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I must not have you shamed for want of practice. Asot. Not so, you are caught:
I stand here for Čleora, and, do you hear, minion, Lo, whom you wish; behold Asotus here!
That you may tell her what her woman should do, Coris. You wait well, minion ; shortly I shall
Repeat the lesson over that I taught you,

not speak When my young lord came to visit me; if you miss My thoughts in my private chamber, but they must In a syHable or posture

Lie open to discovery. Zant. I am perfect.

Asot. 'Slid, she's angry. Asot. Would I were so ! I fear I shall be out. Zant. No, no, sir, she

but seems so. To her again. Coris If you are, I'll help you in. Thus I walk Asot. Lady, I will descend to kiss your hand, musing:

But that 'tis gloved, and civet makes me sick; You are to enter, and, as you pass by,

And to presume to taste your lip 's not safe, Salute my woman; bé but bold enough,

Your woman by. You'll speed, I warrant you. Begin.

Coris. I hope she's no observer Asot. Have at it

Of whom I

grace. [ZANTHIA looks on a book. Save thee, sweet heart! a kiss.

Asot. She's at her book, O rare! [Kisses her. Zant. Venus forbid, sir,

Coris. A kiss for entertainment is sufficient; I should presume to taste your honour's lips Too much of one dish cloys me. Before my lady

Asot. I would serve in Coris. This is well on both parts.

The second course; but still I fear your woman. Asot. How does thy lady?

Coris. You are very cautelous. Zant. Happy in your lordship,

[ZANTHIA seems to sleep. As oft as she thinks on you.

Asot. 'Slight, she's asleep! Coris. Very good :

'Tis pity these instructions are not printed; This wench will learn in time.

They would sell well to chamber-maids. 'Tis no Asot. Does she think of me?

time now Zant. O sir! and speaks the best of you; ad- To play with my good fortune, and your favour; mires

Yet to be taken, as they say :-a scout, Your wit, your clothes, discourse; and swears, To give the signal when the enemy comes, but that

[Erit ZANTHIA. You are not forward enough for a lord, you were Were now worth gold. She's gone to watch. The most complete and absolute man,-'ll shew A waiter so trained up were worth a million Your lordship a secret.

To a wanton city madam. Asot. Not of thine own?

Coris. You are grown conceited. Zant. Oh! no, sir,

Asot. You teach me. Lady, now your cabie 'Tis of my lady; but upon your honour, You must conceal it.

Coris. You speak as it were yours. Asot. By all means.

Asot. When we are there,
Zant. Sometimes

I'll shew you my best evidence.
I lie with my lady; as the last night I did : Coris. Hold ! you forget,
She could not say her prayers for thinking of you: I only play Cleora's part.
Nay, she talk'd of you in her sleep, and sigh'd out,

Asot. No matter,
O sweet Asotus, sure thou art so backward, Now we've begun, let's end the act.
That I must ravish thee! and in that fervour Coris. Forbear, sir;
She took me in her arms, threw me upon her, Your father's wife!-
Kiss'd me, and hugg'd me, and then waked, and Asot. Why, being his heir, I am bound,

Since he can make no satisfaction to you,
Because 'twas but a dream.

To see his debts paid.
Coris. This will bring him on,
Or he's a block. A good girl!

Enter ZANTHIA running.
Asot. I am mad,

Zant. Madam, my lord! 'Till I am at it.

Coris. Fall off; Zant. Be not put off, sir,

I must trifle with the time too; hell confound it ! With, Away, I dare not ;-fie, you are immo- Asot. Plague on his toothless chaps ! he cannot

do't My brother's up ;-my father will hear. Shoot Himself, yet hinders such as have good stomachs. home, sir,

Enter CLEON,
You cannot miss the mark.
Asot. There's for thy counsel.

Cleon. Where are you, wife? I would fain go This is the fairest interlude,-if it prove earnest,

abroad, I shall wish I were a player.

But cannot find my slaves that bear my litter; Coris. Now my turn comes.

I am tired. Your shoulder, son ;-nay, sweet, I am exceeding sick, pray you send my page

thy hand too; For young Asotus, I cannot live without him; A turn or two in the garden, and then to supper, Pray him to visit me; yet, when he's present,

and so to bed. I must be strange to him.

