whilome liv'd

ath, now dead,

you to pity

e the same, do

end[7] your love

earl doth als

orthy knights w

uth that lodged

ove, not his

h as triumph

pardon of his

ds desires i

lood he warne

rs, that they

wels where the

messengers, b

fs to pity all

es (although th

accept our h

e with prayer

all unworthy

S PERSO

PI

D, the

the King's

E, her

, Count

Captain of

ord Cham

GA

USES

OF THE TR

Prince of Sal

ghter (wonde

loves the Cou

uites her likin

a cane descr

meetings in a

rtune leadeth

py sight, whe

rl he doometh

daughter with h

s the goblet

oison which sh

es, whose dead

father, that

AME, MORE AT LAR

cended (for the conveyance of her lover), her father in the mean season (whose only joy was in his daughter) came to her chamber, and not finding her there, supposing her to have been walked abroad for her[15] disport, he threw him down on her bed, and covered his head with a curtain, minding to abide and rest there till her return. She, nothing suspecting this her father's unseasonable coming, brought up her lover out of the cave into her chamber, where her father espied their secret love: and he (not espied of them) was upon this sight stricken with marvellous grief; but either for that the sudden despite had amazed him, and taken from him all use of speech, or for that he resolved himself to a more convenient revenge, he then spake nothing, but noted their r

o in Actum

of honour with a covered goddard of gold, and, drawing the curtains, she offereth unto Gismunda to taste thereof; which wh

io in Act

munda, hand in hand; Julio and Lucrece, Renuchio and another maiden of honour. The measures trod,

io in Act

d lies down upon her bed; then from under the stage ascendeth Guiscard, and he helpeth up Gismunda: they amorously embrace and dep

io in Act

rd from under the stage; then after Guiscard had kindly taken leave of them all, a strangling-cord was fastened about his neck, and he haled forth by them

AND GISM

., SC

age, in a blue twist of silk, from his left hand, Vain Hope, Brittle Joy: and wit

my chariot on th

pe appear unto

ot cloth'd but

God of Love, wh

wide world and l

ars Vain Hope, sh

emblance, lov

holds Repentan

blood, and pain

brosia is n

t my drink:

s: I drink the

he heart[22] wi

er in heaven and

l my piercing f

[23] my wonders

hroughout the wor

of gods and m

the Greekish

go glowing throu

Juno should t

ht, the sun's r

alths, the sla

'd,[27] we[28] lis

more we for

hath not subdu'

not, his fur

ods record, be

pp'd in Vulcan'

h yet hath not

d the fall an

Troy, of Asi

, and levell'd[

ander with hi

s to cut the

e, that lay in

rts to me shall

ch'd the huge Alci

] what force mig

who overca

re with greate

conquered the g

aided by

stol'n fair Hel

ve that bold'n

ture, what rest

wer? I vouch t

5] that with sham

e, still weepeth

world not seei

ofs of our all-d

ame, and seeke

coff, and sham

astard, and

taff, a whip t

k of love, a

honours now t

c'd to raise a

age mine a

ts intending

arth in wrath

ce such wonders

stubborn and d

ars and humbl

nt by sight of

y palace wil

lame the fair

her secret

e that she shall

tance, thou sh

out my pale, d

blance, foremost

oy: myself wil

comes Death a

arch, till we r

still, and here

that at last w

t, and say tha

orld, Love it a

in entereth into KI

., SC

ple cometh out

ur maids that

unsteadfast state

world, leans to

his flattering b

pe, it falle

iss that late

ll, with one

w into so de

to know the wor

t nor princely

ce, that slays

the wretch:

ne for worth

d! what well of

reams of my fo

th, as thy deat

want in full

n, and all ye hea

e procure you

with vast huge

t, and over-v

ce of mine wa

fury should o

man with such

y hath the heav

lorious virtu

manhood migh

ods no longer

be excelled

surpass'd the

nour all the wo

ve, oh! whithe

host doth ho

thy heart, t

, would fain dis

ile, I may p

be disburden'd

arge the duty

only in this

ath her fanc

pt of these ou

maidens I sh

ngs to cheer o

f praises of

nta

ntio nondum

, SCE

the King cometh out of h

ter, I have sought

orrows of thy

thou torment t

s to see thy

aints, that know

se the floods

rld knows well t

ght, that did

est, could not h

ou provoke the h

eath was date

that may with

nts small good t

me, more hur

ure greatest

not of the date

pril of her s

was my cr

t the pleasan

er knows the proof

vens do guide t

ch no farther f

oil they do mai

the stars, and va

ven, that in the

ealth and welf

my joy, set all

art with hard

ience should pro

e of hap may cheer

tears may count

o, but still hi

solace of my

nt the wonted

and of my wrea

ve, my life, m

all the fuln

the first-fru

comfort of

orrows could f

ow my joys for

e the horror

eems in darkn

easures of the

n avails thee fru

hom the heaven

th thy husban

ar'd thy kingl

ife to thee

d as husband

ve to ease thy

ant is cause o

refore all these

lossoms of thy

these tears love c

n saith thou shoul

unerals are yet

ss moans princes

tle pines in loss

o continues po

an forget a jew

hath learn'd to

k, what time do

s, to bear the

plenteous a

hat increase

eason can re

care nor fa

ormy combats o

eet remembranc

leave: of p

I shall alla

olitary walks th

casions to thy

fore thou kee

aidens with t

h us. Virgins, wi

A, with the guard, d

tay behind, as Cho

rse haps which alw

r, our woes so

this, and da

on which our s

pleasures here

happy life wil

how death wit

shall think his

rveth to red

ld preserve, o

d, whose twelve

e, and yet his

ng,[49] that with

ghty Persian

ell our life i

eck'd with hon

rows to-day in fa

sun and with t

e hand, it with

ys, even as th

reeks, that u

iege, left but t

did so long

s,[50] found ther

elf, that whilo

ld, and vanquis

not remove t

m that stretch'd

hat the cruel sis

r himself ca

e ladies of

th what is co

that ends thi

th: who is no

, nor feel the

stain in wo

les who, when s

el, and brings t

s, what she ha

can advance

51] (unquiet

y, and flowe

ange plucks dow

joy with inte

es below, and feel

mes on highest

inds, wherewith

rn, his life is

tune scorn, th

well pleas'd w

her sweets, nor

ntented in h

these worldly th

himself, and

n, that in thei

ddess, place

t ROD

S AC

I, SC

A AND L

nt, my sole compa

tner of my tho

lf I weigh my

with my for

cares afresh

t, as when the

ebus are sudd

ds, that dim hi

I, laid in my

ence of the

ught the fleetin

th, how soon hi

past may neve

ay the running

lls, when they

es. There is n

wer: no, not t

lying time, n

t: all things

d yield unto

e." This in t

how soon my y

how swift my

e,-this, this, a

me sadly[53]

eart in pensive

d my springing

uth fruitless

I? or where

nature deck'd m

sted these de

sweets of H

oth, dear aun

e, can thus c

ars: my father

nings, which ha

too long. The

ed of his pr

with the pleas

my fortune

I so long shou

one in wofu

l mine aunt? Co

and: By thine

eart my counse

en, and seeing

ght, I will n

earl, a count

duty force

ay these fon

hem unto my

aunt, this is m

nd at such un

ingly father

m, that I mus

, I would co

ancies to his

t, endure the

lence doubleth

ious thoughts 't

into sundr

aunt, this labou

d my father'

w your wisdom

oth allay my s

o quiet my

this, good niece,

ive what su

reast, which oft

ance confuse

reof since I p

ct of this yo

re of fleeting

sight such sor

nd, and prom

matter, and im

ther, and to

onour shall no

tisfied of

rther grieve

ber. I shall t

l shortly tr

ught, and what

e you to the for

teth into her c

on the

ns, I hope, will f

l not impute

her will shou

ng is all my

r new marriage

ove him: and I

vening in the p

ait attending

I., S

out of his pala

IN, JULIO, the L

n of his guard,

all our hounds; lo

e[ce], what's th

I always have e

service, such

se to honour

bounden du

y most humb

ears to under

niece, yo

. What

l? Enjoys she

ase me of this

my lord, and hath

anger of her

iet of her p

me; what afflic

n the princess hat

eased husban

e, and very w

clos'd togeth

nature, kindne

ves, so livin

as our tender

th'impressi

t my niece wa

carved from

dness we ought

incely heart and

in the chiefes

ce to feed on

ls that age, wh

nature binde

years and caref

are above thei

cause, dread

. Siste

or ought res

d the welfare

e[55] no farther

wounds. I ver

of this sm

cted, when y

ourse with us.

