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guit on me,
Such a brave soul dwelt in him; their
Enter Junius. tions And faces were not much unlike, boy. Excel
Jun. Here he is; have at him ! [Sings. lent nature !
She set the sword unto her breast, See how it works into his eyes! mine own boy!
Great pity it was to see, Hengo. The multitudes of these men, and their That three drops of her life-warm blood, fortunes,
Run trickling down her knee. Could never make me fear yet; one man's good
Art thou there, bonny boy? And, in faith, how Car. Oh, now' thou pleasest me; weep still,
Pet. Well, gramercy; how dost thou ? He has As if thou sawest me dead! with such a flux Or flood of sorrow; still thou pleasest me. Scented me out; the shame the devil owed me, And, worthy soldiers, pray receive these pledges, He has kept his day with. And what news, JuThese hatchments of our griets, and grace us so
Jun. It was an old tale ten thousand times told, To place them on his hearse. Now, if ye please,
Of a young lady was turned into mould, Bear off the noble burden : raise his pile
Her life it was lovely, her death it was bold. High as Olympus, making heaven to wonder, To see a star upon earth outshining theirs : Pet. A cruel rogue ! now he has drawn purAnd ever-loved, ever-living be Thy honoured and most sacred memory! He hunts me like a devil. No more singing ! Drus. Thou hast done honestly, good Cara- Thou hast got a cold: Come, let us go drink some tach;
sack, boy And when thou diest, a thousand virtuous Romans Jun. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Shall sing thy soul to heaven. Now march on, Pet. Why dost thou laugh?
soldiers. [Ereunt. A dead march. What mare's nest hast thou found? Car. Now dry thine eyes, my boy.
Jun. Ha, ha, ha! Hengo. Are they all gone?
I cannot laugh alone: Decius! Demetrius! I could have wept this hour yet.
Curius! oh, my sides! ha, ha, ha, ha! Car. Come, take cheer,
The strangest jest ! And raise thy spirit, child; if but this day
Pet. Prithee no more. Thou canst bear out thy faintness, the night co- Jun. The admirablest fooling ! ming,
Pet. Thou art the prettiest fellow! I'll fashion our escape.
Jun. Sirs! Hengo. Prav fear not me;
Pet. Why, Junius, Indeed I am very hearty.
Prithee away, sweet Junius! Car. Be so still;
Jun. Let me sing then. Ilis mischiefs lessen, that controuls his ill.
Pet. Whoa, here's a stir now! Sing a song of [Ereunt. sixpence!
By heaven, it-prithee-pox on't, Junius !
Jun. I must either sing or laugh.
Pet. And what's your reason?
Jun. What's that to you?
Jun. Do so.
Pet. I have a little business.
Jun. Thou shalt not go, believe it: What! a So confidently, bravely, strongly-Oh, the devil, gentleman I have the bots ! by heaven, she scorned us Of thy sweet conversation ? strangely,
Pet. Captain Junius, All we could do, or durst do: threatened us Sweet captain, let me go with all celerity! With such a noble anger, and so governed Things are not always one; and do not question, With such a fiery spirit—The plain bots ! Nor jeer, nor gibe: None of your doleful ditties, A pox upon the bots, the love-bots! Hang me, Nor your sweet conversation you will find then Hang me even out of the way, directly hang me! I may be angered. Oh, penny pipers, and most painful penners Jun. By no means, Petillius; Of bountiful new ballads, what a subject, Anger a man that never knew passion? What a sweet subject for your silver sounds, 'Tis most impossible: A noble captain, Is crept upon ye!
A wise and generous gentleman?
Pet. Tom Puppy,
And scen him kiss his sword since, court his Leave this way to abuse me: I have found you, scabbard, But, for
your mother's sake, I will forgive you. Call dying dainty dear, her brave mind mistress; Your subtle understanding may discover, Casting a thousand ways to give those forms, As you think, some trim toy to make you merry, lhat he might lie with them, and get old annours. Some straw to tickle you; but do not trust to it; Ile had got me on the hip once; it shall go hard, You are a young man, and may do well; be sober, friends, Carry yourself discreetly.
But be shall find his own coin. Enter Decius, DEMETRIPS, and CURIUS.
Enter Macer. Jun. Yes, forsooth.
Dec. Ilow now, Macer?
Is Judas yet come in?
Most of his men too. Ilere he is. For little boys and girls to wonder at :
Cur. What news! Ilow like a fool I looked !
Judas. I've lodged him; rouse him, he that dares! Dec. So they do all,
Dem. Where, Judas? Like great dull slavering fools.
