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Enter CESAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MECÆNAS, | With one that I have bred 3 The gods ! It emites: make

SELKUCUS, and Attendants. gibbet, Ces. Which is the queen

Beneath the fall I have. Prøytbee, go hence ; of Egypt !

(TO SEL EUCÚS. Dol. 'Tis the emperor, madam.

Or 1 sball show the cinders of my spirits than you should

(CLEOPATRA kneels. Through the ashes of my chance :-Wert thou a Ces. Arise :

You shall not kneel :

Thou would'st have mercy on me.
I pray you, rise : rise, Egypt.

Ces. Forbear, Seleucus.
Cleo. Sir, the gods

[Exit SELBUCUS. Charmant Will have it tbus; my master and my lord

Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, arc I the con I mast obey.

misthought Ces. Take to you no hard thoughts :

For things that others do ; and, when we fall, The record of what injuries you did us,

We answer others' merits in our naines, Je to ber

Though written in our fesh, we shall remember Are therefore to be pitied. mall please As things but done by chance.

Ces. Cleopatra,
Cleo. Sole Sir o'the world,

Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknow.
I cannot project. mine own canse so well

ledg'a, To make it clear ; but to confess, I have

Pat we i'the roll of conquest : still be it yours,
Been laden with like frailties, which before

Bestow it at your pleasure, and believe,
Have often sham'd our sex.

Cesar's no merchant, to make prize with you
Ces. Cleopatra, know,

of things that inerchants sold. Therefore be We will extenuate rather than enforce :

cheer'd ; If you apply yourself to our intents,

Make not your thoughts your prisons : no, dear (Which towards you are most gentie,) you shall

queen ;

For we intend so to dispose you, as
A benefit in this change : but if you seek

Yourself shall give us connsel. Feed, and sleep :
To lay on me a cruelty, by taking

Our care and pity is so much upon you,
Antony's course, you shall bereave yourself

That we remain your friend ; And so adieu.
of my good purposes, and put your children

Cleo. My master, and my lord !
7o. that destruction which i'll guard them from, Ces. Not so : Adieu.
If thereon you rely. I'll take my leave.

Ereunt CESAR, and his Train.
Cleo. And may, through all the world : "tis

Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that yours : and we

I should not Your 'ecutcheons, and your signs of conquest, Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian. shall (lord.

[Whispers CHARMIAN. Hang in what place you please. Here, my good and we are for the dark.

Iras. Finish, good lady: the bright day is done,
Ces. You shall advise me in all for Cleopatra.
Cleo. This is the brief of money, plate, and

Cleo. Hie thee again :

I have spoke already, and it is provided :
I am possess'd of : 'tis exactly valued ;

Go, put it to the baste.
Not petty things admitted. Where's Seleucus ?

Char. Madain, I will.
Sel. Here, madam.

Cleo. This is my treasurer : let him speak, my

Dol. Where is the queen
Upon his peril, that I have reserv'd

Char. Bekold, Sir.
To myself nothing. Speak the truth, Seleucus.

(Eixt CHARMIAN. Sel. Madam,

Cleo. Dolabella?
I had rather seelt my lips, than, to my peril,

Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your com-
Speak that wbich is not.

mand, Cleo. What have I kept back ?

Which my love makes religion to obey,
Sel. Enough to purchase what you have made 1 tell you this : Cesar through Syria

Intends his journey; and, within three days,
Ces. Nay, blush not, Cleopatra ; I approve

You with your children will he send before :
Your wisdom in the deed.

Make your best use of this : I have perform'd

Your pleasure, and my promise,
Cles. See, Cesar ! O behold

Cleo. Dolabella,

pomp is follow'd I mine will now be yours ;
And, should we shift estates, yours would be 1 shall remain your debtor.

Dol. I your servant.

Adieu, good queen ; I must attend on Cesar.
The ingratitude of this Selencus does

Cleo. Farewell, and tbanks.
Even make me wild :-0 slave, of no more trust

(Erit Dol.
Than love that's hird !--What, goest thou

Now, Iras, what think'st thou ?
back 1thou shalt
Go back, I warrant thee; but I'll catch thine eyes, Thou, an Egyptian puppet, shalt be shown
Though they had wings : Slave, soulless villain, in Rome, as well as 1: mechanic


With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall

Uplift us to the view ; in their thick breaths,
O rarely 1 base !

Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
Ces. Good queen, let us entreat you.
Cleo. O Cesar, what a wounding shame is And forc d to drink their vapour.