pes, that we

f by this h

daughter, wou

ke us? would sh

th clos'd up

tears bewail'

ace doth her

fates maintain

presence glads

han he willing

res the bitter

ge hath taught

ruits of her

only comfor

ldy age: for

comfort, have w

ears, and over

the sudden st

ng, like the

by degrees in

es us, what ma

ison of our w

nda and her c

ughter! what d

I been so u

desire to make

in stand des

cies vanish wit

her father,

life, and all

s upon her p

ust account h

ill: but yet

ath, that livet

e heart abhors suc

her not give place

s the right that n

r, the king comm

s commandment alwa

it be, the king'

command: but just

geth justly that

's command concer

g commands obedi

s exempted by t

of kind[56] to chi

obedience to t

as king and fat

than may with rig

est our mind, reso

e, we have been

into his palace, an

t hear, anger hat

his judgment

ce! I shrewdly

aint, shall ne

I., S

th alone out

I hope my aunt h

mind, and make

nce all thi

tands. O, how m

ughts panteth w

essage doth

quiet of my t

on the point you

ith the king

now with him

e of grief, e

d, pray'd me to

hich his mind

see his fan

sure gain'd an

xed stands h

body shall be

art from the

e, which silder

once allie

to any pri

is final

olution that re

drops of Le

e my counsel is,

ade in such a

will is ground

ies in you to

sted age, you

rieves so much h

te you stand c

ught appease you

nds relies your

e; and since wi

, nor can his

arriage, you m

e these fon

you wrought yo

nt, I have with p

f my father's

see that nei

st, can so pre

advice pers

my desire, i

it me unto

heart to serv

) to drive aw

ly distract

an, I'll lab

ar I shall bu

aunt, I must d

ies in me by co

harge with a

RECE depart into

s our former times

, and looks wha

t lament wit

ay and change

rld wore on,

'd,[58] and vic

ge, that whilo

rass, more vile

such (that if w

ys), women

s: Lucrece dis

aste; and bold

venge on her

nds: for that i

ll, but yield

, who bought her

rtemisia thought

were the wond

ave, wherein t

ord, but with

eart, and made

failed not o

ove and of he

ded had her

(such was her

w return whol

youthful days

ow's bed with b

daughter of Cato,

eard his death

e: and lackin

thing) ended h

urning coals.

orthy of et

ethe cannot wa

reproach, shame

e those virtues n

eek such jewels

u now among a

fast: all deli

princess, that

e her noble hu

live alone wi

she changed ha

adies that have

d a glass t

virtues they di

they none beq

ny years we m

as ever th

t not us maidens

irtues are no

reshly yet r

irgin,[60] one

ces hath her h

n, and for who

this paean o

nt

S II. Per

I., SC

ey feel what lor

practise to d

rastle with so

rks arise a b

asions love c

oaken breast t

have entic

eds, and burn

orc'd her f

marriage

r'd her once

ts that lover

alurin, a ma

xquisite p

unded with her

heart with h

l joy in tasti

rove more feel

s: for when their

l be increas'd

make worldlings

l force great

aunt each proud,

wreak his wrat

ll give black he

d wonderful

learn the lad

nds his mighty

did descend, n

l the gods in

riumph there w

p revenge on

earth, and learn

ar their stubbor

dain his plagu

ov

unteth into

I., SC

ut of GISMUNDA'S

that moveth eve

efs, that be dis

to wail my

reast no long

toil, that he

her feeble b

(alack!) I m

man, by whom

, as I of

w of kinship

art the secret

ffect is of my

s I durst I

ords the prin

which she hath

h'd me furth

ce those cloudy

ce, that smoky

ness how that

re within he

what she conf

in'd me to con

, she saith, b

l her fancy

I observed

flicts disquie

eep cannot pr

reams present

sights her qu

oft therewith,

those fancies

eart with horror

sweat break f

imbs. And while

est, she, turn

y: but when the

bed, there to

en she riseth

heeks, immixed wi

inward sorro

ears the cruel

be constra

of company, sh

oice restrain i

laints her sor

int the force d

place give lib

treams from run

turn into th

s, we fear, w

ing her prince

k when as she

res her sense

peak, or whereto

, as her answ

ight is still

ughts within th

this restless

ot, nor how th

re but wish

nows it, would

Muses with my

I., SC

LUCRECE departeth into GISMUNDA'S chamber, and GUISCARD cometh out of the

me, my friends;

to break y

riends, I can

common courtesy. [

in they 'dure, w

oves, ne yet e

oof, and dai

brought my lady

ve with like l

uench, but rath

re which, sprea

at, grants me

ail their c

love, where they

n, since fortun

t of far more

eel as much

elt in body

ht, which shoul

re redoubled

eive that

d, her looks

hereof provok

ght that grie

ourse of ou

ve, she thus

truth of o

in this mut

ove entreat's t

elp Love's sola

tress seeks

trife of her

would our se

shed way ther

e seen, or hath

uch a mira

two noble he

ke one with an

d that she

that I should

rame the means

elf from dan

r right now

er; which gift t

, what joys

nting spirits

ve aright, may

tures that to

lover must es

er, with whom his

t is not wi

s; something sh

l I might perc

ugh some weigh

, which she co

y should not o

ays that it hat

hath something incl

hunderer! who

beauty chosen h

ise more wise

spect? O Venus

e, all unwort

in heaven I sh

ter some joyfu

gs recure to b

read

am yours, whose

ine, for linge

ong: love, tend

taught recure o

or doth hide a

mouth: the ot

ward, a furlong

re. This shall

, mine honour,

u the same, as

ine, mine earl,

de from dang

are so well, as

n, may comfor

re than

SM

ance my sorro

ture, marvel

m Gismund? did

in the cane?

weet a joy; I

ubt, did she n

d, she joy'd, she r

wn sweet hand

'd, she dallie

isper'd I shou

cane, the scep

eets of her su

raught from he

ess, the favou

wn sweet hand

en, my joy, my

etter, how shall

en, wherewith t

be, such sola

this cane, an

ry the hidde

gh a dark and

word, and thro

y desires, I

teth in haste

mighty is thy po

self cannot r

down, e'en from t

pes here to t

mortal men es

ame and burnin

ight is such, an

as and land th

th she that sprang f

ister sheen, de

ow? Why have

and kept untouc

istus love,

l, conspire hi

aedra burn, fr

son, or Helen,

ults not but t

ive in pleasu

their gladsom

aint, their spor

ue, that Dian cha

t, the goat, a

e: in heat, in

ot, but labou

er, ne knoweth w

kept his herd

ught him out,

ft the field t

s snare, and br

Troy, which a

and all the

its of love, such

eldeth unto him

, and holds h

r to take hi

nk to shake off

. "Resist his

w, his quenche

a child, an

ears him, or hi

poison so to

der pleasant

e, it will b

inds, but if

lurks under tho

t some cloudy

wer after so

and buy your

imes is Cupi

le love a j

ACTUS.

V., S

ith the other furies, ALECTO and TYSIPHONE da

, begone, bequea

longs unto

furies de

eath from forth

sed house, wher

risly god, that

ly realm, wher

n son's flesh, w

ods) with famin

tch at flying

aters to his g

Aeol's son wi

ock; where Tyt

that gnaws his g

xion, whirled

lf; where due

sts in burning

mount: thither

las that uph

rom the earth

rry Salerne s

t how Love, th

ining his re

heaven, and fill

art, and made

life to her

w, by proof of

to those that

at once found C

es' daughter,

moved by the

sband, that in

ains for her, th

him and of h

en of hell, b

Aeac, and

aw this hatefu

, with dole and

resent joys, wh

ained hearts; w

with instrum

ake, which is of

her father's h

s this other

g venom shall

rath and with

other's plague

id, when men s

hell sends for

hame from sin c

V., S

into the palace

out of GISMUNDA

LIO, upon whom

ke.

e ye guides of ju

Thunderer! do

eyes the subtl

ame, sear'd up

sts? why then d

y revenge? why

ty, such l

heir shamele

cause of all

ar'st thy vengea

them, rain the

thy plagues w

ruthful soul,

rathful tormen

mother of eac

devour this w

ell (if other

el), receive m

ughter (wheref

nd a name?) O

ruin of thy f

oped joy? Is

ief-ful years t

first thou didst

eaths shall I

joys I did r

man, did settl

recompense-t

shameful and

God this earth

s burthen int

I, accurse

t hourly mass

her fly'st thou

nd'reth my t

make the miser[7

n me, and yet

may command-

irst accuse fo

guideth all,

? Shall I blasph

authors of t

stly curse th

nce assign'd

itor, shall that

ve receiv'd

onger make a

ostitutes her

me what I shall r

with hands heav

senate of the

traitor your

ursed strumpe

e wretched father,

amp, and ther

ries to assi

ue vengeance o

ends; but as ye

e; hearken and

s my wont, O

eek my daughter

mber, as I tho

ound her not-

rt she and he

rden walk'd to

thus, it came

one to tarry

n I, weary,

w's bed, for

tain wrapp'd m

ay, anon I

t, up through h

ismund bringi

lurin. Alas!