Asot. Never to rise, I hope, more. (Ereunt..



and wear

To love our liberty, if not command,
SCENE III.-A Grove near Syracuse. Should the strong serve the weak, the fair de-

formed ones? Enter PISANDER and POLIPHRON, bringing Or such as know the cause of things, pay tribute forth a Table.

To ignorant fools ? Alls but the outward gloss Pis. 'Twill take, I warrant thee.

And politic form that does distinguish us. Pol. You may do your pleasure;

Cimbrio, thou art a strong man; if, in place But, in my judginent, better to make use of Of carrying burthens, thou hadst been trained up The present opportunity.

In martial discipline, thou might'st have proved Pis. No more.

A general, fit to lead and fight for Sicily, Pol. I'm silenced.

As fortunate as Timoleon.
Pis. More wine; prythee drink hard, friend, Cim. A little fighting
And when we're hot, whatever I propound, Will serve a general's turn.

Pis. Thou, Gracculo,
Enter CIMBRIO, GRACCULO, und other Slaves. Hast Auency of language, quick conceit;
Second with vehemency.-Men of your words, all And, I think, covered with a senator's robe,

Formally set on the bench, thou wouldst appear Slaves use no ceremony; sit down, here's a health. As brave a senator

Pok Let it run round, fill every man his glass. Grac. Would I had lands,
Grac. We look for no waiters; this is wine ! Or money to buy a place; and if I did not
Pis. The better,

Sleep on the bench with the drowsiest of 'em, Strong, lusty wine. Drink deep; this juice will play with my chain, make us

[Drinks. Look on my watch when my guts chim’d twelve, As free as our lords. Grac. But, if they find we taste it,

A state beard, with my barber's help, rank with We are all damned to the quarry during life,

them Without hope of redemption.

In their most choice peculiar gifts ; degrade me, Pis. Pish! for that

And put me to drink water again, which (now We'll talk anon: Another rouze, we lose time; I've tasted wine) were poison.

[Drinks. Pis. 'Tis spoke nobly, When our low blood's wound up a little higher, And like a gown-man: -None of these, I think too, Pll offer my design :-nay, we are cold yet, But would prove good burghers. These glasses contain nothing;—do me right,

Grac. Hum! the fools are modest:

[Takes the bottle. I know their insides. Here's an ill-faced fellow As e'er you hope for liberty. 'Tis done bravely: (But that will not be seen in a dark shop,) How do you feel yourselves now?

if he did not in a month learn to out-swear, Cim. I begin

In the selling of his wares, the cunningest tradesTo have strange conundrums in my head. Grac. And I

In Syracusa, I've no skill.-Here's another, To loath base water. I would be hanged in peace Observe but what a cozening look he has ! now,

Hold up thy head, man ; if, for drawing gallants For one month of such holidays.

Into mortgages for commodities, cheating heirs Pis. An age, boys,

With your new counterfeit gold thread, and gumAnd yet defy the whip; if you are men,

med velvets, Or dare believe you've souls.

He does not transcend all that went before him, Cim. We are no brokers.

Call in his patent. Pass the rest; they'll all make Grac. Nor whores, whose marks are out of Sufficient beccos, and with their brow-antlers their mouths, they have none;

Bear up the cap of maintenance.
They hardly can get salt enough to keep them Pis. Is't not pity, then,
From stinking above ground.

Men of such eminent virtues should be slaves ? Pis. Our lords are no gods

Cim. Our fortune. Grac. They are devils to us, I am sure.

Pis. 'Tis your folly; daring men Pis. But subject to

Command, and make their fates. Say, at this inCold, hunger, and diseases.

stant, Grac. In abundance:

I marked you out a way to liberty; Your lord, that feels no ach in his chine at twenty, Possessed you of those blessings our proud lords Forfeits his privilege; how should their surgeons So long have surfeited in; and, what is sweetest, build else,

Arm you with power, by strong hand to revenge Or ride on their foot-cloths ?

