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Its barren rocks, parch'd earth, and hills of sand,
Sem. If some penurious source by chance appear’d,
plain to Cæsar, You could not undergo the toil of war, Nor bear the hardships that your ļeader bore.
Luc. See, Cato, see the unhappy men; they weep! Fear and remorse, and sorrow for their crime, Appear in ev'ry look, and plead for mercy.
Cato. Learn to he honest men, give up your leaders, And pardon shall descend on all the rest.
Sem. Cato, commit these wretches to my care :
When they look up and see their fellow-traitors Stuck on a fork, and black’ning in the sun. “ Luc. Sempronius, why, why wilt thou urge the
fate « Of wretched men?
“ Sem. How! wouldst thou clear rebellion ? “ Lucius (good man) pities the poor offenders “ That would imbrue their hands in Cato's blood.”
Cato. Forbear, Sempronius !-see they suffer death, But in their deaths remember they are men; Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous. Lucius, the base degen’rate age requires Severity, and justice in its rigour: This awes an impious, bold, offending world, Commands obedience, and gives force to laws. When by just vengeance guilty mortals perish, The gods behold the punishment with pleasure, And lay th' uplifted thunderbolt aside.
Sem. Cato, I execute thy will with pleasure.
Cato. Mean-while we'll sacrifice to Liberty,
Exeunt Cato, &c. 1 Lead. Sempronius, you have acted like yourself. One would have thought you had been half in earnest. Sem. Villain, stand off, base, grov'ling, worthless
wretches, Mongrels in faction, poor faint-hearted traitors!
2 Lead. Nay, now you carry it too far, Sempronius; Throw off the mask, there are none here but friends.
Sem. Know, villains, when such paltry slaves pre
To mix in treason, if the plot succeeds,
1 Lead. Nay, since it comes to this
tongues, Lest with their dying breath they sow sedition.
[Exeunt guards, with their leaders.
Enter SYPHAX. Syph. Our first design, my friend, has prov'd abor.
tive: Still there remains an after-game to play; My troops are mounted; their Numidian steeds Snuff up the wind, and long to scour the desert : Let but Sempronius head us in our light, We'll force the gate where Marcus keeps his guard, And hew down all that would oppose our passage. A day will bring us into Cæsar's camp.
Sem. Confusion! I have fail'd of half my purpose : Marcia, the charming Marcia's left behind!
Syph. How! will Sempronius turn a woman's slave?
Sem. Think not thy friend can ever feel the soft Unmanly warmth and tenderness of love. Syphax, I long to clasp that haughty maid, And bend her stubborn virtue to my passion : When I have gone thus far, I'd cast her off. Syph. Well said! that's spoken like thyself, Sem.
pronius. What hinders, then, but that thou find her out, And hurry her away by manly force.
Sem. But how to gain admission ? For access Is given to none but Juba, and her brothers. Syph. Thou shalt have Juba's dress, and Juba's
guards, The doors will open when Numidia's prince Seems to appear before the slaves that watch them.
Sem. Heav'ns, what a thought is there! Marcia's
How will my bosom swell with anxious joy,
ACT IV. SCENE I.
Enter LUCIA and MARCIA.
Mar. Oh, Lucia, Lucia, might my big swoln heart,
Luc. I know thou'rt doom'd alike to be belov'd By Juba, and thy father's friend, Sempronius : But which of these has power to charm like Portius !
Mar. Still I must beg thee not to name Sempronius, Lucia, I like not that loud boist'rous man; Juba, to all the brav'ry of a hero, Adds softest love, and more than female sweetness; Juba might make the proudest of our sex, Any of woman kind, but Marcia, happy. Luc. And why not Marcia i Come, you strive in
vain To hide your thoughts from one who knows too well The inward glowings of a heart in love.
Mar. While Cato lives, his daughter has no right To love or hate, but as his choice directs.
Luc. But should this father give you to Sempronius? Mar. I dare not think he will: but if he should