eet this trait

treason, and

body yielded

pite whereof

ke, as a sensel

nor tongue cou

passions of my

orce, I sank do

ine doth cons

nd and tear the

ith me in tha

shall I do? h

nd, that burn

e? For never s

o my heart, ti

geance to req

ey'd this sight

uch

at is your h

daughter: my hear

ht, to whom I

thus distempereth

oy them both?

dear our daug

age persuade

in both their t

ool my wrathfu

y repin'st thou

think upon a

ought not on a

inks, if I shou

hal reflex h

that sight wou

e the cockatri

of his foul

flict doth my

houghts agains

passions again

art, now chill c

nd succour, ye c

secret virtu

in? shall just

king, be pr

subjects then

les, that are

psed with our

rms be rented

rom the body

heart endure

is to me min

comfort, my

then not on

ure's strength,

thal so cru

aw of kind to

ad that doth us

at my rage sho

t to her unt

end to all

st will still p

p her bloodless,

shadow in th

steps, till sh

: therefore th

rned the favou

leasure wilf

with her sorrow

rage supply d

li

s't your maje

if we have not o

rust we do re

y, if thou app

rce and wisdo

d requires the

your grace's b

mmon bond, wh

nto his king:

lth by favour

dge with most

other means to

in honour s

power true vass

but your maj

ck the priso

ndly horror w

nce to your h

ld the tenor

blade will be

eath to grappl

be short, for I

ut revenge, I

was a palace

our court, wher

d now a wea

alace yet one

urt, the secr

hter Gismund's

so another

all, which no

ind it out, f

h a furlong f

-hard-by an anc

oak in elder

at you watch; th

itor mount ou

us; it is th'

lt, neither sha

disclose. The

ame, this heart

be quench'd but

one: this will

and else whateve

rteth into

V., S

h GISMUND out of

ANCRED

depart: leave us al

either I cou

e! or if thou w

me, it would

ough thy fault m

lly I should

ur'd: but now

f, whom thou hast

heal or ease t

given me. That

d, and thought

lost it? Can i

idowhood, ther

s no man's no

ikely proofs i

ow hardly I co

and be disple

les of flatter

was in us such

life and unc

eyes had not b

usand censures

t once unprinc

le traitor C

rd had to th

to stain thy s

iest, have be

, yet feel th'

art with horror

ommands me to

rgeth some ex

ongs that have

t hath lock'd w

e same inclin

so to keep mi

overweening

utiful, and

raitor, he sha

ight nor natu

wilfully, wi

en, or of ou

ust displeasur

ief, I am co

elf thou cans

'st not togethe

the griefs t

ther's

and father, humb

ce, that stands

cks this life,[

'd, when so i

th, mine honou

e, distained

nted shall I m

ssever this

limbs. But this

ive not for

w that neithe

eaty of my c

highness' pleas

of the heart, l

, increasing

dure control

y enforc'd m

I, alas! sti

nflicts?) to re

ose him for my

rl, that holds m

e so settled

ive, because h

thus I give you

rt there is in

father, if th

ears, and that

ather, that

e, if now we

falsed hope d

d, and rid our

ions; since nei

ts in service

ave been just,

the cruel r

heart, but that

ain you ask,

live. Suffice

not live, an

hou so desperate

ess heart delight

abhorreth such u

thoughts they ar

ndly

As I do u

his life who is

ve I then l

If he s

, that i

NC

ove?

nto thy

SM

ill

parteth to

V., S

bringeth in the COU

your highness, hit

Earl, as you

e foretold, eve

r majesty we

. What more your

hand shall ex

we thank your pa

ved in such t

abuse our king

long in favou

, dissembling

therewithal ha

our house, wha

ures, cannot

, villain, dar

hamber? durst th

her? th'rest w

thou know'st

dings in thy p

t thou won? thi

easure of thy

reof if thou ha

morse of lov

rain'd thee fro

, what may I

ear of gods, n

favour hath bee

he fuel of thy

ent thee, that

aid to snare the

eath, with thin

heat and chol

d the king, neit

, nor do your

entrails of you

uiet of my ca

el, and by ex

rce and endles

the dread of

'd our joys, i

y be found a

e hath lov'd

nour and to lo

you both ma

my love exc

been my fault,

reatest lust

it for her s

eath. O mighty

y vassal bold

into this bod

fe or death, m

f to ease your

live, or else

ains, I am co

ath I shall b

eart, which liv

e for her, th

lurin? What! lives

rong'st me, for

ten thousand

, and see my d

dearer than

hope to see a

cannot pardon

we have bequea

l that thou i

e captain o

nd this trait

geon underne

rest, until

e intend; whic

nuchio rep

I might your

cy to beaut

nce, distress'd

l too strong

s the soundest s

ff, that vex

ve I found the

ubjects that d

been honour'd by

t by his devo

tune says we mus

aise-worth, not to

the subject cou

, but ent

hat he sha

wisdom sha

Nay, what

termine. We w

mind: our heart

slaughter of

asteth into

reat god, who from

wn, and felt th

ears unto th

tch, to grant

de the same gr

is might, and

ady's kindled

ath without he

ein there is a

ng moon: let n

the party-c

h the news h

lf, my seely

, for whom my d

s I liv'd, I d

u Thunderer: th

vanish in the

is led t

not know the frui

nd the end o

ld the fata

use and of th

last and her

ny noble knigh

e, so many a

, and left ther

ed hand, El

der drenched

ng that waited

rly bought their

in virtue that

what unto her

the rule of

the pangs ne

d: he lives n

vants; neither

, vain hope and

what may his s

hat thus serves

ervice; and no

ct of aught to

ft the lover's

ind, or burneth

by day, nor w

her living th

ife or death wi

er thou in virtu

dy: beware th

enus did th

a lov'd th'

request the go

fe. The twine t

isters twist

irtue in thy

irtue in her

ds matter for

ticeth him a

nt and write

nceit, her fa

hts: such hum

irtue and her

e not of thy so

e may ensue

ught that may d

the learned Tu

; and glory w

praises lover

oth to virtue a

IV. COMPOSUI

., SC

meth out of

uel fate! O mi

ct of hatef

t be told! S

ee, and with th

loody, and so

aggravate th

exed mind,

e be made t

liver to her

ws, as when I

nnot but abr

under and thre

clouds by Jove'

bosom of our

eart, before th

ss, whom shoul

must be made

orthy and un

an thy death,

till lament

ueen, attends

What moans

is this Sa

Tancred hold

lace where ci

age Scythians

these questions? whi

dens, and rele

thou bring'st,

in this susp

ereof is greate

her may I cast my

uds from thence

I behold, stai

lood, that die

er I turn mine

orpse stands st

ly pray thee to f

rror to our m

hings unknown b

ad, until the

what hath chanc

up thou holde

o is your request

mind so sorr

l, and though

have seen; yet

ds to hear fo

sires I shall

rne city, am

ill whose bottom

eadth, a large s

in height, smal

ess it mounts: t

uprear'd, that

ortune serv'd; b

way suppresset

lls be even'd

est so foully

ly shade doth

here was built i

hows what wort

ear'd. One parcel

ch eating time

t, compact of

t, but horr

ch, by force o

ait is made,

o this ugly l

ich, carved i

76] there runs

rk, where never

llow cave, b

d, were divers

orror of his

in his rage, an

ame perform'd

st, was one to

arge so strait

as commanded

readful prison

unty Palurin

ves,[77] fast fet

ark dungeon

thence into a

light to work

nce beheld h

er, no more app

th, than he wh

:[78] my heart

ent unto so

ath should reave

e I cried with

sort o'erwh

ver grief ne fe

cheer himself

ain his case,

he was far mo

ce thus for hi

ll the joys of

e, quoth he, gr

that which I

, lest she shou

se of grief wi

fore, that we w

e his last wor

he never coul

ss requite,

er to serve he

d his heart with

the honour t

m, of all the

rt, the chiefe

e the faithful

r, fortune so

e he should bot

ds he stay'd, a

y beholding

d cheer amaz

tood; when fort

you, quoth he,

me? make speed,

ster's will. No

e, for which he

words himself w

ands about his

stout heart, as

fer thus hims

st, or what har

nt to see this

, whom death no

rm, murder'd wi

rt bereft, ami

ars, that ruthf

is death, w

gins, while thei

vants seeing hi

k himself to m

set to their

rk their fierce

bloody bands; a

is breast, they

pull, and thrice

nds repine agai

loosed to his

eath, that fix

se there may no

is this nobl

fe, unworthy

O damn

hat, deem y

ews that I ha

nk you, end

I hav

ould any

him, than to d

ink you this outra

the fact, the

, the terror

at could be more?

