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Shall riot in the gore of Roman chiefs,

This shall enlarge the portion of thy sufferings; These masters of the world !-Produce the pri- | For this, not only shall thy blood embrue soners.

(To an Icenian. Andate's shrine, but torture shall be added,

And fury wanton in thy various pains. Enter ENOBARBUS and FLAMINIUS in chains.

Enob. (To BOAD.] Produce thy tortures; them Boad. Scay, if thou wilt, and see our victims

and thee we scorn. fall.

[To the Ambassador. Ten. Fall back with reverence, Trinobantian Enoo. (To BOAD.) Dart not on me thy fiery soldiers ! eyes, barbarian!

See who advances from your general's tent.
Vain are thy efforts to dismay a Roman.
Life is become unworthy of my care;

Enter VENUSIA. And these vile limbs, by galling chains disho- Ven. Victorious sister, may the unresisting lanoured,

bour I give most freely to the wolves and thee!

Of fortune weave new honours to adorn thee, Rom. Am. Mistaken queen! the Romans do And Dumnorix, thy colleague, and my lord. not want

But if, amid these warlike consultations, These instigations, nor thy proud defiance, Ere yet the ordered pomp of battle moves, To meet your numbers in the vale below.

A supplicating sound may reach thy ear, Enob. (To the Ambas.] Then, wherefore dost Stoop from thy glory to an act of mercy. thou linger here in vain ?

Thy doom pronounced on these unhappy capCommend us to Suetonius; bid him straight

tivesArrange his conquering legions in the field,

Boad. Ha! There teach these rash barbarians to repent Ven. Their deservings, and thy daughter's Of their disdain, and wish for peace too late.

prayer, Rom. Am. (To the prisoners.] Yes, to Suetoni- Mixed with my own compassion, from the tent us, and the Roman camp;

Have called me forth, a suitor to thy pity, These heavy commendations will we bear : That thou wouldst hear and

spare

them. That, for two gallant countrymen, our love Boad. Spare these captives!

And indignation, at their fate, may sharpen Dum. Why this request, Venusia ?
E Each weapon's point, and strengthen every nerve, Ven. Give them hearing :
Till humbled Britain have appeased their shades. They can unfold a story, which demands

(Erit. Your whole attention. Enob. Come, let us know our fate.

Dum. Let us hear. Proceed. (To FLAM. Boad. Prepare for death.

Flam. The Romans' late injustice we abhorred, Enob. Then cease to loiter, savage.

Nor joined the band of spoilers. In that season, Dum. (To ENOB.) Now, by Heaven,

We chanced one day to wander through the forest, Wert thou no Roman, I could save and love thee. Which parts our confines from the Icenian land. That dauntless spirit, in another breast,

We found a beauteous virgin in our way.
And in a blameless cause, were truly noble, Boad. Wretch, dost thou hope to barter with
But shews, in thee, the murderer and ruffian.

our sister
Enob. Thy hate or favour are alike to me. For thy base life?
Flam. (To DUM.) May I demand, illustrious Flam. I fear not death, oh, queen!
Trinobantian,

But dread dishonour, even among my foes. Why must we fall, because uncertain war

Enob. Death is thy terror; reason else would Hath made us captives?

teach thee, Dum. If, in open battle,

No gratitude with cruelty can dwell. With generous valour to have faced our arms, Flam. Deep in that wood we met the lovely Were all our charge against thee, thou might'st maid, rest,

Chased by a brutal soldier. At our threats Secure of lífe; but leading thee to die

He soon retreated. To our home we led her, Is execution on a general robber.

From insult guarded, sent her back with honour: Enob. (To Flam.) And dost thou meanly sue Nor was she less than Boadicea's daughter. to these barbarians ?

Ven. Now, dearest sister, whose successful Flam. (To Dum.] Though our rapacious coun- standard trymen have drawn

Not valour more than equity upholds ; Your just resentment, we are guiltless both. And thou, my husband, who dost rise in arms, Boud. (To FLAM.) So are ten thousand infants, Oppressive deeds in others to chastise, whom the name,

From your own guiding justice will you stray, The single name of Roman shall condemn, And blend deservers with the herd of guilt? Like thee, to perish by the unsparing sword. Dum. And are you Romans? Yes, we will, Flam. Yet more than guiltless, we may plead Venusia, desert

Repay their worthy deed. Strike off their fetters, With Boadicea.

Boad. What do I hear! A British chief's come Boad, Insolent pretension !

mand ! A Roman plead desert with Boadicea !

