. Leost. Who, Cleora? Clevra. In person

Timag. Deliver, how. 'Sdeath, bea man, sir ! Visit and comfort him.

speak. Timan. That will bring fuel

Timan. Take it, then, in as many sighs as words. To the jealous fires, which burn too hot already My ladyIn lord Leosthenes.

Timag. What of her?
Cleora. Let them consume him !

Timan. No sooner heard
I am mistress of myself. Where cruelty reigns, Marullo was imprisoned, but she fell
Theredwells nor love, nor honour.(Erit ČLEORA. Into a deadly swoon.
Timan. So! it works.

Timag. But she recovered?
Though hitherto I have run a desperate course Say so, or he will sink too :-hold, sir ! fie,
To serve my brother's purposes, now 'tis fit

This is unmanly.

Timan. Brought again to life, Enter LEØSTHENES and TIMAGORAS. But with much labour, she awhile stood silent, I study mine own ends. They come ;-assist me Yet in that interim vented sighs, as if In these my undertakings, Love's great patron, They laboured, from the prison of her flesh, As my intents are honest!

To give her grieved soul freedom. On the sudden, Leost. 'Tis my fault :

Transported on the wings of rage and sorrow, Distrust of others springs, Timagoras,

She flew out of the house, and, unattended, From diffidence in ourselves. But I will strive,

Entered the common prison. With the assurance of my worth and merits,

Leost. This confirios To kill this monster, jealousy.

What but before I feared. Timag. 'Tis a guest,

Timan. There you may find her ; In wisdom, never to be entertained

And, if you love her as a sisterOn trivial probabilities; but when

Timag. Damn her! He does appear in pregnant proofs, not fashioned Timan. Or you respect her safety, as a lover, By idle doubts and fears, to be receivedl. Procure Marullo's liberty. They make their own horns that are too secure,

T'imag. Impudence As well as such as give them growth and being Beyond expression ! From mere imagination. Though I prize

Leost. Shall I be a bawd Cleora's honour equal with mine own,

To her lust, and my dishonour ? And know what large additions of power

Timan. She'll run mad, else, This match brings to our family, I prefer Or do some violent act upon herself. Our friendship, and your peace of mind, so far My lord, her father, sensible of her sufferings, Above my own respects, or hers, that if Labours to gain his freedom. She hold not her true value in the test,

Leost. O, the devil! 'Tis far from my ambition for her cure,

Has she bewitched him too? That you should wound yourself.

Timag. I'll hear no more. Timan. This argues for me.

(Aside. Come, sir, we'll follow her; and if no persuaTimog. Why she should be so passionate for a

sion bondman,

Can make her take again her natural form, Falls not in compass of my understanding, Which by lust's powerful spell she has cast off, But for some nearer interest: or he raise This sword shall disenchant her. This inutiny, if he loved her (as, you say,

Lcost. O my heart-strings ! She does confess he did,) but to enjoy,




Timan. I knew it would take. Pardon me, | Have I encountered !
fair Cleora,

Timag. I am blasted too:
Though I appear a traitress; which thou wilt do, Yet hear a little further.
In pity of my woes, when I make known

Pis. Could I expire now,
My lawful claim, and only seek mine own. These white and innocent hands closing my eyes



'Twere not to die, but in a heavenly dream SCENE II.-A Prison,

To be transported, without the help of Charon,

To the Elysian shades. You make me bold; Enter CLEORA, Jailor, and PISANDER. And, but to wish such happiness, I fear, Cleora. There's for your privacy. Stay, un- May give offence. bind his hands.

Cleora. No; for believe it, Marullo, Jailor. I dare not, madam.

You've won so much upon me, that I know not Cleor. I will buy thy danger:

That happiness in my gift but you may challenge. Take more gold;-do not trouble me with thanks, Leost. Are you yet satisfied? I do suppose it done.

[Exit Jailor.