y to be devo

wild

God it had been

rds: but lo, tha

tiger would n

ger, that hath

uth command

e his wrathfu

his chance, t

asts had eaten

all within th

rained now u

lady to pres

nd of cruelty i

ith, and where

arther

ter his brea

thus from his

despoiled him;

his death, on t

beasts forbea

s our villain

uelty; forthwi

lly, and unr

owels gush'd.

wherewith my he

ls were torn ou

nds trembling,

'd, his bowels

ent, and thrown

ay the blood in

s corpse, and on

art, yet leaping

lly upon

same, and in th

this heart t

for to feed h

iving each thi

ll'd, rejoic

dy sword the

for this mas

h the woful h

e the same: no

ter, and with

his, and say

h here in this

joy and comfor

st best, even as

m with his ch

ful fact! O pa

ht with too mu

eed, which

nce be

Thus was E

the death, ye

ood disbowell'd

eth plaint? It

ll in vain.

place? Why go

ssage to my ch

t that I am f

ll, here would

arther wade i

eld me to my

somewhat comfo

d her grief

ne, my messag

he princes

o, where

., SC

out of her ch

ivereth his

r, O queen, here in

joy and comfo

st best, even as

m with his ch

my father, and t

avail; take tho

mmend me to the king.

me the long-e

ur I have so

ather satisfi

blood, which

s cup? Ah me! I

's, my County's

dearly hast thou

ted at too h

rt, sweet wast t

th thou proves

se than this

'lotted to so

erefore well

wrap thee up

hal to send

uty thou dos

h in all his

are and tend

passeth-in h

s, mine own de

e, dear heart, wh

y'd upon thy g

ne, dear heart,

ven, and got h

wn, and still m

father sendet

borough[81] of m

ght, the quick

ursed be the ha

ite, to mangle

und I see mine

wound thy

wound I see

rt, go rest th

at thy last farewel

heart anon wi

lusteth[82] fo

un, poor heart!

e from fickle f

ost this world a

oe, to honou

olden grave

want to thy

ars to wash th

d thou might'st

ds thee in th

have them, thou

rs, but with a

think to we

od and with n

hwith my soul s

did my fathe

eart! with sw

ent, how saf

aces all unkn

therefore? w

this woful

hands enforce t

gorgeous glitter

these billame

widowhood? aw

resseth

esses, flarin

ng about thy

uries, set my

age, strengthe

kind, to do

en unwreaken[8

ork some just

ain my love? shal

, and make the

nacles with b

ders wreak my

girl; content t

ater shall abr

ial of poison o

same intent

ease and end th

thy death shal

ames within his

hen in patienc

lood shall wrea

e (a grief t

irror of ex

thou diest,

artner of t

my soul; can'

that death for

mned fury hath po

ill beholding

suppress this

s, forbear your

hy Queen, rashne

r of his

pe of help is lost

will avoid the

d or bad reports

the living yet t

y grief by couns

strong mischiefs p

dlong griefs and

your mind, Gismund

ppy widow, wif

Think on

e king, the

4. Your

, the murther

4. Hi

ead fear not th

His care

at neither c

at the murth

led; you with t

ut too long f

e to my

We wil

the king

part into

. I will

m. Lo, here thi

in this world

ath, mine Earl,

on; now doth

ght, wherein th

arents to th

nces to their

dies to their

the pleasant

y love immort

hor the com

th; yea, hell

arth. I call to

? No; hell[86]

n goddess of r

me, I die for

lived

and covereth her

., SC

cometh out of his

here is my

old, here,

ak, heart; and thou

daughter Gismu

done? O, let me

up those untri

child, look up,

ather, that b

ody, strain t

m; sweet Gismu

ys my soul? who t

thy father; ah!

w, that trickle

my silve

. O fath

ars, your plain

t heart, hast thou

ilt thou, to r

h? yea, death, a

ie for him, t

hus, my kingdo

refore, father, ga

die, and now m

ingdom and mi

ffirm disho

pute it where

Earl, and sent

rought this sham

yet if any

love; if ev

ve, or at you

ay obtain this

ely child, say on

ants it willi

e I crave not, f

ve, nor in m

ercy for mine

slain with too

ce I must a

e, which now wi

my request-f

t pleased so

oy my love a

less let us

eath could n

'd and died t

odies be tog

me, and I wit

rine, whereve

ant me, as I t

e not to requi

ds due recompe

: and so, vain

inful, and mine

hter dies-see ho

ath torments he

e, at me she s

ans; by me my

thor of thi

e heavens, thro

ughter! [she d

! [He throws a

! thrice faire

ather in thy

ath dearest u

d cheeks, and c

nce I promi

rform to me; but

etched king, wh

w live waste

ve, that with th

ead? wilt thou

that of thy

ive that wast h

nd reach to this

not so weak, n

th mine age,

th the dread

k due vengeanc

means these lov

r, and lay thin

88]-now take t

thee, my liege l

hou enjoin

n, I charge thee th

st: thou shalt

rl and her,

e royal epi

ar thee thou sha

find by that ti

ody by my da

, swear th

. I s

king do so

ly deed the kin

To kill

send his s

th Jove c

Our stars

se man overru

ED. S

should the mind

hall it in th

: and as thou

see him welt'r

imbs, and gaspin

set to thy

on stroke, and

his heart, to

e, stir not a

ourth to fill

first beheld my

t longed for t

art; these eyes

woe, and her

es we must be

ps of this a

s! [Puts out his eye

lindness to go

down to everl

hou, dastard? b

brings anothe

llows tumble

seest thou no

thus bereft t

Now, fathers

arn'd to use

your joys. Dau

s him

NI

LOG

N BY

eets of grisly

blossoms of th

uits of too muc

in the sen

nds he that his

l to endless n

that I discha

happy lovers

tomb. I woul

here to see this

e, and do ye

herein the lord

ls are not p

think on tha

ury, ye must

een th'effect

ed, and hath

end unto her

y we, that our

d their loves

honours may a

uch as live i

ar them on thei

l chastity s

lives and loves

e their virtu

ve where fur

where love do

e in golden t

e and honoure

orrows with th

rtains, for our

.

DS OF CI

ITI

ar. Lively set forth i

t hath beene publiquely

rd high Admirall his Se

isero longa, faelici br

o be sold at the signe

arde. 15

IER'S PR

of Anthony Wood, it has been asserted by all subsequent biographers that he was of a Lincolnshire family. [The fact is, that Lodge was the second son of Sir Thomas Lodge, Lord Mayor of

ephen Gosson, in the dedication of his "Plays Confuted in Five Actions," printed about 1582,[91] accuses him of having become "a vagrant person, visited by the heavy hand of God," as if he had taken to the stage, and thereby had incurred the vengeance of heaven. In 1584, when Lodge answered Gosson, he was a student of Lincoln's Inn;[92] and to "his courteous friends, the Gentlemen of the Inns of Court," he dedicated his "Alarum against Usurers." He aft

e went, according to Wood, to study medicine at Avignon.[93] This change, if it took place at all, which may admit of doubt,[94] did not occur until after 1596. In 1595 his "Fig for Momus" appeared. Besides Satires, it contains

ards, since this

eld to men of

ravel out my

make so base

it there is no

lough awhile, a

e to wonted c

udge, peruse, co

the World's Madness," is dated "from my

ed to the Countess of Arundel, and sold among the books of the Duke of Norfolk.[95] [There can be little or no question that the physician and poet were one and the same. In "England's Parnassus," 1600, he is called indifferently Thomas Lodge and Doctor L

utler, Pedy,

, Lodge, who sti

] It is a singular coincidence, that having written how to prevent and cure the plague, he should die of that disease during the great mortality of 1625. Wood's expressions on this point, however, are not decisive: "He made his last exit (of the plague, I think) in Septemb