Iras. The gods forbid !

Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras : Sancy
That thou, vouchsafing here to visit me,

lictors +

Doing the honour of thy lordliness
To one so meek, that mine own servant should / Will catch at us, like strumpets ! and scala Thy

Ballad us out o'tune : the quick comedians
Parcel the sum of my disgraces by

Extemporally will stage us, and present
Additiou of his envy ! Say, good Cesar,

Our Alexandrian revels : Antony
That I some lady trifles have reserv'd,

Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see
Immoment toys, things of such dignity

Some squeaking Cleopatra buy ý my greatness
As we greet modern friends withal ; and say,

l'the posture of a whore.
Some nobler token I have kept apart

Iras. O the good gods !
For Livia and Octavia, to induce
Their mediation ; must be unfolded


Female cbaracters
+ Sew up.

Auld to

1 Common.

• Sister

this ;

Cleo. Nay, that is certain.

• Merits or demerits.
A term of contempt.

were played by boys

Cevar's wife and

Iras. I'll never for it; for, I am sure, my f Immortal longings in me : Now no more nails

The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this Are stronger than mine eyes.

lip :-Cleo. Wby that's the way

Yare, yare, • good Iras; quick.—Methinks, I To fool their preparation, and to conqner

Their most absurd intents.--Now, Charınian - Antony call; I see him rouse himself

To praise my noble act; I hear h’m mock

The luck of Cesar, which the gods give men Show me, my women, like a queen ;-Go fetch To excuse their after wrath : Husband, I come: My best attires ;-1 am again for Cydnus, Now to that name my courage prove my title ! To meet Mark Antony :

-Sirrah, Iras, go. I am fire, and air ; my other elements Now, noble Charmian, we'll despatch indeed : I give to baser life. -So,-have you done? And, when thou hast done tbis chare, I'll give Come then, and take the last warmth of my thee leave

lips. To play till doomsday.-Bring our crown and all. Farwell, kind Charmian ;-Iras, long farewell. Wherefore's this noise ?

(Kisses them. IRAs julls und dies. [Erit Iras. A Noise within. Have I the aspic in my lips ? + Dost fall?

If thou and nature can so gentiy part,
Enter one of the Guard.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,
Guard. Here is a rural fellow,

Which hurts and is desir'd. Dost thou lie still i That will not be denied your highness' pre- If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world sence :

It is not worth leave-taking. He brings you figs.

Char. Dissolve, thick cloud and rain; that I Cleo. Let him come in. How poor an instru

may say ment

(Erit GUARD. The gods themselves do weep! May do a uoble deed ! he brings me liberty. Cleo. This proves me base : My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing

If she first meet the curled Antony, of woman in me: Now from head to foot He'll make demand of her; and spend that I am mart constant ; now the feeting moon

kiss, No planet is of miue.

Which is my heaven to bave. Come, mortal

wretch, Re-enter GUARD, with a Clown bringing a

[To the Asp, which she applies to her Basket.

Breast. Guard. This is the man.

With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Cleo. Avoid, and leave him.

of life at once untie : poor venomous fool,

(Exit GUARD. Be angry, and despatch. Oh! could'st thon Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there,

speak ! That kills and pains not!

That I might hear thee call great Cesar, Ass Cloun. Truly I have him : but I would not be Unpolicied ! i the party that should desire you to touch him, Char. O eastern star! for his biting is imimortal : those that do die of

Cleo. Peace, peace! it, do seldom or never recover.

Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, Cleo. Remembers't thou any that have died That sucks the nurse asleep ? ou't i

Char, o break ! o break! Clown. Very many, men and women ton. I Cleo. As sweet as balm, 18 soft as air, as heard of one of them no longer than yesterday

gentle,-a very honest woman, but something given to O Antony !- Nay, I will take thee too :lie as a woman should not do, but in the way

(Applying another Asp to her Arm. of honesty-how she died of the biting of it, What should I staywhat pain she felt,-Truly, she makes a very

(Falls on a Bed and Dies. good report o'the worm : But be that will be. Char. In this wild worlu ?-So fare thee lieve all that they say, shall never be saved by

well. balf that they do : But this is most fallible, the Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies worm's an odd worm.

A lass unparallel'd.-Downy windows, close ; Cleo. Get thee hence : farewell.

And golden Phæbus never be beheld Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm.

of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; Cleo. Farewell.