Your stripes, your unregarded toil, the pride, Pis. Equal Nature fashioned us

The insolence, of such as tread upon All in one mould: The bear serves not the bear, Your patient sufferings ; fill your famished mouths Nor the wolf the wolf ; 'twas odds of strength in With the fat and plenty of the land; redeem you tyrants,

From the dark vale of servitude, and seat you That plucked the first link from the golden chain Upon a hill of happiness; what would you do With which that thing of things boundinthe world. To purchase this, and more? Why then, since we are taught, by their examples, Grac. Do! any thing:


Toburn a church or two, and dance by the light on't, Are only left at home.
Were but a May-game.

Grac. And the proud young fool, * Pol. I have a father living;

My master-If this take, I'll hamper him. But, if the cutting of his throat could work this, Pis. Their arsenal, their treasure's in our power, He should excuse me.

If we have hearts to seize them. If our lords fall Cim. 'Slight, I would cut mine own,

In the present action, the whole country's ours. Rather than miss it, so I might but have Say they return victorious, we have means A taste on't ere I die.

To keep the town against them; at the worst, Pis. Be resolute men,

To make our own conditions. Now, if you dare You shall run no such hazard; nor groan under Fall on their daughters and their wives, break up The burthen of such crying sins.

Their iron chests, banquet on their rich beds, Cim. The means ?

And carve yourselves of all delights and pleasures Grac. I feel a woman's longing.

You have been barred from, with one voice cry. Pol. Do not torment us

with me, With expectation.

Liberty, liberty! Pis. Thus then : Our proud masters,

All. Liberty, liberty! And all the able freemen of the city

Pis. Go then, and take possession: Use all Are gone unto the wars

freedom; Pol. Observe but that.

But shed no blood.-So, this is well begun; Pis. Old men, and such as can make no resist. But not to be commended till 't be done. ance,



Pis. Guide her hither, SCENE I.-The same. A Room in ARCHIDAMUS's And make her understand the slaves' revolt; House.

And with your utmost eloquence enlarge

Their insolence and rapes done in the city.

Forget not, too, I am their chief; and tell her Pis. Why, think you that I plot against myself? You strongly think my extreme dotage on her, Fear nothing; you are safe : These thick-skinned As I am Marullo, caused this sudden uproar, slaves

To make way to enjoy her. I use as instruments to serve my ends,

Timan. Punctually Pierce not my deep designs ; nor shall they dare I will discharge my part. [Erit TIMANDRA. To lift an arm against you,

Enter POLIPHRON, Timan. With your win: But turbulent spirits, raised beyond themselves Pol. O, sir, I sought you: With ease, are not so soon laid: They oft prove You have missed the best sport! Hell, I think, is Dangerous to him that called them up.

broke loose, Pis. 'Tis true,

There's such variety of all disorders, In what is rashly undertook. Long since As leaping, shouting, drinking, dancing, whoring, I have considered seriously their natures, Among the slaves; answered with crying, howling, Proceeded with mature advice, and know By the citizens and their wives ; such a confusion I hold their will and faculties in more awe (In a word, not to tire you), as I think Than I can do my own, Now, for their licence, The like was never read of And riot in the city, I can make

Pis. I share in A just defence and use: It may appear, too, The pleasure, though I'm absent. This is some A politic prevention of 'such ills

Revenge for my disgrace.
As might with greater violence and danger

Pol. But, sir, I fear,
Hereafter be attempted; though some smart for it If your authority restrain them not,
It matters not:-However, I am resolved; They'll fire the city, or kill one another,
And sleep you with security. Holds Cleóra They are so apt to outrage; neither know I
Constant to her rash vow?

Whether you wish it, and came therefore to
Timan. Beyond belief;

Acquaint you with so much. To me, that see her hourly, it seems a fable. Pis. I will among them; By signs, I guess at her commands, and serve them But must not long be absent. With silence; such her pleasure is made known Pol. At your pleasure.