-pages of which the name of Lodge is found:[97] the one he w

th in the true Tragedies of Marius and Scilla

y Thomas Lodge, Gentleman, and Robert Greene, in Arti

most often reprinted, is his "Rosalynde" which, as is well

pamphlet seen by Mr Malone was without a title, and it was probably the same that was sold among the books of Topham Beauclerc in 1781. It is spoken of in "The French Academy" [1589] as having "lately passed the press;" but Lodge himself, in his "Alarum against Usurers," very clearly accounts for its extreme rarity: he says, "by

that Spenser alludes to Lodge, in his "Tears of the Mu

pleasing Alcon

lays to matters

his argument would apply just as much to Lodge's coadjutor Greene. Mr Malone further argues that Lodge, roused by this appl

LAMENTABL

EDIE

AND SYL

S, LUCRETIUS, CAIUS GRANIUS, LECTORIUS, LUCIUS MERULA, Jupiter's Priest, and CINNA; wh

senators, and fat

otractions and

ars doth call u

its, to please

e added power

rich Phrygia

Asian holds a

seeking to

d in our consu

murders in a

eof even Pompe

o advance a cl

ath a sweet and

Asia but

e fond dissens

wrangling f

ends, forestal

legions full

r idle wil

all the glories

beauty of t

Sylla's insol

e were robb'd

of warlike c

an, the rumour

eria tremble

that in mana

es and troubles

outh, upon whos

ledge of wisdom

consul, fit fo

ere, content to

ht through foll

shame, whilst y

and should recu

y's late vaca

publish him

etter titles

now the final

ribune, studyi

d publish Ma

egions agains

fathers, signs

me, noble Romans

lection, and t

our unstabl

ess Rome of

Marius be ren

ss, and grave in

unshine of hi

pse our Syll

by election

al against

hen abridge hi

ry to Sylla

height of his

ath so vile and

mpey, as if the se

pose, and chang

ike be bound t

de and swelling t

aching to proud

ing'ring to

he braves it o

ink you, unto

yes; and here

e on Sylla's pr

s would to Pont

ave and renow

bear and hold

true, and r

the depth of

find that Syl

Rome domest

he conquest

got, he'll but

[let] Marius [

us we strive abr

ard at home ou

, the many br

cts that Syll

soldier and

more for count

ok[102], that

ures and so st

e palm and pr

onour to give

ends and soldi

make the towers

stately capi

him of his

ough the Caspian

th ships the

make a murder

our dearest

of Sylla nought wil

ie, Lucretiu

for any private

itius, send f

lead our

aw the senate wh

lead our

firms the senat

Marius lead th

r and victory fol

ranius wish to

n, you sage and an

e again doth

by the senat

l to lead th

idates and hi

r honour of Rom

MARIUS rou

nd imperial se

ood advisemen

lent during y

t he fear'd to

honour trodde

ds should not al

ricter terms f

e senate by

consul over

ace nor Rome n

ay that Mari

airs, that han

es of my un

that erewhile

Roman empir

unded under M

, the mirror

yet my inwar

should succeed a

he, shall Scipi

clapp'd me upo

lords, my for

inging honours

ge and latter

p for honou

A, with Captain

hat mean these arms

nsigns and these

done to brave

, Sulpitius, are

nce of my co

with no sedit

nd too frow

wisdom would

slight suspicio

enate studieth

us matters have t

enators with ful

or their cap

y legions

inst the fier

s? Jolly stuff!

s mean to mak

rue, Sylla, the s

ll those bands

hold, agains

105] lead them then,

be a consul's

ators and ung

onours I have

ils I brought w

enrich and ra

e with this

nd, that Sylla

up once, or dis

that before m

winter-hail

city Nuba

kes were thirty

and the Samnite

ries unto

Sylla ever d

arlike hand a

ause, but he

ankful, seek

mes that Sylla's

ll thee Syll

oop or vail hi

thou may'st no

at unto Sylla

d could tear it

and folds impale

la, hereof be th

hereto mine u

e senate hath

followers s

years that Mariu

roils and ci

m this: that o

rtunes never

smile at these

should laugh ou

ew not how t

sense as feebl

Sylla, Marius'

k so proud a yo

hairs, that dang

s like the s

haughty coura

ercing objects '

olly age shall f

nd I swear, ere tho

erish but I'll

ors, shall Sylla

e senate, I, and

but Marius sh

la, these dari

thee before

not me? Senato

, whose vows the

ierc'd and search'

protestations

wherein your

s'd and throng'd

with heaps of s

Sylla yield

streets, that pee

gold and ivor

jasper, jet

palace of the

in a sea of

se the name

ts against thy coun

from forth a

trust to se

top of all

s many of

aunt thy vict

if so thy heart

legions and t

andard and thy

Sylla in the f

fortune make

y word: Marius wi

e, Sylla, tra

rch under thy t

that love the S

ollow

hat love Sylla c

, let them f

himself be t

s, having their swords by their sides. Exit MARIUS

Sylla, I co

a, Lucretius wi

s, my noble

go down, and SY

ANTHONY cal

ylla; hear Antho

laints of sad

ou know'st thy hon

mind of Syl

ds nor pleading

onour calls me

Anthony, be short

a's haste! O, whi

la, what dost t

hese thou stirr

his is kindled

t be quench'd b

ill confound

n act of fo

ll break the mu

fection will

es have concord '

agree in li

ylla, brook n

n, that 'gainst

y Sylla, honou

o infringe th

rhaps, the titl

onour for th

ny height abo

er than the

nsul? art thou

itles should o

ence, thou'lt f

nate, ay, and

fore thou neve

all thy warli

raze and wound

any slaughter'd

gns and thy co

rs mak'st tho

y Anthony, for t

rup of sweet c

d thoughts thro

e thee, I may no

nthony; honour

ght for glory

A and his

le Anthony, the tru

old of matchle

eareth Rome i

down into the

read her glory t

ar her proud, tr

ing pride of p

ome the sway

discord, newl

consuls and o

Rome, and Roman

riumphs fill'd

conquering rule

e, in top of

discords and d

p the tears o

sacred robes a

es our Rome a b

hand to take t

proceed these foul,

earts and make th

ty so much bew

t their former

tire in seeki

hang'd to rui

rear'd her sta

cred places o

l, and wring ou

ods, our temple

fell fortune's

unt

chase LUCRETIUS. Then let enter three or four Soldiers, and his ancient with hi

whither fly

ief makes

iends: stay, dea

let us hear what ou

ou leave your chief

honours in the

r country see,

ughts so fix'd a

come from Ca

treasons in t

and and gaze with

tchering knife as

, the hopes, th

oldiers prest

ndered legions

fly these sha

will perish th

you to have re

ast, your gene

th, your treaso

reath that sha

eeps with honou

within these

r dastard foll

heartless sold

Sylla, who hath

ellow-soldiers, sha

sly forsake

r vows conclud

friends, and shed

e the man that

rave Italians

with fierce a

ongs and vanqui

to the

UNDUS, SC

ant; LUCRETIUS, POM

n soldiers, fell

mistress of un

traitorous climb

lla in the ch

eeming Sylla

rone, where matc

ies, threatening

amine and tho

ow amidst the

ling eyes should d

ands of their

ancy with a

ning fear wit

baser metal

ve the beauty

h a wreath of

ts more greate

tting well a

ministers of

swords made w

uits of your c

all these Ro

ell us with the

us: we'll have

pearls shall

ntle friends,

worthy of a c

de the father

rave lads, Luc

ll these braw

and dare at

hridates from

, these are words

master of so

toop, for Mariu

arms, and trust

ey, if our Spani

post it of th

upon the grey

p'd his shoulder

on, the proud

ace and wanton,

tch him, deck

, the friends a

arius, shall w

event shall all th

a in fortune wil

d soldiers, wit

Marius' fond

ng those unfr

ooks unto the n

ius, and main

favourites in

e betwixt my

t, and shed thei

e furies of my

Sold

ylla, where our

ratulate thy

ONY, GRANI

perhaps was fi

ius, these are

re tipp'd with

rts, if outward

with mischief m

rtune to our con

general 'gainst t

general again

nt

words are good, yo

hair amid thi

lions of thy trea

ir hue through v

pity make m

d finish hate, t

ranius, how

at bides a thrall

ope, as I a

ortune, and to

and bold, but to

ire, where fur

le, fond man, c

ll dissemble

my years have ta

ous pride and

th these peers o

ng humour[113]