Who'er unchains a Roman, on mankind

Lets loose oppression, insolence, and rapine, Thou tremblest to exasperate the foe.
Sets treason, falsehood, vice, and murder free! Well was it, Britons, in our former conquests,
Ven. Yet these preserved thy Emmeline from That I presided o'er the scene of slaughter;
shame.

Else had those thousands of the Roman youth,
Boad. Not less the victim of eternal shame Whose bodies lie extended on our fields,
Was she conducted to their hateful mansion. Stood at this hour a threatening host against you.
To guard her honour, and be less than ruffians, Come, then, ye warriors! follow your conductress,
Had been repugnant to their name and race; And drag these slaves to death.
But fear of me compelled them to relieve her. Dum. They will not move,
Then shall two Romans, nursed in fraud and Fixed with amazement at thy matchless frenzy.
falsehood,

Do thou revere these warriors, who with scori From childhood trained to each flagitious deed, Observe thy folly. By coloured pleas to shun the fate they merit, Ven. Husband, sister, hear! Here find regard against the thousand moutlıs Oh, if

my

humbled voice, my prostrate limbs, Of Boadicea's sufferings ? No, this moment If tears and sighs of anguish may atone Shall they expire in torture.

For this pernicious discord I have raisedVen. Yet reflect;

Boud. [To Ven.] Hence with thy despicable Of all the paths, which lead to human bliss,

sighs and tears!

(To DUM The most secure and grateful to our steps And thou, presumptuous, what invidious power, With mercy and humanity is marked.

Foe to thy safety, animates thy pride The sweet-tongued rumour of a gracious deed Still to contend with Boadicea's wrath? Can charm from hostile hands the uplifted blade, Dum. No, by Andate, I contend not with thec. The gall of anger into milk transform,

At this important season, when the soldier And dress the power of enmity in smiles. Thirsts for the conflict, it would ill become me Boad. Still dost thou dare, Venusia

To trifle here in discord with a woman. Dum. Gently, sister :

Nay, do not swell that haughty breast in vain : And, trust me, these resemble virtuous men. When once the sacred evidence of justice Boad. Was I not virtuous, whom the Romans Illuminates my bosom, on a rock, lashed?

Which neither tears can soften, nor the gusts Were not my violated ch virt is? - Of passion move, my resolution stands. Bear them this instant to the fiercest rack; Boad. Now Heaven fulfil my curses on thy And, while their trembling limbs are strained head! with torture,

May every purpose of thy soul be frustrate, While, through the cruel agony of pain, May infamy and ruin overtake thee, The bloody drops bedew their shivering cheeks, May base captivity and chains o'erwhelm thee, Tell them how gentle are the pangs they feel, May shameful crimson from thy shoulders start, To those the soul of Boadicea proved,

Like mine, dishonoured with a servile scourge! When Roman rage her naked limbs exposed, With pain all shivering, and thy flesh contracting. And marked her flesh with ever-during shame! Low may'st thou crouch beneath the expected Dum. (To the Britons. Withhold your hand.

stroke, Boad. What means the Trinobantian?

Even from the hands thou sav'st! Dum. To save thy benefactors, and proclaim, Tenan. Alas, great princess! Whate'er by valour we extort from fortune, Divert this wrath against the impending foe, We yet deserve by justice.

Whose formidable ranks will soon descend Boad. To contend

From yonder hill. With Boadicea, and protect her foes,

Boad. (To the Britons.] Ungrateful and perDid she awaken thy ignoble sloth,

fidious! Which else, without resentment of thy wrongs, Now would I draw my spirit from your camp, Had slept obscure at home?

Leave you with them defenceless and exposed; Dum. Forbear; be calm.

Then should your shattered chariots be o'erBoad. Yes, under bondage thou hadst tamely thrown, bowed,

Your javelins broken, and in hasty flight Had not I fired thy slow, inactive soul.

Far from your trembling hands the buckler cast, Dum. Not with unbridled passion, I confess, Did not the insatiate thirst, which burns my soul I wield the sword and mount the warlike car. To empty every vein of Roman blood, With careful eyes I viewed our suffering isle, Protect you, traitors, from my indignation. And meditated calmly to avenge her.