Judas. On a steep rock in the woods, the boy Jun. Petillius saw too.
too with him; Pet. No more of this; it is scurvy; peace ! And there he swears he'll keep his Christmas, Jun. Ilow nastily,
gentlemen, Indeed how beastly, all I did became me! But he will come away with full conditions, How I forgot to blow my nose ! There he stands, Brayely, and like a Briton. He paid part of us; An honest and a wise man; if himself
Yet I think we fought bravely: For mine own (I dare avouch it boldly, for I know it)
part, Should find himself in love
I was four several times at half-sword with Pet. I am angry.
him, Jun. Surely
Twice stood his partizan; but the plain truth is; His wisc self would hang his beastly self; He's a mere devil, and no man. In the end, he Ilis understanding self so maul his ass self
swinged us, Dec. He is bound to do it; for he knows the And swinged us soundly too : He fights by witchfollies,
craft; The poverties, and baseness, that belong to it; Yet, for all that, I saw him lodged. ile has read upon the reformations long.
Jun. Take more men, Pet. He has so.
And scout him round. Macer, march you along. Jun. 'Tis true, and he must do it: Nor is it What victuals has he? fit, indeed,
Judas. Not a piece of biscuit, Any such coward
Not so much as will stop a tooth, nor water, Pet. You'll leave prating?
More than they make themselves: They lie Jun. Should dare
Just like a brace of bear whelps, close, and crafty, Come near the regiments, especially
Sucking their fingers for their food. Those curious puppies (for believe there are Dec. Cut off, then, such)
All hope of that way; take sufficient forces. That only love behaviour: Those are dog-whelps, Jun. But use no foul play, on your lives! that Dwindle away because a woman dies well; Commit with passions only; fornicate
That does him mischief by deceit, I'll kill him. With the free spirit merely. You, Petillius, Macer. He shall have fair play; he deserves it. For you have long observed the world
Judas, Hark ve! Pct. Dost thou hear?
What should I do there then? You are brave capI'll beat thee damnably within these three hours ! tains, Go pray; may be I'll kill thee. l'arewell, jack- Most valiant men :-Go up yourselves; use virtue, daws!
See what will come on't; pray the gentleman Dec. What a strange thing he is grown! To come down, and be taken. Ye all know him,
[Erit Pet. I think ye've felt him too! There ye shall find Jun. I am glad he is so;
him, And stranger he shall be before I leave him, Ilis sword by his side, plumbs of a pound weight Cur. Is it possible her mere death
by him, Jun. I observed him,
Will make your chops ache! You'll find it a more And found him taken, infinitely taken,
labour With her bravery; I have followed bim, To win him living, than climbing of a crow's nest.
Dec, Away, and compass him; we shall come Judas. Ile lies close in a hole above, I know it, up,
Gnawing upon his anger. Ha! no; 'tis not he. I'm sure, within these two hours. Watch him Macer. 'Tis but the shaking of the boughs close.
Judas. Pox shake them ! Macer. He shall flee through the air, if he es- I'm sure they shake me soundly.—There ! cape us.
Macer. 'Tis nothing. Jun. What's this loud lamentation?
Judus. Make no noise; if he stir, a deadly tem[Sad noise within.
pest Macer. The dead body
Of huge scones falls upon us.
'Tis done! away, Of the great Penius is new come to the camp, sir.
[Ereunt. Dema. Dead? Macer. By himself, they say.
Enter CaratACII. Jun. I feared that fortune.
Cur. Sleep still, sleep sweetly, child; 'tis all Cur. Peace guide him up to heaven!
thou feedest on. Jun. Away, good Macer.
No gentle Briton near, no valiant charity, [E.re. Macer and Judas. To bring thee food? Poor knave, thou art sick,
extreme sick, Enter SUETONIUS, Drusius, Regulus, and Pe
Almost grown wild for meat; and yet thy goodTILLIUS.
ness Suet. If thou be'st guilty,
Will not confess, nor shew it. All the woods Some sullen plague, thou hatest most, light upon
Are double lined with soldiers; no way left us thee!
To make a noble escape. l'il sit down by thee, The regiment return on Junius;
And, when thou wakest, either get meat to save He well deserves it.
thee, Pet. So!
Or lose my life in the purchase; good gods comSuet. Draw out three companies,
Enter Junius, Decius, Petillius, and Guide. The noble dead. ome, let's go burn the body. Guide. You are not far off now, sir.