I'll mend it, and then play. I (CLOWN sets down the Basket. Clown. You must think tbis, look you, that

Enter the GUARD, rushing in. the worm will do his kind.

1 Guard. Where is the queen ? Cleo. Ay, ay ; farewell.

Char. Speak softly, wake her not. Cloun. Look you, the worm is not to be 1 Guurd. Cesar hath senttrusted, but in the keeping of wise people ; for, Char. Too slow a messenger. indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.

[Applies the Asp. Cleo. Take thou no care: it shall be heeded.

O come ; apace, despatch: I partly feel thee. Clown. Very good : give it nothing, I pray i Guard. Approach, bo ! All's not well : Ce. you, for it is not worth the feeding.

sar's beguilld. Cleo. Will it eat me?

2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Ce. Clown. You must not think I am so 'simple,

sar:-call him. but I know the devil hiniself will not eat a 1 Guard. What work is here !--Charmian, is woman: I know that a woman is a dish for the

this well done ? gods, if the devil dress her not. But, truly, Char. It is well done, and fitting for a prin. these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women ; for in every ten that tbey Descended of so many royal kings. make, the devils mar five.

Ah, soldier! Cleo. Well, get thee gone : farewell.

(Dies. Cloun. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy of the worm.


Enter DOLABELLA. Re-enter Iras, with a Robe, Croun, fc.

Dol. How goes it here?

2 Guard. All dead.
Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I

• Make haste.
+ Are my lips already poisoued by the aspic?

* An ass without common policy, thus to leave me te • Serpent. | Act arcording to his nature. myself,

Play my part in this tragedy.


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Dol. Cesar, thy thoughts

As she would catch another Antony
Touch their effects in this : Thyself art coming In her strong toil of grace.
To see perform'd the dreaded act, which thou Dol. Here, on her breast,
So sought'st to hinder.

There is a vent of blood, and something blown,
Within. A way there, way for Cesar !

The like is on her arm.

1 Guard. This is an aspic's trail : and these Enter Cesar, and Attendants.

Dol. O Sir, you are too sure an augurer ; Have slime upon them, such as the aspic leaves
That you did fear, is done.

Upon the caves of Nile.
Ces. Bravest at the last :

Ces. Most probable,
She levellid at our purposes, and, being royal, That so she died; for her physician tells me,
Took her own way. The manner of their deaths ? She had pursu'd conclusions i infinite
I do not see them bleed.

of easy ways to die. Take up her bed;
Dol, who was last with then ?

And bear her women from the monument :
1 Guard. A simple countryman, that brought She shall be buried by her Antony :
her figs :

No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
This was his basket.

A pair so famous. High events as these
Ces. Poison'd then.

Strike those that make them, and their story is 1 Guard. O Cesar,

No less in pity, than his glory, which
This Charmian lived' but now; she stood, and Brought them to be lamented. Our army shall,
spake :

In solemn show, attend the funeral ;
I found her trimming up the diadem

And then to Rome.-Come, Dolabella, see
On her dead mistress ; tremblingly she stood, High order in this great solemnity.
And on the sudden dropp’d.

Ca. O noble weakness!
If they had swallow'd poison, 'twonld appear

• Some part of the flesh puffed. By external swelling; but she looks like sleep,

+ Tried experiments.

* Enfold.

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LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. AS it is intended, in the present collection of Shakspeare's Dramatic Works, to present in regular succession all

sach as have the scenery, characters, or manners, drawn from the same country, the sanguinary and disgusting Tragedy of Titus Andronicus is placed in immediate sequence to those that are essentially of Roman origin. The events, however, are not of historical occurrence, but were probably borrowed from an old ballad en tered on the books of the Scationers' Company in the year 1593, about which period it may also have beea written. Its identity, however, as one of Shakspeare's productions, rests on a very doubtful foundation. Dr. Percy supposes it only to have been corrected and re-touched by uim; but, says Dr. Jobnson, “ I do not find his touches very discernible." It is devoid of any striking sentiment-- it has none of the philosophic stateliness which generally distinguishes his plays---the anachronisms are gross---the language throughout is as tumid and laboured as the plot is horrid and unnatural ;---and the only approach to energy discernible in the play, occurs in the scene between Aaron, the nurse, and Demetrius. Indeed, there is internal evidence enough (in the versification, the character of the composition, the total difference of conduct, langnage, and sentiment, and also in its resemblance to several dramas of much more ancient date) to prore, with irresistible force, that it has been erroneously ascribed to Shakspeare. Dr. Johnson says, “ All the editors and cri. tics agree with Mr. Theobald in supposing this play spurious. I see no reason for differing from then ; for the colour of the style is wholly different from that of the other play, and there is an attempt at regular versification and artificial closes, not always inelegant, yet seldom pleasing. The barbarity of the spectacle, and the general massacre which are here exhibited, can searcely be conceived tolerable to any audience ; yet we are told by Jonson, that they were not only borne but applauded. That Shakspeare wrote any part, theagh Theobald declares it incontestible, I see no reason for believing."