Cleora. Nor can you wish Pis. My better angel

But what my vows will second, though it were Assumes this shape to comfort me, and wisely ; Your freedom first, and then in me full power Since, from the choice of all celestial figures, To make a second tender of myself, He could not take a visible form, so full And you receive the present. By this kiss Of glorious sweetness.

(Kneels. (From me a virgin bounty) I will practise Cleora. Rise-I am flesh and blood,

All arts for your deliverance; and, that purchaAnd do partake thy tortures.

sed, Pis. Can it be,

In what concerns your further aims, I speak it, That charity should persuade you to descend Do not despair, but hope. So far from your own height as to vouchsafe Timag. To have the hangman, To look upon my sufferings ! How I bless When he is married to the cross, in scorn My fetters now, and stand engaged to fortune To say, Gods give you joy! For my captivity—no, my freedom rather! Leost. But look on me,

For who dare think that place a prison, which And be not too indulgent to your folly ;
You sanctify with your presence ? Or believe, And then, but that grief stops my speech, ima-
Sorrow has power to use her sting on him,

That is in your compassion armed, and made What language I should use.
Impregnable, though tyranny raise at once Cleora. Against thyself.
All engines to assault him?

Thy malice cannot reach me.
Cleora. Indeed virtue,

Timag. How? With which you have made evident proofs that Cleora. No, brother, you

Though you join in the dialogue to accuse me, Are strongly fortified, cannot fall, though shaken What I have done, I'll justify; and these faWith the shock of fierce temptations ; but still

vours, triumphs

Which you presume will taint me in my honour, In spite of opposition. For myself,

Though jealousy use all her eyes to spy out I may endeavour to confirm your goodness, One stain in my behaviour, or envy (A sure retreat which never will deceive you) As many tongues to wound it, shall appear And with unfeigned tears express my sorrow My best perfections. For, to the world, For what I cannot help.

[Weeps. I can, in my defence, alledge such reasons, Pis. Do you weep for me?

As my accusers shall stand dumb to hear them; 0! save that precious balm for nobler uses ! When, in his fetters, this man's worth and virtues, I am unworthy of the smallest drop,

But truly told, shall shame your boasted glories, Which, in your prodigality of pity,

Which fortune claims a share in.
You throw away on me. Ten of these pearls Timag. The base villain
Were a large ransom to redeem a kingdom Shall never live to hear it.
From a consuming plague, or stop heaven's ven- [Offers to stab PISANDER, CLEORA interposes.

Cieora. Murder! help!
Called down by crying sins, though at that instant Through me you shall pass to him.
In dreadful flashes falling on the roofs
Of bold blasphemers. I am justly punished

Enter ARCHIDAMUS, DIPHILUS, and Officers
For my intent of violence to such pureness ; Arch. What's the matter?
And all the torments flesh is sensible of, On whom is your sword drawn? Are you a
A soft and gentle penance.

judge ? Cleora. Which is ended

Or else ambitious of the hangman's office In this your free confession.

Before it be designed you? You are bold too;

Unhand my daughter. Enter LEOSTHENES and TIMAGORAS unseen.

Leost. She's my valour's prize. Leost. What an object

Arck. With her consent, not otherwise. You He shall have favour. Bring him in unbound: may urge

[Ereunt Officers. Your title in the court; if it prove good, And, though Leosthenes may challenge from me, Possess her freely : Guard him safely off toos For his late worthy service, credit to Timag. You'll hear me, sir?

All things he can alledge in his own cause, Arch. If you have aught to say,

Marullo (so I think you call his name)
Deliver it in public; all shall find

Shall find I do reserve one ear for him,
A just judge of Timoleon.
Diph. You must

Enter CLEON, Asotus, DIPHILUS, OLYMPIA, Of force now use your patience.

and CORISCA. [Ereunt Arch. DIPH. and Guards. To let in mercy. Sit, and take your places : Timag. Vengeance rather!