[Ereunt, By holding her fair hand thus. She eats little, Sleeps less, as I imagine; once a-day

SCENE II.-Another Room in the same. I lead her to this gallery, where she walks Some half a dozen turns, and, having offered

Shouts within. Enter CLEORA, and TIMANDRA. To her absent saint a sacrifice of sighs,

Timan. They're at our gates, my heart ! af. She points back to her prison.

frights and horrors

Increase each minute. No way left to save us, Hold forth your right hand.
No flattering hope to comfort us, or means

[Cleona holds forth her right hand. By miracle to redeem us from base lust

Pisan. So, 'tis done; and I And lawless rapine! are there gods, yet suffer With my glad lips seal humbly on your foot, Such innocent sweetness to be made the spoil My soul's thanks for the favour : I forbear Of brutish appetite ? Or, since they decree To tell you who I am, what wealth, what bonours To ruin Nature's masterpiece (of which

I made exchange of, to become your servant: They have not left one pattern), must they chuse, And, though I knew worthy Leosthenes To set their tyranny off, slaves to pollute (For sure he must be worthy, for wbose love The spring of chastity, and poison it

You have endured so much) to be my rival; With their

most loathed embraces? And, of those, When rage and jealousy counseiled me to kill him, He, that should offer up his life to guard it, (Which then I could have done with much more Marullo, cursed Marullo, your own bondman,

ease, Purchased to serve you, and fed by your fa- Than'now, in fear to grieve you, I dare speak it) vours :

(CLEORA starts. Love, seconded with duty, boldly told me, Nay, start not : it is he; he, the grand captain The man i hated, fair Cleora favoured: of these libidinous beasts, that have not left And that was his protection. (CLEORA bows One cruel act undone, that barbarous conquest Timun. See, she bows Yet ever practised in a captive city.

Her head, in sign of thankfulness. He, doating on your beauty, and to have fellows Pisan. He removed In his foul sin, hath raised these mutinous slaves, By the occasion of the war (my fires increasing Who have begun the game by violent rapes By being closed and stopt up), frantic affection Upon the wives and daughters of their lords : Prompted me to do something in his absence, And he, to quench the fire of his base lust, That might deliver you into my power, By force comes to enjoy you: Do not wring Which you see is effected ; and even now,

(CLEORA wrings her hands. When my rebellious passions chide my dulness, Your innocent hands, 'tis bootless; use the means And tell me how much I abuse my fortunes, That may preserve you. 'Tis no crime to break Now it is in my power to bear you hence, A vow when you are forced to it; shew your face,

(CLEORA starts. And with the majesty of commanding beauty Or take my wishes here, (nay, fear not, madam, Strike dead his loose affections. If that fail, True love's a servant, brutish lust a tyrant,) Give liberty to your tongue, and use entreaties; I dare not touch those viands that ne'er taste well, There cannot be a breast of flesh and blood, But when they're freely offered: Only thus much, Or heart so made of flint, but must receive Be pleased I may speak in my own dear cause, Impression from your words; or eyes so stern, And think it worthy your consideration, But from the clear reflection of your tears, (I have loved truly, cannot say deserved, Must melt, and bear them company : will you not Since duty must not take the name of merit,) Do these good offices to yourself? Poor I, then, That I so far prize your content, before Can only weep your fortune :-Here he comes. All blessings that my hope can fashion to me, Enter PISANDER, speaking at the door.

That willingly I entertain despair,

And for your sake embrace it. For I know, Pis. He that advances

This opportunity lost, by no endeavour
A foot beyond this, comes upon my sword. The like can be recovered. To conclude,
You have had your ways, disturb not mine. Forget not that I lose myself to save you:
Timan. Speak gently,

For what can I expect but death and torture, Her fears may kill her else.

The war being ended? And (what is a task Pis. Now Love inspire me!

Would trouble Hercules to undertake,) Still shall this canopy of envious night

I do deny you to myself, to give you
Obscure my suns of comfort ? And those dainties, A pure unspotted present to my rival.
Of purest white and red, which I take in at I've said : If it distaste not, best of virgins,
My greedy eyes, denied my famished senses? Reward my temperance with some lawful favour,

The organs of your hearing yet are open; Though you contemn my person.
And you infringe no vow, though you vouchsafe (CLEORA kneels, ihen pulls off her glove
To give them warrant to convey unto

and offers her hand to PISANDER. Your understanding parts, the story of

Timan. See, she kneels, A tortured and despairing lover, whom

And seems to call upon the gods to pay Not fortune, but affection, marks your slave :- The debt she owes your virtue : To perform

(CLEORA shakes.

which Shake not, best lady! for, believe it, you are As a sure pledge of friendship, she vouchsafes you As far from danger as I am from force:

Her fair right hand. All violence I shall offer, tends no farther

Pis. I am paid for all my sufferings. Than to relate my sufferings, which I dare not Now, when you please, pass to your private Presume to do, till by some gracious sign

chamber; You shew you're pleased to hear me.