SATURNINUS, Son to the late Emperor of Rome, Æmilits, a noble Roman.

and afterwards declared Emperor ALARBUS,

CHIRON, Sons to Tamora.
BASSIANUS, Brother to Saturninus: in love DEMETRIUS,
with Lavinia.

AARON, a Moor, beloved by Tamora. Titus ANDRONICUS, a noble Roman, General A CAPTAIN,TRIBUNE,MESSENGER, and CLOWN; against the Goths.

Romans. MARCOS ANDRONICUS, Tribune of the People ; Goths and Romans.

and Brother to Titus. Lucius,

TAMORA, Queen of the Goths.
Sons to Titus Andronicus.

LAVINIA, Daughter to Titus Andronicus. Martius,

A NURSE, and A BLACK CHILD. MUTIUS, Young Lucius, a Boy, Son to Lucius. Kinsmen of Titus, Senators, Tribunes, OffiPUBLIUS, Son to Marcus the Tribune.

cers, Soldiers, and Attendants. SCENB: Rome, and the Country near it.


Keep then this passage to the Capitol :

And suffer not disbonour to approach SCENE I.-Rome. Before the Capitol. The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate, The tomb of the ANDRONICI appearing; the But let desert in pure election shine ;

To justice, continence, and nobility : TRIBUNES and SENATORS alojt, as in the And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice. Senate. Enter, below, SATURNINUS and his Followers, on one side ; and BASSIANUS Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS, aloft, with the and his Followers on the other; with Drum

Crown. and Colours.

Mar. Princes, that strive by factions and by Sat. Noble patricians, patrons of my right,

friends, Defend the justice of my cause with arms; Ambitiously for rule and empery,And, countrymen, my loving followers,

Know, that the people of Rome, for whom we Plead my successive title with your swords:

stand I am his first-born son, that was the last

A special party, bave, by their common voice, That wore the imperial diadem of Rome, In election for the Roman empery, Then let my father's honours live in me, Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius Nor wrong mine age with this indignity, For many good and great deserts to Rome; Bas. Romans,-friends, followers, favourers of A nobler man, a braver warrior, of my right,

Lives pot this day witbin the city walls : If ever Bassianus, Cesar's son,

He by the sepate is accited • hoine, Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome, From weary wars against the barbarous Goths, • My title to the succession.

• Summoned.

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Thai, with his sons, a terror to our foes, To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx |--
Hath yok'd a nation strong, train'd up in arms. Make way to lay them by their brethren.
Ten years are spent, since first he undertook

(The Tomb is opened.
This cause of Rome, and chastised with arms There greet in silence, as the dead are wont,
Our enemies' pride : Five times be hath returu'd And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars!
Bleeding to Rome, bearing kis valiant sous O sacred receptacle of my joys,
In coffins from the field ;

Sweet cell of virtue and nobility,
And now, at last, laden with honour's spoils, How many sons of mine bast thou in store,
Returns the good Andronicus to Rome,

That thou wilt never render to me more!
Renowued Titus, flourishing in arms.

Luc. Give us the proudest prisouer of the
Let us entreat,By bonour of his name,

Whom, worthily, you would have now succeed, That we may hew his linubs, and, on a pile
And in the Capitol and sevate's right.

Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his fesh,
Whom you pretend to honour and adore, Before this earthly prison of their bones:
That you withdraw you, and abate your strength : That so the shadows be not onappeasid,
Dismiss your followers, and, as snitors should, Nor we disturbid with prodigies on earth.
Plead your deserts in peace and humbleness. Tit. I give him you ; the noblest that survives,
Sat. How fair the tribune speaks to calm my The eldest son of this distressed queen.