rn'd with flow

e imprinted

but frowar

y rival Mariu

orking of his

, Sylla, mark

Rome. The fen

fortunate as

rassus' sword a

th did make him

n Rome this braw

us by Crassu

sir, I hope y

Spectacus tha

eld, discours

ups will prate

eeting, Romans

tron of you

hall I play

lla will, what Rom

and pleasing an

ranius, dost th

lla, my discour

ease thy fond an

gue betray'd wi

umours of thy

the rot shou

est brawler tha

since I see h

holer, and our

od will press thr

has the keene

and cut off h

lay hands

he guerdon[114] th

e means to make f

it, and carry

colding prate

encers and a

nks of nothin

lla, I am arm'd

ee then, Lucreti

with G

ords, but in

t the prating

uto will be

in so grave

k not, Sylla, in

enge upon a

sovereign o

the cedar climbs

ink the proud

hat which I have

can control

, is this the

answer princes

word hath made

e should thus

s and fello

and will not br

lla, let him lo

the milder pass

af doth beaut

ow'rs bedeck th

of greatest r

eous thought a

did never

w'r, that did

r that did not

an not waste

ove, my Syll

rtune lends a

ading sails o

ee, must couns

ting fruitful

unsels work a

y-talking father

, scarce those te

trons wept to

y streets the

en infect the

fled, not o

is the hazard

is the hazar

ions draw their

om? Even Rom

hom? Even Ro

Sylla love t

e, if threat o

unsels of thy

ct, go fortun

f Pontus o

e dream on ci

s assail our

concealed though

very through th

Sylla, civ

re thy glories

factious Mariu

olours 'midst t

f will watch th

know thy love,

thou hast a

, I harbour[1

ught of honour

ETIUS with

shall Sylla b

ecree that Sylla

you Sylla's weal

both Sylla's we

away the scanda

me of tribune

Marius and hi

aitors to the

d and work so

aster false

e of tribune hat

not Lepidus, if

see the head

p, unless you ch

ase me: Pompey,

proclaim this o

arius and his

pitius, Claudiu

raitors, and

danger their

ibune's name and

s, how like y

our consuls wis

idus, all friend

me to Pompey

anage those o

soldiers, we m

shall bide th

ell, and fare

I leave thee

ome and Syl

, I wrong this g

place it on

tion fit for

ell: come, sold

xi

arewell, and hap

Rome and Roma

nt Se

h MARIUS very melancholy: LUCIUS FAVOR

d, the course of

gh that your la

ls that fain woul

ience and the

suppression

o forsaken m

fear, lest ou

hrough the angr

Minturnum, when I

anger of pur

nds, and all a

ccours, to th

our courtesi

ear doth then

s, thou thyself, t

, and exiles

traitors, reft

ath with certa

small a town, m

ortunes to sup

itizens, and w

not so base

withstand i

olish laws, d

e angry humo

ords, I know

nimity can

e so conquer

n he hopes to

ong on sudden

e beseeming Mari

have a short

r Pausanius, ha

s fulfill'd wi

nton milk-sop,

en to live in

re shut within y

rius, that mu

e parts of u

ear to lose a

may control, c

oy, that thus

adly would we suc

hat w

the moonshin

stepdame of my

uerdons of the

ope and yet be

imb to overthro

[116], thy wrath,

sigh the sorr

s my feet shal

uccours from in

ks shall rathe

anian piles, wh

t hath lift my

Marius' triump

gave the licto

x times consu

e where erst s

n, farewell,

to repent yo

y, my lord, and de

sage of more

ravels must ha

ath, for grea

Rome and R

it now like men c

y the fruits of

ind and pain

Favorinus, shut

ecret chamber

will consult t

secret means f

y, lords; if not

t MA

hapless Roman, li

d of thine o

ausanius, what im

us, age hath prin

many troub

towns and l

ckle terms throu

cords well can

ent our means

stranger, th

mber, where a

ort; the prese

Romans praise u

est to grant

us act to wrong t

ntry's cause inju

let not silly

city to the

know in Ma

rd, and Sylla

successions wi

xe

CETHEGUS, LECTORIUS, wit

wayward lady of

luckless trium

ds, hath force

minds to brook

Lybian dese

ther Marius a

true relent cou

umidians, hear

moan to wail ou

erst with terr

ounds, and in

arbarous borde

th the terror

men, affrighte

t the desert

at whilom i

a beck com

on of such a

word, conduct t

ppy mistress

tyrants' power ha

of thy father, f

nted, killin

ffspring of the

w now, Marius, wil

ent adventure

th, resolve yo

ther both have

Marius' rest a

ius, friends are gea

e, before they

bereaving

feathers dally

e bubbles in

ds, and flying

rtunate art thou

h may'st reap th

st occasion's

eafter how to en

pes do swarm

ns; see, where

enger doth p

SLAVE, with a

ng in

uld be Cinna's sl

orehead I be

keth still his b

tay him, good Lect

aste some pleasu

irrah, art t

erhaps,

ut perhaps, say,

ectorius, Marius

st to learn t

ling foes should

ah, leave off this

ord I wake you

man, O labour

chance my wear

ius! O prin

means this peasant

y Roman, many

now the consu

th to seek thy f

ith our Roma

ll of unfre

mbs have trod

asion pityin

'd upon this

sailor bor

w your lordship

happy labour, wo

aster? What's t

he pike from off

idings for thes

A policy besee

and break these

TT

friend Marius the

me, and hearing how I sought to unite the old citizens with the new, hath wrought much trouble, but to no effect. I hope the soldiers of Capua shall follow our faction, for Sylla, hearing of these hurly-burlies, is hasting homeward, very fortunate in his wars against Mithridates. And it is to be feared that some of h

5 Kalends

feigned

A, C

fortune, shall youn

my repining

weet queen of ch

th beauty 'mid

l me what were

, my lord; seek y

peasant with yo

ady that our p

h his followers,

Romans, we will fur

oods, and to t

to shield our sh

rds; come, ge

gold and glory

xe

TIUS. SCE

AVIUS, ANTHONY,

ng senators, be

rue justice

s of Sylla's

ink you, stoop t

citizens, my

ain both Mariu

due, and will

e as those o

en conform'd t

wit and coura

of Octavius, th

e their javelins

men attainted

ey then overt

consul, nor

llowers faint or

ve them equal

the senate's name,

virtues 'midst t

r'd by Cinna'

are laws of

anish'd from

athers, see you

cred synod o

d presumption

mischiefs might

ounsel consu

, wherein consi

younger citiz

heads are dull

ns youth will

e I not the

itious strat

tongue that dall

fortunes and ou

sand tongues t

to weep the

to write thes

ghts, my eyes your

ins by reason

ony, seal up tho

ring my purp

inna like to in

a, sir, will in

Mark, old Mar

tron of thi

nge thy cunni

not, I, to pleas

ak, I think an

Sylla learnt t

come to tyra

arius shall not

; as Sylla l

ws shall take th

ged men shall

day, and firm

Octavius, you wi

sul and old M

ian freemen mu

fruit of all thi

niard shall de

nsolence was ne

here but name

villain, if thou l

ep a furrow i

oung men's voices sh

e will firm our ho

und

ambitious pride

avens our follie

shall we yield for

religious fear,

passions, wre

me, unmeet for

of heaven wil

ern rage with re

tizens, be

you, consuls, now

mn this brawl

submit our honou

citizens, c

with him ANTHO

himself hath done

his blade aba

talian citize

that will main

in these fata

tremble that d

neste and

ghbouring citi

tertain and s

him we live, for

xe

with his KEEPER

se Minturnians,

t injustice 'gai

ius, all our no

head a prese

s present it will

ittle smarting

fe, when Rome

ss, and then re

iler, could'st

us, for to br

estate your lords

that fawn'd, wh

otions and your

arius, would am

would vex me m

ip then so great

may compare wit

ds so faithful pl

r comforts than ar

a mean to length

possessions bide,

[121] of fortune are

ead the thought

in that, 'midst

roken slumber

eet, where care wi

n that builds o

ghts are cross'd

the loss of wea

nds, wealth sprin

one yields hap

vernor of m

chieftain of

stal orbs with

of pity mix'

rius careful

dship, wealth,

ve, yet livin

veins, whose si

orkings through d

ind, in spite o

fame, although

eth Marius this r

e, jailer, would's

If needs

were you l

lord, when goods, f

death might w

or death, my friend

ve will leave hi

rait'rous lords w

ps here upon

eeping, breathin

ame, and I my fame

Marius, to re

see they stay

t hath conquer'

eath to be su

lies

FAVORINUS, PA

a Fre

undaunted words

ughts of his i

art with terro

desperate, not p

that is pre

end, the sleep sho

ro, will you

ough, come un porceau. Featre de lay, il a tue me fadre, he kill my modre. Faith a my trote mon espee f