(Ereunt all but Petilliús. Jun. Draw the companies Pet. The regiment given from me? disgraced The closest way through the woods; we'll keep
openly? In love too with a trifle to abuse me?
Guide. I will, sir : Half a furlong more you'll A merry world, a fine world ! served seven years To be an ass of both sides? sweet Petillius, Within the sight of the rock. Keep on the left You have brought your hogs to a fine market ! side; you are wise, sir,
You'll be discovered else : I'll lodge your comYour honourable brain-pan full of crotchets,
panies An understanding gentleman; your projects
In the wild vincs beyond ye. Cast with assurance ever! Wouldst not thou now Dec. Do you mark him? Be banged about the pate, Petillius !
Jun. Yes, and arn sorry for him. Answer to that, sweet soldier ! surely, surely,
Jun. Walk afore;
[Erit. Out, you blind puppy! you coinmand? you go
Jun. Now, captain? vern?
Pet. You have oft told me, you have loved me, Dig for a groat a-day, or serve a swine-herd,
Junius. Too noble for thy nature too !-I must up;
Jun. Most sure I told you truth then. But what I shall do there, let time discover.
Pet. And that
Jun. It shall not.
Pet. Dare you swear it?
That have been ill, forgiven too; forget you. Macer. Hang it on the side of the rock, as Jun. What would this man have? ---By the though the Britons
gods, I do, sir, Stole hither to relieve himn : Who first ventures So it be fit to grant you, To fetch it off, is ours. I cannot see him.
Pct. 'Tis most honest.
on this way:
Jun. Why, then I'll do it.
Janius! Pet. Kill me.
I will live now. Jun. How!
Jun. By no means--woocd thy worth, Pet. Pray kill me.
Held thee by the chin up, as thou sunkest, and Jun. Kill you?
shewed thee Pet. Ay, kill me quickly, suddenly;
How honour held her arms out. Come, make Now kill me.
ready, Jun. On what reason? You amaze me! Since you will die an ass. Pet. If you do love me, kill me; ask me not Pet. Thou wilt not kill me? why:
Jun. By heaven, but I will, sir. I'll have no I would be killed, and by you.
man dangerous Jun. Mercy on me!
Live to destroy me afterward. Besides, you have What ails this man? Petillius!
gotten Pet. Pray you dispatch me;
Honour enough; let young men rise now. Nay, You are not safe, whilst I live: I am dangerous, I do perceive too by the general, (which is Troubled extremely, even to mischief, Junius, One main cause you shall dic, however he carAn enemy to all good men. Fear not; 'tis jus
Such a strong doting on you, that I fear I shall kill you else.
You shall command in chief'; how are we paid Jun. Tell me but the cause,
then ? And I will do it.
Come, if you'll pray, dispatch it. Pet. I am disgraced, my service
Pet. Is there no way?
Jun. Not any way to live.
Redeem myself at any price: Good Junius I dare not trust myself with : Prithee, kill me ! Let me but die upon the rock, but offer
Jun. All these may be redeemed as easily My life up like a soldier ! As you would heal your finger.
Jun. You will seck then Pet. Nay
To out-do every man.
Pet. Believe it, Junius,
As you are noble, and a soldier,
For ever these mad fancies? And do it handsomely,
Pet. Dare you trust me? Jun. Yes, I will kill you,
By all that is good and honestBelieve that certain; but first I'll lay before you Jun. There's your sword then; The most extreme fool you have played in this, And now, come on, a new man: Virtne guide The honour parposed for you, the great honour
(Ereunt. The general intended you. Pet. How?
Enter Caratach and Hengo, on the rock. Jun. And then I'll kill you,
Car. Courage, my boy! I have found meat: Because you shall die miserable. Know, sir,
Look, Hengo, The regiment was given me, but ’tıll time Look where some blessed Briton, to preserve thee, Called you to do some worthy deed, might stop Has hung a little food and drink: Cheer up, boy; The peoples' ill thoughts of you for lord Penius, Do not forsake me now ! I mean bis death. How soon this time's come to Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle, you,
I feel I cannot stay long; yet I'll fetch it, And hasted by Suetonius! Go, says he, To keep your noble life.' Uncle, I am heartJunius and Decius, and go thou, Petillius,
whole, (Distinctly, thou, Petillius) and draw up, And would live. To take stout Caratach; there's the deed pur- Car. Thou shalt, long, I hope. posed,
Hengo. But my head, uncle ! A decd to take off all faults, of all natures : Methinks the rock
round. And thou, Petillius, mark it! there's the honour; And that done, all made even.
Enter Macer and Judas. Pet. Stay!