Tam. Stay, Roman brethren-Gracious con-
Bas. Marcus Andronicus, so I do affy

In thy nprightness and integrity,

Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed,
And so I love and bonour thee and thine, A mother's tears in passion for ber son;
Thy nobler brother Titus, and his sons,

And, if thy sons were ever dear to thee,
And ber, to whom my thoughts are huinbled all, Oh! think my son to be as dear to me.
Gracious Lavinia, Rome's rich ornament,

Sufficeth not, that we are brought to Rome
That I will here dismiss my loving friends, To beautify ily triumphs, and return,
And to my fortunes, and the people's favour, Captive to thee, and to thy Roman yoke ;
Cominit my cause in balance to be weigh'd. But must my sons be slaughter'd in the streets,

(Ereunt the followers of BASSIANUS. For valiant doings in their country's cause?
Sat. Friends, that bave been thus forward in oh! if to fight for king and common weat
my right,

Were piety in thine, it is in these.
I thank you all, and here dismiss yon all ; Andronicus, stain not thy tomb with blood :
And to the love and favour of my country

Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods,
Commit myself, my person, and my cause. Draw near them then in being merciful:

(Ereunt the followers of SATURNINUS. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge
Rome, be as just and gracious unto me,

Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.
As I am contident and kiud to thee.

Tit. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.
Open the gates, and let me in.

These are their brethren, whom you Goths be-
Bas. Tribunes ! and me, a poor competitor.

(815. and Bas. go into the Capitol, and ex. Alive and dead ; and, for their brethren slain,
tunt with Senators, MARCUS, fc. Religiously they ask a sacrifice :

To this your son is mark'd ; and die he must,
SCENE II. The same.

To appease their groaning shadows that are gone.

Luc. Away with him! and make a
Enter a CAPTAIN, and others.

straight :
Cup. Romans, make way-The good Andro- And with your swords, upon a pile of wood,

Let's hew his limbs, till they be clean consumid
Patrou of rirtne, Rome's best champion,

Successful in the battles that he fights,

With bonour and with fortune is returnd,

Tam. O cruel, irreligious piety!
From where he circunscribed with his sword, Chi. Was ever Scythia hali so barbarous ?
And brought to yoke, the enemies of Rome. Dem. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Romer

Alarbus goes to rest ; and we survive
Flourish of Trumpets, &c. Enter Mutius and To tremble under Titus' threatening look.
MARTIUS : after them, two Men bearing a Then, inadain, stand resolv'd: but hope withal,
Cefin covered with black; then QUINTUS The self-same gods, that arm'd the queen of Troy
and Lucius. Ajter them, Titus ANDRONI. With opportunity of sharp revenge
cos; and then TAMORA, with ALARBUS, CHI Upon the Thracian tyrant in his tent,
Box, DEMETRIUS, Aaron, and other Goths, May favour Tamora, the queen of Goth,
prisoners; Soldiers and People following: (when Goths were Goths, and Tamora was
The Bearers set down the Cojin, and Titus queen,)

To quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes.
79. Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning

Re-enter Lucius, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and

MUTIC's, with their Swords bloody.
10, as the bark that hath discharged her fraught,
Retarus with precious lading to the bay,

Luc. See, lord and father, how we have per.

Proin whence at first she weigh'd her anchorage,

Our Roman rites : Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd
Correth Andronicus, bound with laurel bouglis,

And entrails feed the sacrificing fire,
To re-salute his country with his tears ;

Whose smoke, like jucense, doth perfume the sky.
Teans of true joy for his return to Rome.-

Remaineth nought, but to inter our brethren, Thoa great defender of this Capitol,

And with loud 'larums welcome them to Ruine. Stand gracious to the rights that we intend !

Tit. Let it be so, and let Audronicus Romans, of five and twenty valiant solls,

Make this his latest farewell to their sonls. Half of the number that king Priam had,

[Trumpets sounded, and the Collins laid Bebold the poor remains, alive, and dead!

in the Tomb. These , that survive, let Rome reward with love :

In peace and honour rest you here, my sons.
Teese, that I bring into their latest home,

Rome's readiest champions, repose yon here,
With burial amongst their ancestors :
Here Goths have given me leave to sheath my Secure from worldly chances and mishaps !

Here lurks no treason, bere no ency swells,

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Here grow no damned grudges,' bere are no

, nnkind, and careless of thine own, Wby suffer’st thou thy sons, unburied yet,

M • Confide.


* It was supposed that the ghosts of wuburied people appeared to solicit the rights of funeral,

+ Freight Jupiter, to whom the Capitol was sacrcil.

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