The right of this fair virgin first determined,
Whirlwinds of rage possess me: you are wronged Your bondmen shall be censured.
Beyond a stoic's sufferance; yet you stand Cleon. With all rigour
As you were rooted.

We do expect
Leost. I feel something here,

Cor. Tempered, I say, with mércy.
That boldly tells me, all the love and service
I pay Cleora is another's due,

Enter at one door LEOSTHENES and TIMAGOAnd therefore cannot prosper.

RAS; at the other, Officers with PISANDER Timag, Melancholy;

and TIMANDRA. Which now you must not yield to.

Timol. Your hand, Leosthenes : I cannot Leost. 'Tis apparent:

doubt, In fact your sister 's innocent, however

You, that have been victorious in the war, Changed by her violent will.

Should, in a combat fought with words, come off Timag. If you believe so,

But with assured triumph. Follow the chace still; and in open court

Leost. My deserts, sir, Plead your own interest. We shall find the (If without arrogance I may style them such) judge

Arm me from doubt and fear, Our friend, I fear not.

Timol. 'Tis nobly spoken.Leost. Something I shall say,

Nor be thou daunted (howsoe'er thy fortune But what

Has marked thee out a slave) to speak thy me Timag. Collect yourself as we walk thither.

rits : (Eseunt. For virtue, though in rags, may challenge more

Than vice, set off with all the trim of greatness, SCENE III.- The Court of Justice.

Pis. I'd rather fall under so just a judge,

Than be acquitted by a man corrupt,
Enter TIMOLEON, ARCHIDAMUS, CLEORA, and And partial in his censure.

Arch. Note his language;
Timol. 'Tis wondrous strange ! nor can it fall It relishes of better breeding than

His present state dares promise.
The reach of my belief, a slave should be

Timol. I observe it.-
The owner of a temperance, which this age Place the fair lady in the midst, that both,
Can hardly parallel in free-born lords,

Looking with covetous eyes upon the prize
Or kings, proud of their purple.

They are to plead for, may, from the fair object, Arch. 'Tis most true;

Teach Hermes eloquence. And, though at first it did appear a fable,

Leost. Am I fallen so low? All circumstances meet to give it credit ; My birth, my honour, and, what's dearest to me, Which works so on me, that I am compelled My love, and witness of my love, my service, To be a suitor, not to be denied,

So undervalued, that I must contend He may have equal hearing.

With one, where my excess of glory must Cleora, Sir, you graced me

Make his o’erthrow a conquest? Shall myfulness With the title of your mistress; but my fortune Supply defects in such a thing, that never Is so far distant from command, that I

Knew any thing but want and emptiness, Lay by the power you gave me, and plead hum- Give him a name, and keep it such, from this bly

Unequal competition? If my pride,
For the preseryer of my fame and honour. Or any bold assurance of my worth,
pray you, sir, in charity believe,

Has pluck'd this mountain of disgrace upon me, That, since I had ability of speech,

I'm justly punish’d, and submit; but if
My tongue hath been so much inured to truth, I have been modest, and esteemed myself
I know not how to lie.

More injured in the tribute of the praise,
Timol, I'll rather doubt

Which no desert of mine, prized by self-love, The oracles of the gods, than question what Ever exacted, may this cause and minute Your innocence delivers; and, as far

For ever be forgotten. I dwell long As justice and mine honour can give way,

Upon mine anger, and now turn to you,

Ungrateful fair one; and, since you are such, I dare not force affection, or presume 'Tis lawful for me to proclaim myself,

To censure her discretion, that looks on me And what I have deserved.

As a weak man, and not her fancy's idol. Cleora. Neglect and scorn

How I have loved, and how much I have sufFrom me, for this proud vaunt.

fered, Leost. You nourish, lady,

And with what pleasure undergone the barthen Your own dishonour in this harsh reply, Of my ambitious hopes (in aiming at And almost prove, what some hold of your sex, The glad possession of a happiness, You're all made up of passion : For, if reason The abstract of all goodness in mankind Or judgment could find entertainment with you, Can at no part deserve,) with my confession Or that you would distinguish of the objects Of mine own wants, is all that can plcad for me. You look on in a true glass, not seduced But if that pure desires, not blended with By the false light of your too violent will, Foul thoughts, that like a river keeps his course, I should not need to plead for that which you Retaining still the clearness of the spring With joy should offer. Is my high birth a ble From whence it took beginning, may be thought mish?