My love and duty, faithful guards, shall keep you Timan. If you are,

From all disturbance; and when you are sated

With thinking of Leosthenes, as a fee
Due to my service, spare one sigh for me.


OLYMPIA. (Ereunt. CLEORA makes a low courtesy as she goes off:

Cimb. Discover to a drachma,

Or I will famish thee.
SCENE III.-The same. A Room in CLEON'S Cleon. Oh! I am pined already.

Cimb. Hunger shall force thee to cut off the

brawns Enter GRACCULO, leading Asotys in an ape's From thy arms and thighs, then broil them on the kabit, with a chain about his neck; ZANTHIA

coals in CóRisca's clothes, she bearing up her train. For carbonadoes. Grac. Come on, sir.

Poliph. Spare the old jade, he's founder'd. Asot. Oh!

Grac. Cut his throat then, Grac. Do you grumble? You were ever And hang him out for a scarecrow. A brainless ass; but, if this hold, I'll teach you Poliph. You have all your wishes To come aloft, and do tricks like an'ape. In your revenge, and I have mine. You see Your mornings lesson: If you miss

I use no tyranny: When I was her slave, Asot. O no, sir.

She kept me as a sinner, to lie at her back Grac. What for the Carthaginians? (ASOTUS In frosty nights, and fed me high with dainties,

makes moppes.) A good beast. Which still she had in her belly again ere morning; What for ourself, your lord ? [Dances.] Exceed. And in requital of those courtesies, ing well.

Having made one another free, we are married: There's your reward. Not kiss your paw! So, And, if you wish us joy, join with us in So, so.

A dance at our wedding, Zant. Was ever lady the first day of her ho- Grac. Agreed; for I have thought of nours,

A most triumphant one, which shall express So waited on by a wrinkled crone? She looks We are lords, and these our slaves. now,

Poliph. But we shall want Without her painting, curling, and perfumes, A woman. Like the last day of January ; and stinks worse Grac. No, here's Jane-of-apes shall serve ; Than a hot brache in the dog-days. Further off! Carry your body swimming Where's the musick? Somstand there like an image, if you stir, Poliphi I have placed it in yon window. Till, with a quarter of a look, i call you, Grac. Begin then sprightly. You know what follows.

(Musick, and then a dance. Coris. O, what am I fallen to! But 'tis a punishment for my lust and pride,

Enter PISANDER behind. Justly return’d upon me.

Poliph. Well done on all sides! I have preGrac. How dost thou like

pared a banquet; Thy ladyship, Zanthia?

Let's drink and cool us. Zant. Very well; and bear it

Grac. A good motion. With as much state as your lordship.

Cimb. Wait here; Grac. Give me thy hand;

You have been tired with feasting, learn to fast Let us, like conquering Romans, walk in triumph, Our captives following; then mount our tribunals, Grac. I'll have an apple for Jack, and may be And make the slaves our footstools.

some scraps Zant. Fine, by Jove !

May fall to your share. Are your hands clean, minion?

(Exeunt GRAC. ZANT. CIMB. POLIPH. and Coris. Yes, forsooth.

OLYMP, Xant. Fall off then.

Coris. Whom can we accuse So, now come on; and having made your three But ourselves, for what we suffer? Thou artjust, duties

Thou all-creating power! and misery Down, I say—are you stiff in the hams?-now Instructs me now, that yesterday acknowledged kneel,

No deity beyond my lust and pride, And tie our shoe: Now kiss it, and be happy. There is a heaven above us, that looks down Grac. This is state, indeed.

With the eyes of justice, upon such as number Xant. It is such as she taught me;

Those blessings freely given, in the accompt A tickling itch of greatness, your proud ladies Of their poor merits: else it could not be, Expect from their poor waiters : We have Now miserable I, to please whose palate chang'd parts;

The elements were ransack'd, yet complain'd She does what she forced me to do in her reign; of nature, as not liberal enough And I must practise it in mine.

In her provision of rarities Grac. 'Tis justice:

To sooth my taste, and pamper my proud flesh, Oh! here come more.

Should wish in vain for bread,


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