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not only the fhip, but even the whole crew, were redeemed and restored to freedom.

51. Francifco and his fon, after a quick paffage, arrived in their own country, where they lived beloved and refpect. ed, and endeavored to convince every one they knew, how great were the viciffitudes of fortune, and that God never fuffers humanity and generofity to go unrewarded, here or hereafter.

THE QUARREL OF BRUTUS AND CASSIUS.

Cafous. THAT

HAT you have wrong'd me doth

appear in this,

You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella,
For taking bribes here of the Sardians;
Wherein my letter (praying on his side,
Because I knew the man) was flighted of.

Brutus. You wrong'd yourfelf to write in fuch a cafe.
Caf. In fuch a time as this, it is not meet
That every nice offence fhould bear its comment.
Bru. Yet let me tell you, Caffius, you yourself
Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm,
To fell and mart your offices for gold,
To undefervers.

Caf. I an itching palm!

You know that you are Brutus that fpeak this,
Or, be affured, this fpeech were elfe your laft.

Bru. The name of Caffius honors this corruption,
And chaftifement doth. therefore hide its head.

Caf. Chaftifement !

Bru. Remember March, the ides of March.remember;

Did not great Julius bleed for justice fake?

What villain touch'd his body, that did stab,
And not for juftice? What, fhall one of us,
That ftruck the foremost man of all this world,,
But for fupporting robbers;" fhall we now
Contaminate our fingers with thefe bribes ?
And fell the mighty meed of our large honors
For Co much trafh as may be grafped thus ?

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than fuch a Roman.

Caf. Brutus, bay not me,

I'll not endure it; you forget youfelf,
To hedge me in; I am a foldier, I,
Older in practice, abler than yourself
To make conditions.

Bru. Go to; you are not, Caffius.
Caf. I am.

Bru. I fay you are not.

Caf. Urge me no more, I fhall forget myfelfHave mind upon your health-tempt me no farther. Bru. Away, flight man!

Caf. Is it poffible ?

Bru. Hear me, for I will fpeak.

Must I give way and room to your rafh choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman ftares ?

Caf. Muft I endure all this?

Bru. All this! aye, more. Fret till your proud heart

breaks.

Go tell your flaves how choleric you are,

And make your bondmen tremble.

Muft I budge?
Muft I obferve you? Must I stand and crouch
Under your tefty humor? Be affured,

You fhall digeft the venom of your fpleen,
Though it do fplit you; for, from this day forth,
I'H ufe you for my mirth, yea for my laughter,
When you are waspish.

Caf. Is it come to this?

Bru. You fay you are a better foldier:

Let it appear fo; make your vaunting true,
For my own part,'

And it fhall please me well.

I fhall be glad to learn of noble men.

Caf. You wrong me every way; you wrong me,

I faid an elder foldier, not a better :

Did I fay better?

Bru. If you did, I care not.

Brutus;

Caf. When Cefar liv'd, he durft not thus have mov'd

me.

Bru. Peace, peace, you durst not so have tempted him. Caf I durit not.

Bru.

Bru. No.

Caf. What, durft not tempt him!

Bru. For your life you durft not.

Caf. Do not prefume too much upon my love; I may do what I shall be forry for.

Bru. You have done what you should be forry for. There is no terror, Caffius, in your threats;

For I am arm'd fo ftrong in honesty,

That they pafs by me, as the idle wind,

Which I refpect not.

I did fend to you

For certain fums of gold, which you deny'd me ;
For I can raife no money by vile means.
I had rather coin my heart,

And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hand of peasants their vile trash,
By any indirection. I did fend

To you for gold to pay my legions,

Which you deny'd me; was that done like Caffius ?
Should I have anfwered Caius Caffius fo?

When Marcus Brutus grows fo covetous,

To lock fuch rafcal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts,
Dafh him to pieces.

Caf. I deny'd you not.

Bru. You did.