Macer. Mark them well, Judas. Jun. No, I'll kill you.
Judas. Peace, as
Car. Of bells, boy? 'Tis thy fancy;
Alas, thy body's full of wind.
Hengo. Methinks, sir,
Fever or famine — I was born to die, sir. They ring a strange sad knell
, a preparation Car. But thus unblown, my boy? To some near funeral of state : Nay, weep 'not, Hengo. I go the straighter Mine own sweet uncle ! you will kill me sooner. My journey to the gods. Sure I shall know you, Car. Oh, my poor chicken!
When you come, uncle? Hengo. Fy! faint-hearted, uncle?
Car. Yes, boy. Come, tie me in your belt, and let me down. Hengo. And I hope Car. I'll go myself, boy.
We shall enjoy together that great blessedness, Hengo. No, as you love me, uncle !
You told me off. I will not eat it, if I do not fetch it;
Car. Most certain, child. Thre danger only I desire; pray tie me.
Hengo. I grow cold; Car. I will, and all my care hang over three! Mine eyes are going. Come, child,
Car. Lift them up ! My valiant child !
Hengo. Pray for me; Hengo. Let me down apace, uncle,
And, noble uncle, when my bones are ashes, shall see how like a daw I'll whip it Think of your little nephew! Mercy ! From all their policies; for 'tis most certain Car. Mercy! A Roman train : And you must hold me sure too. You blessed angels, take him! You'll spoil all else. When I have brought it, uncle, Hengo. Kiss me! so. We'll be as merry
(Dies. Car. Go, in the name of Heaven, boy!
Car. Farewell the hopes of Britain ! Hengo. Quick, quick, quick, uncle! I have it.Oh! Thou royal graft
, farewell for ever! Time and Car. What ail'st thou! [Judas shoots Hengo. death, Hengo. Oh, my best uncle, I am slain! You have done your worst. Fortune, now see,
Car. I see you, [Car. kills Judus with a stone. now proudly And heaven direct iny hand !-Destruction Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph: Look, Go with thy coward soul! How dost thou boy? Look what thou hast brought this land to. Oh, Oh, villain, pocky villain!
fair flower, Hengo. Oh, uncle, uncle,
How lovely yet thy ruins shew, how sweetly Oh, how it pricks me-am I preserved for this ?— Even death embraces thee! The peace of heaven, Extremely pricks me!
The fellowship of all great souls, be with thee! Car. Coward, rascal coward !
Enter PETILLIUS and Junius on the rock. Dogs eat thy flesh ! Hengo. Oh, I bleed hard; I faint too; out Ha! Dare ye, Romans ? Ye shall win me bravely.
Thou art mine!
[Fight. How sick I am! The lean rogue, uncle !
Jun. Not yet, sir. Car. Look, boy;
Car. Breathe ye, ye poor Romans, I have laid him sure enough.
And come up all, with all your antient valours ; Hengo. Have you knocked his brains out? Like a rough wind I'll shake your souls, and send Car. I warrant thee for stirring more : Cheer
themHengo. Hold my sides hard; stop, stop; oh, Enter SUETONIUS, and all the Roman captains. wretched fortune,
Suet. Yield thee, bold Caratach! By all the gods, Must we part thus ? Still I grow sicker, uncle. As I am soldier, as I envy thee,
Car. Heaven look upon this noble child ! I'll use thee like thyself, thou valiant Briton. Hengo. I once hoped
Pet. Brave soldier, yield, thou stock of arms I should have lived to have met these bloody and honour, Romans
Thou filler of the world with fame and glory! At my sword's point, to have revenged my father, Jun. Most worthy man, we'll woo thee, be To have beaten them. Oh, hold me hard ! But, thy prisoners. uncle
Suet. Excellent Briton, do me but that honour, Car. Thou shalt live still, I hope, boy. Shall I That more to me than conquest, that true happidraw it?
ness, Hengo. You draw away my soul, then; I To be my
friend! would live
Car. Oh, Romans, see what here is! A little longer, (spare me, Heavens !) but only Had this boy livedTo thank you for your tender love! Good uncle, Suet. For fame's sake, for thy sword's sake, Good noble uncle, weep not!
As thou desirest to build thy virtues greater ! Car. Oh, my chicken,
By all that's excellent in man, and honestMy dear boy, what shall I lose?
Car. I do believe. Ye've made me a brave foe; Hengo. Why, a child,
Make me a noble friend, and from your goodness, That must have died however; had this escaped me, Give this boy honourable earth to lie in! Vol. I.