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With joy should offer.—Is my high birth a ble- | Retaining still the clearness of the spring, mish?

From whence it took beginning, may be thought Or does my wealth, which all the vain

expence Worthy. acceptance; then I dare rise up, Of women cannot waste, breed loathing in you? And tell this gay inan to his teeth, I never The honours, I can call mine own, thought scan- Durst doubt her constancy, that like a rock dals?

Beats off temptations, as that mocks the fury Am I deformed, or, for my father's sins, Of the proud waves; nor from iny jealous fears Mulcted by Nature? If you interpret these Question that goodness, to which, as an altar As crimes, 'tis fit I should yield up myself, Of all perfection, he, that truly loves, Most miserably guilty; But, perhaps,

Should rather bring a sacrifice of service, (Which yet I would not credit) you have seen Than raze it with the engines of suspicion; This gallant pitch the bar, or bear a burden Of which, when he can wash an Ethiop white, Would crack the shoulders of a weaker bondman; Leosthenes may hope to free himself; Or any other boisterous exercise,

But, till then, never. Assuring a strong back, to satisfy

Timag. Bold, presumptuous villain ! Your loose desires, insatiate as the grave.

Pis. I will go farther, and make good upon him, Cleora. You are foul-mouthed.

In the pride of all his honours, birth and fortunes, Arch. Ill-mannered too.

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

Leost. Thoti 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 To which there is no easier way, than by

whip!

[Plucks off his disguise. Vouchsafing him your favour; him, to whom, Let fury then disperse these clouds, in which Next to the general, and to the gods,

I long have masked, 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 arins, 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 ! Aly spaniel to howl in sweeter language,

Lcost. 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 iny 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 born Equal, it not above, my low condition.

Cleora's brother, 'tis your safest armour. I need no bombast language, stolen from such But I lose time. The base lie cast upon me, As make nobility from prodigious terms

I thus return. Thou art a perjured man, The hearers understand not; I bring with me False and perfidious, and hast made a tender No wealth to boast of, neither can I number Of love and service to this lady, when Uncertain fortune's favours with my merits: Thy soul (if thou hast any) can bear witness, I dare not force affection, or presume

That thou wert not thine own. For proof of this, To censure her discretion, that looks on me Look better on this virgin, and consider, As a weak man, and not her fancy's idol. This Persian shape laid by, and she appearing How I have loved, and how much I have suf- In a Greekish dress, such as when first you saw fered,

her, and with what pleasure undergone the burthen If she resemble not Pisander's sister, Of my ambitious hopes (in aiming at

One called Statilia? The glad possession of a happiness,

Leost. 'Tis the same! my guilt The abstract of all goodness in mankind So chokes my spirits, I cannot deny Can at no part deserve), with

my

confession My falsehood, nor excuse it. Of mine own wants, is all that can plead for me. Pis. This is she, But if that pura desire, not blended with To whom thou wert contracted: This is the lady, Foul thoughts, that like a river keeps his course, That, when thou wert my prisoner, fairly taken

treat

In the Spartan war, that begged thy liberty, I was preparing for defence elsewhere,
And with it gave herself to thee, ungrateful ! So soon got entrance; In this I am guilty:
Timan. No more, sir, I entreat you : I per. Now, as you please, your censure.
ceive

Timol. Bring them in;
True sorrow in his looks, and a consent And, though you have given me power, I do en-
To make me reparation in mine honour;
And then I am most happy.

Such as have undergone their insolence, Pis. The wrong done her

It may not be offensive, though I study Drew me from Thebes with a full intent to kill Pity more than revenge. thee:

Čor. 'Twill best become you. But this fair object met me in my fury,

Cleon. I must consent.
And quite disarmed me. Being denied to have Asot. For me, I'll find a time
her

To be revenged hereafter.
By you, my lord Archidamus, and not able
To live far from her, love (the mistress of

Enter GRACCULO, CIMBRIO, POLIPHRON, ZakAll quaint devices) prompted me to treat

THIA and the other slaves, with halters about With a friend of mine, who as a pirate sold me

their necks. For a slave to you, my lord, and gave my sister Grac. Give me leave; As a present to Cleora.