Worthy acceptance; then I dare rise up, Or does my wealth, which all the vain expence And tell this gay man to his teeth, I never Of women cannot waste, breed loathing in you? Durst doubt her constancy, that, like a rock, The honours, I can call mine own, thought scan- Beats off temptations, as that mocks the fury dals?

Of the proud waves; nor from my jealous fears Am I deformed, or, for my father's sins, Question that goodness, to which, as an altar Mulcted by Nature? If you interpret these Of all perfection, he, that truly loved, As crimes, 'tis fit I should yield up myself Should rather bring a sacrifice of service, Most miserably guilty. But, perhaps,

Than raze it with the engines of suspicion ; (Which yet I would not credit) you have seen Of which, when he can wash an Æthiop white, This gallant pitch the bar, or bear a burden Leosthenes may hope to free himself; Would crack the shoulders of a weaker bond- But, till then, never. man;

Timag. Bold, presumptuous villain ! Or any other boisterous exercise,

Pis. I will go farther, and make good upon Assuring a strong back, to satisfy

him, Your loose desires, insatiate as the grave. In the pride of all his honours, birth and forCleora. You are foul-mouthed.

tunes, Arch. Ill-mannered too.

He's more unworthy than myself. · Leost. I speak

Leost. Thou liest. In the way of supposition, and entreat you, Timag. Confute him with a whip, and, the With all the fervour of a constant lover,

doubt decided, That you would free yourself from these asper. Punish him with a halter. sions,

Pis. O the gods ! Or any imputation black-tongued slander My ribs, though made of brass, cannot contain Could throw on your unspotted virgin whiteness; My heart, swoln big with rage—The lie! A whip! To which there is no easier way, than by

[Pbucks off his disguise. Vouchsafing him your favour; him, to whom, Let fury then disperse these clouds, in which Next to the general, and the gods, and fautors, I long have marched, disguised; that, when they The country owes her safety.

know Timag. Are you stupid ?

Whom they have injured, they may faint with Slight, leap into his arms, and there ask pardon

horror Oh! you expect your slave's reply; no doubt Of my revenge, which, wretched men! expect, We shall have a fine oration: I will teach As sure as fate, to suffer ! My spaniel to howl in sweeter language,

Leost. Ha! Pisander ? And keep a better method.

Timag. 'Tis the bold Theban ! Arch. You forget

Asot. There's no hope for me then! The dignity of the place.

I thought I should have put in for a share, Diph. Silence !

And borne Cleora from them both : But now, Timol. Speak boldly.

This stranger looks so terrible, that I dare not Pis. 'Tis your authority gives me a tongue, So much as look on her. I should be dumb else; and I am secure,

Pis. Now, as myself, I cannot clothe my thoughts, and just defence, Thy equal at thy best, Leosthenes.In such an abject phrase, but 'twill appear For you, Timagoras, praise heaven you were Equal, if not above, my low condition.

born I need no bombast language, stolen from such Cleora's brother, 'tis your safest armour. As make nobility from prodigious terms

But I lose time. The base lie cast upon me, The hearers understand not; I bring with me I thus return: Thou art a perjured man, No wealth to boast of, neither can I number False and perfidious, and hast made a tender Uncertain fortune's favours with my merits ; Of love and service to this lady, when

Thy soul (if thou hast any) can bear witness, Upon the like occasions. The hurt's little
That thou were not thine own. For proof of this, They have committed, nor was ever cure
Look better on this virgin, and consider, But with some pain effected. I confess,
This Persian shape laid by, and she appearing In hope to force a grant of fair Cleora,
In a Greekish dress, such as when first you saw her, I urged them to defend the town against you:
If she resemble not Pisander's sister,

Nor had the terror of your whips, but that
One called Statilia?