have slain thy fat

onour shall b

ge on righte

onour of a Fr

avoir argent; me no point de

have forty crowns; w

more dan foure to se prittie damosele, dat have le du

t is the hire, and

uick despatch, a

ies in drawing

n gentle slum

eadful vision

Speak dy preres in dy sleepe, for me sal cut off your head from y

what delays are the

u! estiene! O my sinior

flame, and with de voi

Marius? Je tremble: aid

l be m

den madness daunts

adieu, messieurs, me be dead, si je touche Marius. Marius

ry haunts this wre

my Pausanius, I

Marius in

eater fortunes

rce from out h

prettily with

n young eagles

rch'd upon hi

ndering at this

of the sooths

at these sevenfo

s seven times

s (except bewit

six times in

with rods

ne instinct s

remble, till

e assaults attain

tless war with

t him to fors

in a friend of

US aw

w happily h

he I yet, poor man,

ivers of my r

restrain'd with

d these angry

used looks of

hy delays your

p this ruth

e it, Marius, from

man protected

rius, so thou

I wrestle once

princes dally

tchless Roman; th

alter'd our a

till, and we th

ries, like the

unds of fate

ord, and seek s

re, thou may'st

uits and troub

s powers, that wi

nsels thwart m

o your merci

ife, his hazar

will hence, a

those trouble

ngers, that hav

u: from walls

rocks, my wrong

xi

une, vouchsafe his

xe

t, his captains, his prisoners: ARCATHIUS, Mithridates' son; ARISTION, ARCHELAUS, bearing crowns of gold, and manacled. Aft

f Rome, my fello

ars' prowess,

reescore thous

n and murder'd

to the empir

a, Asia,

nia, subjec

roward custom

g not our man

cells, imagin

our Roman fri

hy friends, whos

these strange

nna and his fa

'd, and cross'd

Marius must r

to upbraid

nted mind that

body, form'd

Rome, where eve

race both of

y it be that thos

e presumptuo

be? Why, man, an

eigns these d

t not so, mis

rius' letters,

etius, that I

but suspect

etters and

conceal'd hath mov

presumptions

f have read the

ucretius, fortun

story of my

nt; babe, mothe

loudy sorrows,

g many sorrows

torms, conceal

deous flames o

in, and cannot q

ve for them that

ce occasion c

oman senate t

sue the wars

letters I

ymbria's legio

viso that, in

Sylla and h

ghty charge of th

t seem, and over

t, if so the

d fortunate be Luc

Sylla's friend,

e the man we

ies straight shou

ince I needly[12

tues shall ha

eath, Valerius,

st enter Arch

virtue, sirra

and confirm m

y be Sylla, if

o ifs from such

ppy in despi

ause I never

thius, for you

llow-princes t

uccour these

man, a greater

e Sylla in mo

a jolly-ti

ct the chari

ueamish, for i

ve you all a

by fate, like wre

, these are fort

se brave captiv

ink upon thei

trangers, and r

men, what fol

eath can prin

ughts, that now

draw like oxe

I am sure

ook the scanda

in Pisae[127

amidst our legi

hee, Sylla, captiv

dreadful to a

mperfect mettles

at are still a

eath than blemi

, and therefore

ith as quick de

th, and bring th

s that Sylla i

som thou our live

lish men, why f

ill to lead a

uy delights wi

father's sak

thy triumphs

ence, and when

princes, if

nt mi

these mighty

for the King o

; go thou, and

idates, till

une's help: go calm

hese seek out o

us, from the Num

ng on

st walk'd with troops

'midst the lab

st with many

rtune all these

etching mountains

content my thou

tops, my hopes

h as time their

pring, where wint

rooks, I waste my

e, too frowar

eace, where mour

my thoughts some

t the evening e

rnum threaten'

e Numidian mou

ention having

nds a world o

imple wits hav

ell, by virtu

pent in many lu

wrath, yet little

ans for those wh

s are fresh, my he

t this blessed

e with grief to

suns with so

ought for to d

echo, answeri

accent of m

nymph, the wofu

s but beasts my

wers in yon neig

reporting o

p her locks from

o my questions

bounds, my sor

houghts I mean

w near, thou kin

o[12

ease my weary

n distress to

ie

griefs are grown, b

ough

ves disdain'd

o

pair late ove

li

eavens be neve

eas

they left me to

r

its old Marius'

war

hope, say, Ec

o

er fortune

h

Echo, gentle

ewe

folly to a

est fast by th

nd that fate

ts

he son, ALBINO

S, with

countrymen, and f

oly desert w

young Marius' re

l silence, s

ds with solace

for delight; b

apless through

chants her fat

st care, dange

ge sit hammeri

babes of a

furious fires

arius, are you di

ion favoureth

noble Romans c

ate recall'd yo

what of this? What

father to con

ake heart; no doubt t

ent to cast us

e discontentme

mine eyes? What,

at solitary fath

son! these are

e-pining cares

distemper'd th

that issue f

rolic, man! th

e thy wrongs, a

ortune, frown and pa

d my father a

ath

ius, thou a

, and my ot

? What fortune br

ord, the Consul C

ourse of your

present swift a

Sylla post

cess from Pon

y entrance

g cities are yo

lord, but you d

many desert ways h

ities have

ther, and rel

'quite thy trava

d citizens, w

Cinna. Have yo

soldiers bent

t to pledge our

d, here, in the n

rigg'd, and re

let us sail

riends, the Ger

uscans to incr

ell! Come, Rom

ome, that hath

xe

RTUS, SCE

LEPIDUS, OCTAVIUS,

ps, my lords, to o

otions may thes

nna, that shou

rms to bring

aitor, woe to

quieteth both

, these are scour

ministers to h

s are gentle

avens our heav

tent and humb

ining globe of

erish through o

rish in our fr

hese confusions,

t these trouble

rms, but wend we

spoil'd, see Ma

e like milksops

ess war to see ou

s is dalliance, w

may courage wait

in death most co

iting death, I mea

nsuls' name an

my conscienc

a MESS

hat confused l

ingest thou of

s, the Consul Cinn

n Marius b

waste and murde

consul and his

ion hasteth

o the downfal o

ruin of th

ward ruth were

ars should drown

, Lord Anthony: i

n these trouble

kward frowns a

us with honou

of fate shall brin

tune list, why,

ates oppress'd by

there is no p

trikes

ndering noise of

ll his factio

e a traitor he sha

s he doth his

Son, CINNA, CETHEG

t of whom MARK ANTH

e we got the go

e of consuls

Marius. leave thy

ny cares and t

es with quite

eek out Bebius

nitorius, wi

ads, for they di

are can compa

same fugitiv

d shall be my

Cinna, nature

ge, and lendeth

arlike weapo

re beasts reven

d nature grant

ive and suck t

eathing coolnes

of all thy ri

toils, thy trav

kind impressi

nks of true,

Roman favourit

azard life fo

your safe and sw

fortunate an

e false suggest

pher[134] of

its commanding

rius, me, and a

quite his love, Ci

rds that, lumping

o quell me wi

rs, is Marius t

looking babi

, him Marius ma

me, him Marius

nd fortunate thy

live Marius[135]

u, courteous lords

hy endures your gra

ce us in his

, he is a cons

becomes Oc

would in yon

Marius' freedo

up, and OCTAV

thou traitor, pr

u press near c

ter Consul, are

resent coolin

ell advis'd, a

you I was ex

esert from a

il ingratitu

wn your thirsty t

elves in my di

s, hath pity jo

mperial ensign

mercy to my

ere the dangero

t is steel'd wit

ile, threaten'st

w him hence! su

st their arms

e hence! What! no

ord, what heart in

lozel[136], threa

ave to taint th

reams of his co

her's son, I know

words, when fin

pe, will one d

patron of th

nge injustice

ing hopes, such

and, such arro

arius, that

tice, and conf

you know I am

mit my censure

rs, draw this trait

ie, for Cinna

now, my Cinna, nob

checks shall

t me die, for Ci

erence of this

ociates of so

tavius willi

the sentence

oudest traitor

es, but here wi

eeps, since tyra

s for death t

him where he sits;

punish Cinna's pri

abs him; he i

e fallen that t

it and plead

t me justice, Ci

Rome of[137]

ordship doth in

your behalf

rieve to see

private man i

him sit; and lo,

xile from hi

nt your fart

account both Mari

l his follower

e the dangerous

ylla's confid

te and rancour

reate for con

of Sylla an

confirm'd by state

axe to Mari

t thee with th

fortunate, and

his sevenfol

so let Marius li

ylla never

in consul's throne

kes hi

banishment b

this imperial

ks his friends

s final favou

Sylla by his

seditions first

aws to banis

urse of reaso

e proclaimed,

and an ene

iends be banis

the branch where

peace and plen

y it needs must

uilty of our

t Marius is a

his friends m

ather's reasons, R

e, and live n

in so great a

oes can neve

us seek to pleas

are to keep t

ius and these

ct, and let i

ns, in the name o

im and publis

his friends, a

exiles, trait

ish both his n

ouse be razed

iscate: this o

im this in the

executed

t Li

, senators, the t

al that leads y

ends, and watch

lish'd consul

ll foresee ad

ourge of Asia

o enter Ital

omp to triump

you know the

en-I mean th

h report of

umours of well-

nd draw a seco

are, and will

evel at my c

these error

rius, Cethegus,

neste, to pre

urpose of ou

selves will fo

the world, th

Tybris, with a

tately building

, my son, you k

erian legions

re some Cymbria

art Marius'