I'll speak for Timol. Strange meanders !

Timol. What canst thou say, to hinder Pis. There how I bare myself needs nb rela- The course of justice ? tion.

Grac. Nothing. You may see But, if so far descending from the height We are prepared for hanging, and confess Of my then flourishing fortunes, to the lowest We have deserved it. Our most humble suit is, Condition of a man, to have means only

We may not twice be executed. To feed my eye with the sight of what I honoured; Timol. Twice? How mean'st thou ? The dangers too I underwent; the suffering ; Grac. At the gallows first, and after in a balThe clearness of my interest, may deserve

lad, A noble recompence in your lawful favour; Sung to some villainous tune. There are tenNow 'tis apparent that Leosthenes

groat rhymers Can claim no interest in you, you may please About the town grown fat on these occasions.To think upon my service.

Let but a chapel fall, or a street be fired, Cleora. Sir, my want

A foolish lover hang himself for pure love, Of power to satisfy so great a debt,

Or any such like accident, and before Makes me accuse my fortune; but if that, They are cold in their graves, some damned ditOut of the bounty of your mind, you think

ty's made, A free surrender of myself full payment, Which makes their ghosts walk.—Let the state I gladly tender it.

take order Arch. With my consent too,

For the redress of this abuse, recording All injuries forgotten.

'Twas done by my advice, and for my part, Timag. I will study,

I'll cut as clean a caper from the ladder
In my future service, to deserve your favour As ever merry Greek did.
And good opinion.

Timol. Yet I think
Leost. Thus I gladly fee

You would shew more activity, to delight
This advocate to plead for me. [Kissing Statilia. Your master for a pardon.
Pis. You will find me

Grac. O! I would dance
An easy judge; when I have yielded reasons As I were all air and fire.
Of your bondmen's falling off from their obedi- Timol. And ever be
dience,

Obedient and humble? Then after, as you please, determine of me. Grac. As his spaniel, I found their natures apt to mutiny

Though he kicked me for exercise; and the like From your too cruel usage, and made trial I promise for all the rest. How far they might be wrought on: to instruct Timol. Rise then, you have it. you

All Slaves. Timoleon' Timoleon ! To look with more prevention and care,

Timol. Cease these clamours. To what they may hereafter undertake

And now, the war being ended to our wishes, Upon the like occasions-The hurt's little And such as want the pilgrimage of love, They have committed, nor was ever cure Happy in full fruition of their hopes, But with some pain effected. I confess, 'Tis lawful, thanks paid to the powers divine, In hope to force a grant of fair Cleora

To drown our cares in honest mirth and wine. I urged them to defend the town against you:

[Ereunt. Nor had the terror of your whips, but that

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SCENE I.

Rom. Now you are noble.

Charmi. I shall deserve this better yet, in giEnter Cuaralors with a paper, Romont and

ving CHARMI.

My lord some counsel (if he please to hear it) Charmi. Sir, I. may move the court to serve Than I shall do with pleading. your will;

Rom. What may it be, sir? But therein shall both wrong you and myself. Charmi. That it would please his lordship, as Rom. Why think you so, sir?

the presidents Charmi. Because I am familiar

And counsellors of court come by, to stand With what will be their answer: They will say,

Here and but shew yourself, and to some one Tis against law, and argue me of ignorance, Or two make his request : There is a minute, For otfering them the motion.

When a man's presence speaks in his own cause, Rom. You know not, sir,

More than the tongues of twenty advocates. How, in this cause, they may dispense with law, Rom. I have urged that. And therefore frame not you their answer for

Enter ROCHFORT and Du CROY. them, But do your part.

Charmi. Their lordships here are coming, Charini. I love the cause so well,

I must go get me a place. You'll find me in court, That I could run the hazard of a check for it. And at your service..

[Erit Charmi. Rom. From whom?

Rom. Now, put on your spirits ! Charmi. Some of the bench that watch to give it, Du Croy. The ease that you prepare yourself, More than to do the office that they sit for: But give me, sir, my fee.