I was preparing for defence elsewhere, Leost. 'Tis the same! my guilt

So soon got entrance: in this I am guilty ; So chokes my spirits, I cannot deny

Now, as you please, your censure. My falsehood, nor excuse it.

Timol. Bring them in; Pis. This is she,

And, though you've given me power, I do entreat To whom thou wert contracted: This the lady, Such as have undergone their insolence, That, when thou wert my prisoner, fairly taken It may not be offensive, though I study In the Spartan war, that begged thy liberty, Pity more than revenge. And with it gave herself to thee, ungrateful !

Cor. 'Twill best become you. Statil. No more, sir, I entreat you: I perceive

Cleon. I must consent.
True sorrow in his looks, and a consent

Asot. For me, I'll find a time
To make me reparation in mine honour; To be revenged hereafter.
And then I am most happy.

Pis. The wrong done her
Drew me from Thebes with a full intent to kill

THIA, and the other Slaves, with halters about thee:

their necks. But this fair object met me in my fury,

Grac. Give me leave;
And quite disarmed me. Being denied to have her I'll speak for all.
By you, my lord Archidamus, and not able Timol. What canst thou say, to hinder
To live far from her, love (the mistress of The course of justice ?
All quaint devices) prompted me to treat

Grac. Nothing. You may see
With a friend of mine, who, as a pirate, sold me We are prepared for hanging, and confess
For a slave to you, my lord, and gave my sister We have deserved it. . Our most humble suit is,
As a present to Cleora.

We may not twice be executed. Timol. Strange meanders!

Timol. Twice! How mean'st thou ? Pis. There how I bare myself needs no relation. Grac. At the gallows first, and after in a ballad, But, if so tar descending from the height Sung to some villainous tune. There are teña Of my then flourishing fortunes, to the lowest

groat rhymers Condition of a man, to have means only About the town grown fat on these occasions. To feed my eye with the sight of what I honoured; Let but a chapel fall, or a street be fired, The dangers too I underwent, the sufferings; A foolish lover hang himself for pure love, The clearness of my interest, may deserve Or any such like accident, and before A noble recompence in your lawful favour; They are cold in their graves, some damned ditNow 'tis apparent that Leosthenes

ty's made, Can claim no interest in you, you may please

Which makes their ghosts walk.—Let the state To think upon my service.

take order Cieoru. Sir, my want

For the redress of this abuse, recording
Of power to satisfy so great a debt,

'Twas done by my advice, and, for my part,
Makes me accuse my fortune; but if that, I'll cut as clean a caper from the ladder
Out of the bounty of your mind, you think As ever merry Greek did.
A free surrender of myself full payment,

Timol. Yet I think
I gladly tender it.

You would shew more activity to delight Arch. With my consent too,

Your master for a pardon. All injuries forgotten.

Grac. O! I would dance Timag. I will study,

As I were all air and fire.

[Capers. In my future service, to deserve your favour Timol. And ever be And good opinion.

Obedient and humble? Leost. Thus 'I gladly fee

Grac. As his spaniel, This advocate to plead for me. (Kissing STATILIA. Though he kicked me for exércise; and the like Pis. You will find me

I promise for all the rest. An easy judge. When I have yielded reasons Timol. Rise then, you have it. of your bondmen's falling off from their obedi- All Slaves. Timoleon! Timoleon! ence,

Timol. Cease these clamours. Then after, as you please, determine of me. And now, the war being ended to our wishes, I found their natures apt to mutiny

And such as went the pilgrimage of love, From your too cruel usage, and made trial Happy in full fruition of their hopes, How far they might be wroughton; to instruct you 'Tis lawful, thanks paid to the powers divine, To look with more prevention and care,

To drown our cares in honest mirth and wine. To what they may hereafter undertake


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