Caf. I did not; he was but a fool

That brought my anfwer back. Brutus hath riv'd my heart; A friend fhould bear a friend's infirmities;

But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

Bru. I do not. Still you practise them on me.

Caf. You love me not.

Bru. I do not like your faults.

Caf. A friendly eye could never fee fuch faults.. Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do Appear as huge as high Olympus.

Caf Come, Anthony, and young Octavius, come !!
Revenge yourselves alone on Caffius;

For Caffius is a-weary of the world;
Hated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother ;
Check'd by a bondman; all his faults obferv'd;
Set in a note-book, learn'd and conn'd by rote

To

To caft into my teeth. O I could weep
My fpirit from my eyes!-There is my dagger,
And here my naked breast! within, a heart
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold!
If that thou need'ft a Roman's, take it forth.
I, that deny'd thee gold, will give my heart
Strike as thou didst at Cefar; for I know,

When thou didst hate him worft, thou lov'dft him better Than ever thou lov'dft Caffius.

Bru.

Sheathe your dagger;

Be angry when you will, it shall have fcope;
Do what you will, difhonor fhall be humor.
Oh Caffius, you are yoked with a lamb,
That carries anger, as the flint bears fire;
Which, much enforced, fhows a hafty spark,
And ftraight is cold again. ·

Caf. Hath Caffius liv'd

To be bat mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief and blood ill-temper'd vexeth him?
Bru. When I fpoke that, I was ill-tempered too.
Caf. Do you confefs fo much? give me your hand.
Bru. And my heart too.

Caf. O Brutus !

Bru. What's the matter?

Caf. Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rafh humor which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful?

Bru. Yes, Caffius, and from henceforth,

When you are over-earneft with your Brutus,
He'll think your mother chides, and leave you fo.

SPEECH OF DEMOSTHENES TO THE ATHENIANS, CONCERNING THE REGULATION OF THE STATE.

You

OU afk, Athenians, "What real advantage have we derived from the fpeeches of Demofthenes ? He rifes when he thinks proper; he deafens us with his harangues; he declaims against the degeneracy of present

times;

times; he tells us of the virtues of our ancestors; he transports us by his airy extravagance; he puffs up our vanity; and then fits down."

2. But, could these my speeches once gain an effectual influence upon your minds, fo great would be the advantages conferred upon my country, that, were I to attempt to fpeak them, they would appear to many as vifionary. Yet ftill I muft affume the merit of doing fome fervice, by ac cufloming you to hear falutary truths.

3. And if your counfellors be folicitous for any point of moment to their country, let them first cure your ears; for they are diftempered; and this, from the inveterate habit of liftening to falfehoods, to every thing, rather than your real interefts.

4. There is no man who dares openly and boldly to declare, in what case our conftitution is fubverted. But I fhall declare it. When you, Athenians, become a helpless rabble, without conduct, without property, without arms, without order, without unanimity; when neither your general, nor any other perfon, hath.the leaft refpect for your decrees; when no man dares to inform you of this your condition, to urge the neceffary reformation, much lefs to exert his effort to effect it; then is your conftitution fubverted. And this is now the cafe.

5. But, O my fellow citizens! a language of a different nature hath poured in upon us; falfe, and highly dangerous to the State. Such is that affertion, that in your tribunals is your great fecurity; that your right of fuffrage is the real bulwark of the conftitution. That these tribunals are our common refource in all private contests, I acknowledge.

6. But it is by arms we are to fubdue our enemies; by arms we are to defend our State. It is not by our decrees that we can conquer. To thofe, on the contrary, who fight our battles with fuccefs, to thefe we owe the power of decreeing, of tranfacting all our affairs, without control or danger. In arms, thea, let us be terrible; in our judicial tranfactions, humane.

7. If it be observed, that these sentiments are more elevated than might be expected from my character, the obfervation, I confefs, is juft. Whatever is faid about a ftate

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