In giving up the place you hold in court,

my lord,

Will prove,

I fear, a trouble in the state; As loud and fertile-headed; and the client, And that no slight one.

That wants the sops to fill their ravenous throats, Roch. Pray you, sir, no more.

Must hope for no access. Why should I, then, Rom. Now, sir, lose not this offered means : Attempt impossibilities, you, friend, being Their looks

Too well acquainted with my dearth of means Fixed on you with a pitying earnestness,

To make my entrance that way? Invite you to demand their furtherance

Rom. Would I were not! To your good purpose. This is such a dulness, But, sir !

you have a cause, a cause so just, So foolish and untimely, as

Of such necessity, not to be deferred, Du Croy. You know him?

As would compel a maid, whose foot was never Roch. I do; and much lament the sudden fall Set o'er her father's threshold, nor, within Of his brave house. It is

young

Charalois, The house where she was born, ever spake word, Son to the inarshal, from whom he inherits Which was not ushered with pure virgin blushes, His fame and virtues only.

To drown the tempest of a pleader's tongue, Rom. Ha! they name you.

And force corruption to give back the hire Du Croy. His father died in prison two days It took against her. Let examples move you. since.

You see men great in birth, esteem, and fortune, Roch. Yes, to the shame of this ungrateful Rather than lose a scruple of their right, state; Fawn basely upon such, whose gowns put off

, That such a master in the art of war,

They would disdain for servants. So noble and so highly meriting

Char. And to these can I become a suitor? From this forgetful country, should, for want

Rom. Without loss : Of means to satisfy his creditors

Would you consider, that, to gain their favours, The sum he took up for the general good, Our chastest dames put off their modesties, Meet with an end so infamous.

Soldiers forget their honours, usurers Rom. Dare you ever hope for like apportunity? Make sacrifice of gold, poets of wit, Du Croy. My good lord !

And men religious part with fame and goodness. Roch. My wish bring comfort to you.

Be therefore won to use the means that may Du Croy. The time calls us.

Advance your pious ends.
Roch. Good morrow,
Colonel !

Char. You shall o'ercome. [Exeunt Rochfort and Du Croy. Rom. And you receive the glory. Pray you Rom. This obstinate spleen,

now practise. You think becomes your sorrow, and sorts well

Tis well. With your black suits: But, grant me wit or judgment,

Enter Old NovaLL, LILADAM, and three And, by the freedom of an honest man,

Creditors. And a true friend to boot, I swear, 'tis shameful; Char. Not look on me! And therefore flatter not yourself with hope, Rom. You must have patience-Offer it Your sable babit, with the hat and cloak,

again. No, though the ribbons help, have power to work Char. And be again contemned ! them

Nov. I know what's to be done.To what

you

would : For those that had no eyes 1 Cred. And, that your lordship To see the great acts of your father, will not, Will please to do your knowledge, we offer first From any fashion sorrow can put on,

Our thankful hearts here, as a bounteous earnest Be taught to know their duties.

To what we will add.Char. If they will not,

Nov. One word more of this, They are too old to learn, and I too young I am your enemy. Am I a man, To give them counsel ; since, if they partake Your bribes can work on? Ha? The understanding and the hearts of men,

Lilad. Friends! you inistake They will prevent my words and tears: If not, The

way to win my lord; he must not hear this, What can persuasion, though made eloquent But I, as one in favour, in his sight, With grief, work upon such as have changed na- May hearken to you for my profit. Sir!

-I pray hear them. With the most savage beast? Blest, blest be ever Nov. Tis well. The memory of that happy age, when justice Lilad. Observe him now. Had no guards to keep off wronged innocence Nov. Your cause being good, and your proFrom flying to her succours, and, in that,

ceedings so, Assurance of redress: Whereas now, Romont, Without corruption I am your friend ; The damned with more ease may ascend from Speak your desires. hell,

2 Cred. Oh, they are charitable; Than we arrive at her. One Cerberus there The marshal stood engaged unto us three, Forbids the passage; in our courts a thousand, Two hundred thousand crowns, which by his death

tures

We are defeated of. For which great loss And then, the devil, your father, is called upon, We aim at nothing but his rotten flesh;

To invent some ways of luxury ne'er thought on. Nor is that cruelty.