But, by the ensanguined altars of Andate, Unmoved by rage, my soul maintains her pur-Thou, Dumnorix, be sure, shalt rue this day; pose

For thou, henceforward, art to me a Roman. Through one unaltered course; and oft before

Eu. As I have guided thy unruly spirit,

Ven. Oh, Dumnorix ! Against its wildness will I now protect thee, Dum. Let not this frantic woman And from a base, inhuman action save thee. Grieve thy mild nature-Romans, cease to fear; Boad. Thy boasted calmness is the child of These are my tents : retire in safety thither.

[Ereunt Flam. and Exos 7

fear;

Do thou go forth this instant and command Thou, in the fulness of thy love, shalt view me,

[T, TENAN. And swear, I seem most comely in thy sight.
Each ardent youth to gird his falchion round him, Thy virtue, then, shall view me worthier of thee,
His ponderous spear to loosen from the turf, Than did thy fondness on our nuptial day.
And brace the target firmly on his arm.

Ven. It shall be so. All wounded thou shalt
His car let every charioteer prepare,

find His warlike seat each combatant assume, My heart prepared to stifle its regret, That every banner may in battle wave,

And smooth my forehead with obedient calmness. Ere the sun reaches his meridian height. Yet hear me further; something will I offer

(Erit Tenan. More than the weak effects of female dread; Ven. My lord and husband !

Thou goest to fight in discord with thy colleague:
Dum. Wherefore dost thou hold me,

It is a thought, which multiplies my fears.
And in my passage thy endearments plant? Dum. Well urged, thou dearest counsellor,
I must prepare this moment to confront

who best The foul and ghastly face of cruel war:

Canst heal this mischief. Let thy meekness try
And, by the gods, I rather court at present The soft persuasion of a private conference,
That shape of horror than thy beauteous form. To win from error a bewildered sister,
Then go, thou dear intruder, and remove While none are present to alarm her pride.
Thy softness from me.

Ven. I go, but, trembling, doubt my vain at-
Ven. I will stay no longer

tempt ;
Than brave Tenantius hath performed thy orders. Unless, commissioned with thy dear injunctions,
Long have I known thy valour, skilled to throw My soul, exerted to perform thy pleasure,
The rapid dart, and lift the unconquered shield. Could give persuasion all my force of duty:
A confidence, like this, hath still diffused

[Erit.
Enough of firmness through my woman's heart, Dum. Hark! we are summoned.
Ne'er to molest thee with a woman's fears,
This day excepted; now my weakness governs,

Enter TENANTIUS.
And terror, too importunate, will speak.

Tenan. Every band is formed :
Hast thou encountered yet such mighty powers The Romans, too, in close arrangement stand.

As down that mountain suddenly will rush? Dum. Ye warriors, destined to begin the on - From every part the Romans are assembled,

set,
All versed in arms, and terrible in valour. My Trinobantians ! it is time to seek

Dum. Tell me, thou lovely coward, am not I The embattled foe. And you, all-judging gods!
As terrible? or falls the Roman sword

Look down benignant on a righteous cause.
On the tough buckler, and the crested helm, Indeed we cannot give you, like the Romans,
With deadlier weight than mine? Away, and fear A proud and sumptuous offering: we abound not

In marble temples, or in splendid altars :
Secure and calm, repose thee in thy tent; Yet though we want this vain, luxurious pomp,
Think on thy husband, and believe he conquers : Rough though we wander on the mountain's
Amid the rage of battle he will think

head,
On thee; for thee he draws the martial blade, Through the deep vale, and o'er the craggy rock,
For thy loved infants gripes the pointed ash. We still demand your favour; we can shew
Go, and expect me to return victorious; Hands, which for justice draw the avenging steel,
Thy hand shall dress my wounds, and all

be well. Firm hearts, and manners undebased by fraud. Ven. Far better be our fortune, than for thee To you, my dauntless friends, what need of To want that office from my faithful hand,

words? Or me to stain thy triumphs with my tears ! Your cities have been sacked, your children slain, Dum. Fear not. I tell thee, when thou seest Your wives dishonoured-Lo! on yonder hills limbs

You see the spoilers; there the ruffians stand. With dust bespread, my brows with glorious Your hands are armed; then follow, and revenge. sweat,

(Exeunt, And some distinguished wound to grace my

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ACT II.

SCENE I.
Enter FLAMINIUS and ENOBARBUS.
Flam. Ho! Enobarbus, thou may’st now come

forward.
What has thy angry soul been brooding o'er ?

