To Power Almighty, thou hast done enough : Impatience. HI! rid me of this torture, quickly there, But now stream'd like a bath, with her thick breath, She has let fall. T Melancholy. HERE is a stupid weight upon my senses; Would it were death, as sure 'tis wond'rous like it ; H Remorse and Despair. ENCEFORTH, let no man trust the first false Consummate horror! guilt beyond a name! Eternal darkness close the world's wide scene-- Distraction. MERCY! I know it not for I am miserable, I'll give thee misery-for here she dwells, This is her house-where the sun never dawns; The bird of night sits screaming o'er the roof, Grim spectres sweep along the horrid gloom; And nought is heard, but wailings and lamenting. step Hark! something cracks above! It shakes!-it totters! Away I go I fly:-I follow thee: MY Gratitude. Y father-Oh! let me unlade my breast; This wond'rous goodness stirs. But, 'tis impossible, EWARD him for the noble deed, just Heaven! Commanding. SILENCE, ye winds! That make outrageous war upon the ocean: And thou, old ocean! lull thy boist'rous waves. And thou, profoundest hell! whose dreadful sway, Hear, hear my powerful voice, through all thy regions; A Courage. GENEROUS few, the vet'ran hardy gleanings, Heroic fire, inspirited each other; Resolv'd on death; disdaining to survive Had moved them all, around their heads they flash'd Their flaming faulchions-" Lead us to those Danes ; "Our country!-Vengeance !"-was the general cry. Boasting. WILL tell you, Sir, by the way of private, and under seal I am a gentleman; and live here, obscure, and to myself; but, were I known to his majesty, and the lords, observe me, I would undertake upon this poor head and life, for the public benefit of the state, not only to spare the entire lives of his subjects in general, but to save the one half, nay three parts of his yearly charge, in holding war, and against what enemy soever. And how could I do it, think you? Why thus Sir. I would select nineteen more to myself, throughout the land; gentlemen they should be; of good spirit, strong and able constitution. I would choose them by an instinct that I have. And I would teach these nineteen the special rules, as your Punto, your Reverso, your Imbrocata, your Passada, your Montonto; till they could play very near, or altogether, as well as myself. This done, say the enemy were forty thousand strong. We twenty, would come into the field the tenth of March or thereabouts; and we would challenge twenty of the enemy; they could not, in their honour refuse us. Well, we would kill them; challenge twenty more e-kill them; twenty more-kill them; twenty more—kill them too. And thus, would we kill, every man, his twenty a day; that's twenty score; twenty score-that's two hundred: two hundred a day; five days, a thousand: forty thousandforty times five-five times forty-two hundred days kill them all up by computation. And this I will venture my poor gentleman-like carcass to perform (provided there be no treason practised upon) by fair and discrete manhood; that is, civilly by the sword. L ET me think Perplexity. What can this mean?-Is it to me aversion ? Ila! yes-perhaps the king, the young count Tancred ? That cannot be-Has he not given his hand, In the most solemn manner, to Constantia ? No-if they lov'd, and this old statesman knew it, O! 'tis a glorious bribe; too much for man; Suspicion. WOULD he were fatter-but I fear him not. Yes, if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid, He loves no plays: he hears no music. DIALOGUES. The Quarrel of Brutus and Cassius. Cas. HAT you have wrong'd me doth appear in this, THAT have wind and noted Lucius Pella, ; For taking bribes here of the Sardians Bru. You wrong'd yourself to write in such a case. Cas. I an itching palm ? You know that you are Brutus that speak, this Bru. The name of Cassius honours this corruption, Cas. Chastisement? Bru. Remember March, the ides of March remember Did not great Julius bleed for justice sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with these bribes ? Cas. Brutus, bay not me, I'll not endure it; you forget yourself, Bru. Go to; you are not, Cassius. Bru. I say you are not. Cas. Urge me no more, I shall forget myselfHave mind upon your health,-tempt me no further. Bru. Away-slight man? Cas. Is it possible? Bru. Hear me, for I will speak, Must I give way and room to your rash choler? Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? Cas. Must I endure all this? Bru. All this! aye more. Fret till your proud heart breaks, Go tell your servants how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Cas. Is it come to this? Bru. You say, you are a better soldier; Let it appear so? Make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well. For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way-you wrong me, Brutus. I said an elder soldier, not a better; Cas. When Cæsar liv'd he durst not thus have mov'd me. Cas. I durst not? Bru. No. Cas. What! durst not tempt him? Bru. For your life you durst not. Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love; I may do what I shall be sorry for. |