Be gone, and quickly, or I'll leave no room 1 Cred. I have a son

Upon your foreheads for your horns to sprout on; That talks of nothing but of guns and armour, Without a murmur, or I will undo you, And swears he'll be a soldier; 'tis an humour For I will beat you honest. I would divert him from; and I am told,

1 Cred. Thrift forbid ! That if I minister to him, in his drink,

We will bear this rather than hazard that. Powder made of this bankrupt marshal's bones,

[Exeunt Creditors. Provided that the carcase rot above ground,

Enter CHARALOIS. 'Twill cure his foolish frenzy. Noo. You shew in it

Rom. I am somewhat eased in this yet.--A father's care. I have a son myself,

Char. Only friend! A fashionable gentleman, and a peaceful : To what vain purpose do I make my sorrow And, but I am assured he is not so given, Wait on the triumph of their cr

cruelty? He should take of it too. Sir, what are you? Or teach their pride from my humility, Char. A gentleman.

To think it has overcome? They are determined Nov. So are many that rake dunghills. What they will do; and it may

well become me, If you have any suit, move it in court:

To rob them of the glory they expect I take no papers in corners.

From

my

submiss entreaties. Rom. Yes, as the matter may be carried; and Rom. Think not so, sir ! whereby

The difficulties that you encounter with, To manage the conveyance-Follow him. Will crown the undertaking-Heaven! you weep, Lilad. You're rude : I say he shall not pass. And I could do so too; but that I know,

[Ereunt Novall, Charalois, and advocates. There's more expected from the son and friend Rom. You say so? On what assurance ? Of him whose fatal loss now shakes our natures, For the well-cutting of his lordship's corns, Than sighs or tears, in which a village nurse, Picking his toes, or any office else

Or cunning strnmpet, when her knave is hanged, Nearer to baseness?

May overcome us. We are men, young lörd, Lilad. Look upon me better;

Let us not do like women. To the court, Are these the ensigns of so coarse a fellow? And there speak like your birth : Wake sleeping Be well advised.

justice, Rom. Out, rogue ! do not I know [Kicks him. Or dare the axe. This is a way will sort These glorious weeds spring from the sordid dung- With what you are: I call you not to that hill

I will shrink from myself; I will deserve Of thy officious baseness? Wert thou worthy Your thanks, or suffer with you_0 how bravely Of any thing from me, but my contempt, That sudden fire of anger shews in you ! I would do more than this,-more, you court- Give fuel to it; since you are on a shelf spider!

Of extreme danger, suffer like yourself. [Exeunt. Lilad. But that this man is lawless, he should find

SCENE II. That I am valiant. 1 Cred. If your ears are fast,

Enter Rocurort, Novall, sen. Charmi, Du 'Tis nothing. "What's a blow or two? As much :

Croy, advocates, Beaumont, officers, and three 2 Cred. These chastisements as useful are as

presidents. frequent

Du Croy. Your lordship is seated. May this To such as would grow rich.

meeting prove Rom. Are they so, rascals? I will befriend you Prosperous to us, and to the general good of Burthen

[Kicks them. gundy 1 Cred. Bear witness, sirs !

Nov. sen. Speak to the point! Lilad. Truth, I have born my part already, Du Croy-Which is friends!

With honour to dispose the place and power In the court you shall hear more. [Erit. Of premier president, which this reverend man, Rom. I know you for

Grave Rochfort (whom for honour's sake I name), The worst of spirits, that strive to rob the tombs Is purposed to resign; a place, my lords, Of what is their inheritance, the dead :

In which he hath, with such integrity, For usurers bred by a riotous peace;

Performed the first and best parts of a judge, That hold the charter of your wealth and free That, as his life transcends all fair examples dom,

Of such as were before him in Dijon, By being knaves and cuckolds, that never prayed, so it remains to those that shall succeed him, But when you fear the rich heirs will grow wise, A precedent that they may imitate, but not equal. To keep their lands out of your parchinent toils Roch. I may not sit to hear this.

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