Enob. Well, thou hast sued, and hast obtained

thy suit ;
Of these barbarians meanly hast implored
Thy wretched life, and hast it. Must I thank

thee
For this uncommon privilege to stand
A tame spectator of the Roman shame,

serve

murs

To see exulting savages o'erturn

Herself will guide us to a place of safety.
Our walls and ramparts, see them with the spoils Enob. Now I commend thee.
Of our waste dwellings, with our captive eagles Flam. Thou approv'st, then?
And ancient trophies, ravished from our temples,

Enob. Ay.
March in rude triumph o'er the gods of Rome? Flam. And see, the joyful moment is approach-
Flam. What, thou hadst rather die!

ing; Enob. And thou hadst rather

See, where the unnumbered Trinobantians spread Live, like a dog, in chains, than die with courage, In rude disorder o'er the vale beneath, Thou most unworthy of the Roman name! Whose broad extent this eminence commands. Flam. Did those, who now inhabit Rome, de Mark their wide-waving multitude, confused

With mingling standards and tumultuous cars : The name of Romans, did the ancient spirit But, far superior to the rest, behold Of our forefathers still survive among us, The brave and generous Dumnorix, erect I should applaud this bold contempt of life. With

eager hope, his lofty javelin shakes, Our ancestors, who lived while Rome was free, And with unpolished majesty adorns Might well prefer a noble fate to chains;

The front of war.
They lost a blessing we have never known: Enob. I mark the rabble well;
Born and inured to servitude at home,

And soon shall view the Romans from their sta We only change one master for another,

tion And Dumnorix is far beyond a Nero.

Between those woods, which shade the adverse Enob. Mean'st thou to mock me?

hills, Flam. No, I mean to shew

Sweep with resistless ardour to the vale, Thy stern opinions suit not with the times. And trample o'er the savages like dust. Enob. Still by our valour we control the world,

(A march. And in that duty will I match the foremost. Flam. That smiling vale with pity I contenIf our forefathers' manners be neglected,

plate, Free from that blame, I singly will maintain them. And wish more gentle footsteps might be seen My sentiments are moulded by my spirit, To press its verdure, and that softer notes Which wants thy pliant qualities to yield Than war's terrific clamours, might be tuned With every gust of fortune, rude or mild, From those surrounding shades, to join the mut And crouch beneath example, base or worthy. Flam. Well, if thou canst not brook a British Of that fair channel, whose sonorous bed master

Receives the stream, descending from this grote Enob. No, nor thy wanton folly will I brook, To form the limpid maze, which shines below. Which sports alike with slavery or freedom, Enob. I see it glistening in the noon-day sun. Insensible of shame.

But British gore will change its glassy hue. Flam. Suppose I free thee.

Flam. Oh! might we rather on its friendly Enob. Free me!

banks Flam. This day, if fortune be propitious. Erect a grateful monument to Peace! Enob. Ha! do not cheat me with delusive That she, her sway resuming, might afford me fable,

To clasp the gallant Dumnorix, and style him And trifle with my bonds.

My friend, my benefactor, and preserver. Flam. By all my hopes,

Stand from before this tempest, while it passes. I do not trifle. Enob. Wilt thou give my bosom

Enter BOADICEA and Icenians. Once more to buckle on the soldier's harness, Boad. Oh! I could drive this javelin through And meet in battle our insulting foes ?

my heart, Shall

my

keen falchion gore the flying rout, To ease its tortures. Disobeyed ! Controuled! And raise a bleeding trophy to revenge,

Even in my army's sight! Malignant powers, For each indignity, which Rome hath borne ? If such there be, who o'er revenge preside, Hold me no longer in suspense ! instruct me, Who steel the breast with ever-during hate, From whence these hopes proceed !

And aid black rancour in its purposed mischief

, Flam. Thou know'st I loved

Be

present now, and guide my indignation ! The British princess.

(Pauses. Enob. Hast thou raised my hopes

The Trinobantians are advanced before me. To freedom, future victory, and honour,

Let them sustain the onset ; let the Romans And dost thou talk of love?

On Dumnorix with every cohort press, Flam. That love shall save us.

Till he entreat for Boadicea's aid. Thou saw'st the gentle Emmeline but now Then shall my eager eyes enjoy his ruin; Stole to our tent, and gave the tenderest welAnd when the insulting boaster is o'erthrowe,

His bands dispersed, or gasping in the dust, Unchanged I found her, soft and artless still. Then will I rush exulting in my car, The generous maid already hath suggested Like fierce Andate, on the wearied foe The means of flight. The battle once begun, Lead rout and slaughter, through a tide of gore While every Briton is intent on war,

Impel my clotted wheels, redeem the day,

come.

woe.

appease the

And, from the mouth of danger snatching con- Behold and pine. You take a band of soldiers, quest,

(To an Icenian. Crown my revenge with glory.