honour and a

, my lord, in hope

ervice and

oud challen

Marius' son ha

cum CE

, as fortunate a

as Alcides i

Sertorius

s Achilles i

valiant, hap

reeks and him

th Soldiers, COR

! why drag you thu

auty were a t

wn more barbar

greater than

an monarch w

and reliev'd i

r, daughters,

ind to Roma

stant as the a

'd, had friends

nquer'd, live

tive pleas present

make you prison

ve found Cornelia here And Sylla

f worth, both be

ied unto my

nd, that never

courage than th

elia, madam,

ornelia, Sylla's

his Fulvia, Syll

is Fulvia, Syll

come guests, in

and courage

u, senators a

wo, the fairest

ainties of my

n your censures

nsul, the continu

Sylla to a

ving of their

l force more fu

es we leave the

that some strange f

via, now thy hap

riage pomp, th

must masque

ather's arms wi

lders, tremblin

ius' looks s

t; and fountain

ia! shall thy fathe

eats of danger

ears, and like

lent, till our

ia, wife unto

od hath forc'd

untry, and fors

ed Marius, offsp

th hath wrought t

in for me or

tokens of t

robb'd of virt

eak thine ange

se, to banish a

est, and capt

barbarous deeds t

ylla, to depr

ut for every

ong he shall r

, in danger wi

rms to recon

a woman, Flaccu

rth bitter words

n regard of tha

esist from outr

n your grace endure

Lectorius, I h

nnot wrong me

talk, and my

vengement upo

rs first afflict

ke thy stubbor

eaming from thy

dimness choke t

onstrous harms

,[140] Fulvia, yo

ll may boast y

have words and

ike the compa

nd, and, ladies

ease to wade i

brawls your m

rdship's passing

y perceive we s

t, and countena

onstancy and be

hreatenings tur

beautiful? what

y as at first f

rm'd that we sh

ends with Ro

you Marius hath c

fruit may spring

hen, ladies, thus

take my love

ves, for you sh

ius, now I know t

mayst, unto th

our deaths t

on that, making

ed from fury

y boon; ladies

uffer us in priv

e a day or

if thou find

ght unto thy sl

rt; For pity 'twere that dames of constancy Should not be agents of their mis

via, now the late

ains but const

unt of irksome

ar, and daunt tho

stand aghast

now that Syll

eaven nor fortu

ffspring of fier

thrice-renowne

rriage, so u

etches is more s

onfirm'd as well

eth nothing

er known the co

loss by lu

or his follow

uin of fierce

, they that dwell

e, but subjec

I doubt not but

wail thy tyran

t's rule doth bree

say two ladi

s Lectorius.

rought tho

LECT

I have, n

dies, you are r

rius, for terror

framed to drea

ppal a prin

us lives to triu

warlike troops

d and hemm'd wi

l such prin

ladies, is o

d, where honou

r rule of R

chains about

ould combine your

shall adorn your

s, where you sha

s Europe-na

a, the fierce

nges and Hyd

e, and smooth

and Cornelia

t should guard yo

housand gallant

cross-barr'd wit

like coursers

the mountain-t

ills of brig

ct and bring yo

la, ladies,

arius holds wi

ies, for ladie

ylla and for

Marius vaunt th

hem old Marius

s both triumphs

ius use with glori

ives with these g

. No,

ght for honour

ain to triumph

live, fair and

done or wrou

pay it throu

ous, famous cons

we shall celeb

ll confess hi

' prayers or tears

w himself old

for that I nough

oe, I'll tri

nquest glory

ore co

send you

xe

a pint of wine in his hand,

dally not with us;

an's purse, and drink is drink, and can my

u have a maste

wise man to my master. But, fellows, I must make a parenthesis of this pi

f his brain hath made his tongue walk large

ost surpas

row of t

elcome

ps to sc

t, and

to men

est some

ny mo

be glad a

h down de

st some t

y mo to

ve pinky

ve and j

I praise

t good, wit

rithee, for thy part, Tell us where Lord

shall the s

er lose

es forsak

ry drunk

o boast

our costa

I do th

ke me si

e old man

hath made

a hei

ave these rhymes, and tel

, where you

ye go w

l I tell

sir, no

hath man

as I

t flout m

this liq

my force

ere Lord Anthony

in yond farmhous

his wine is for hi

fellow-fighters, t

own, for questionless this grave orator is in

OLD AN

er why my peasa

wonder haste

oe I am assai

ar await with

riod of my p

, soldiers. Unsheathe your swords, and

aster, f

you sh

e on th

de me s

you not

l leave

p upon y

mentable

xi

ed at last by w

, prepare th

monstrous mini

der with their

onfederate senators, have adjudged thee death, therefore prepa

powers, that kno

n my poor dis

rows, and leve

awe upon the

niece of Atlas

ngue the plia

rse of sweet a

owing terms

figures and d

ing of pity f

'rous passions

ay favour w

what shall b

uty droopeth th

what shall b

ature, widow

lls to see her

th not Antho

mouths of fals

doubts and quaint

ournful matron

seek to mur

k with kindnes

the shepherd wi

seek to mur

terms of art are these, That for

his favour and his grace, My ran

at now of late, meseems, His art d

ous eyes, reflecti

rt, refresh'd with

to behold the

eason drooping

sighs upon th

ting lambs with

eys robb'd of s

nt to yield th

ngs, exchang'd f

nd with some re

es with thunderi

gleams of a

earts with furi

ld harm the

d than senseles

to our decl

reful shepher

ngers of thi

citizens th

ed with couns

ks that, for thei

down on Aesc

gue, whose terms

'd the hosts of

ad, within whos

flowing eloqu

a CA

tongue, this head,

rant, trait'ro

w now, soldiers,

be bewitched

, false orator, fr

beseems thy f

ny must die, Which serv'd and lov'd

l off that neck wi

present it

dwell: The bees, that sat upon the Grecian's li

rystal dew of fai

atings trickled

ed his kind and

the beauties

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unto his pl

se presumptuous pr

ius, pensive w

lord, the hea

guerdon fit f

pollo prospe

ans, Marius slee

ts the loss of

en and a woful

ive[148] fain w

ll'n with sighs, my h

tears and plai

row forth with

sage to my p

Marius, wor

n a pleasant

leasure near a

with many lo

day, and on the

tizens[149] o

merry notes on

ly appeared

gles with their

ft about our

hideous cry d

nly old Ma

smile, determi

silence of th

he, old Mariu

r eagles, birds

irthday on m

day warn[150]

l the deadly

ore? In brief,

on-his goods an

onsul to our

amaz'd, for

with fury, s

t head upon

rds, for dange

xi

oreseen this luck

ad liv'd and

xe

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slain. At last enter SYLLA triumphant, w

ans, after all

urders and c

impartial h

eed from these c

ere erst the fat

purple walke

mangled members

easons of this

editious i

ds inclin'd to

! whilst I wit

'd my duty w

rce Dardanians

my colours

ord in the En

g the field

oe from exile w

aim me traito

use, you did de

olves, you cann

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e that sought

red Rome in s

hamper all m

ne, consul, lo

ylla, let him

ake an entranc

traitor Carb

la, in reveng

where first off

ke establish

hese repenta

I love thee, Po

t; but, Roman

aching in of

houlders with

nt cit

n_ CARB

see where jol

eatly like a

sance, sirrah

? No, Sylla: he tha

nsul scorns to

th hammer noug

your lordship the

ine equal, Pomp

al, villain? no,

poor anato

avish tawny w

toop? art thou

honour gods, n

t wither'd bough, tha

m down before my feet:

sir, my foot

d to give your

oldiers, but

k at first was

dy bend, thou ty

lt thou humbl

know, for all

your worship w

levied arms t

r legions to th

ut in hope that

ow betake you

ds to save you

carcase mus

ens that serve o

ee already,

beaks in suc

y threats and sc

thy murderers

her likes to

be a mocking-

haste; good soldie

ood to alter

that, when th

head and body

rbo longs to k

for the ravens[154

hless ruler o

me with grave

wrong and wre

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