Watch well around the Trinobantian tents,

And guard these Romans, as your lives. I tell Enter VENUSIA.

thee,

[To Ven. Ven. Stand apart,

Their gore shall yet besmear Andate's altar. at my request, Icenians. O, unbend

Ven. In silent awe I heard thy first resentTO BOAD.

ment, That lowering brow, and hear a suppliant sister! Yet hoped, the well-known accents of affection, So prone to error is our mortal frame,

In kindness whispered to thy secret ear, Time could not step without a trace of horror, Might to thy breast recall its exiled pity, If wary nature on the human heart,

That gentle inmate of a woman's heart. Amid its wild variety of passions,

Boad. Durst thou, presumptuous, entertain a Had not impressed a soft and yielding sense,

thought That, when offences give resentment birth, To give this bosom, nerved with manly strength, The kindly dews of penitence may raise The weak sensations of a female spirit ? The seeds of mutual mercy and forgiveness. Ven. When I remind thy elevated soul, Boad. Weak wretch, and yet whose impotence That we by mutual interest are but one, aspires

And by the indissoluble ties of birth ;
To mix in warlike councils, and determine Are those sensations weak which nature prompts?
The fate of captives, won in fields of death, With justice strengthened, can her powerful voice
Thou wouldst do better to reserve thy tears; Find no persuasion ?
Thou shalt have cause for penitential torrents.

Boad. None. Provoke no more
Ven. They will not wait a second birth of With plaintive murmurs my indignant ear.

Thou, and thy husband, authors of my shame, At thy severity they burst already.

Before the assembled chiefs, may rest assured, Why turns on me that formidable aspect, No prayers shall soften, no atonement bribe, Wont with commanding sternness to behold And no submission shall

wrong. Its foes abashed, and victory its vassal? May desolation trample on my dwelling Yet how much brighter is the wreath of glory, A second time, rapacious force, again, When interwove with clemency and justice ? And insult, revel through my inmost chambers, Thou goest to battle; there obtain renown; If I forgive you! Thou hast food for anguish ; But learn compassion from my tears, nor think Go, and indulge its appetite at leisure. Benignity enfeebles, or dishonours

Ven. Yes, I will hasten to the holy shrine, The most exalted valour.

There wring my hands, and melt in copious sorBoad. Shall the tears

row, Of abject importunity detain me,

Not for my injured self, but thee, remorseless Wbile Vengeance, striding from his grisly den, To mourn thy faded honours, which, deformed With fell impatience grinds his iron teeth, By harsh injustice to thy blameless friends, And waits my nod to satisfy his hunger ? Ne'er will revive in beauty. Not success, Hence to the employment of thy feeble distaff! Not trophies rising round thee, not the throng Ven. Not skilled, like thee, in war's ennobling Of circling captives, and their conquered standtoils,

ards, Inferior praise, and humbler tasks I court, Nor glorious dust of victory, can hide And own my safety in thy loftier virtues ; From just reproach thy unrelenting scorn, Yet not like thee, with unforgiving wrath, While none deplore thee, but the wronged VeCould I resign a sister to her grief

nusia.

(Erit. At this tremendous hour, so near deciding

Boad. Stern power of war, my patroness and The fate of both. One gentle word beston,

guide, And I will leave thee with obedient haste; To thee each Roman captive I devote. Nay, I will seek the altars, and request,

Come then, vindictive goddess, in thy terrors ; That in the future triumphs of this day,

O’erwhelm with rage his sacrilegious head, Heaven may refuse to Dumnorix a share, Who would defrand thy altars ! o confound And give thee all.

His ranks, his steeds, his chariots, and thy faBoud. Does Dumnoris consent To sacrifice the Romans ?-Art thou mute? To me, thy martial votaress, confine, Still does he brave me? But your favoured cap- In sex like thee, and glowing with thy fires! tives

(Ereunt all but ExoB. and FLAM. Shall not escape. They soon shall join the vic- Enob. Do thou come forward now, and say, tims,

what terrors Which this unconquered javelin shall reserve Has thy dejected soul been brooding o'er? To solemnize the fall of Rome's dominion. Yon furious dame, who filled thee so with dread, Then to my glory Dumnorix shall bend; Is marching onward. Raise thy head, and look; In sight of Britain shall his balMed pride

See, where e'en now with sullen pride she The pomp of public sacrifice behold,

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