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met, sir.

Hath not your uncle Dioclesian taken

Aur. Here's Charinus, His last farewell o'th' world? Wbat then can His brow furrow'd with anger. shake you?

Muri. Let him storm! Mari. The thought I may be shaken, and And you shall hear me thunder. assurance

Char. He dispose of That what we do possess is not our own, My provinces at his pleasure and confer But has depending on another's favour: Those honours, that are only mine to give, For notbing's more uncertain, my Aurelia, Upon his creatures? Than power that stands pot on his proper Niger. Mighty sir, ascribe hasis,

To his assurance of your love and favour, But borrows his foundation. I'll make plain And not to pride or malice. My cause of doubts and fears; for what Char. No, good Niger; should I

Courtesy shall not fool me; he shall know Conceal from you, that are to be familiar I lent a hand to raise him, and defend him, With my most private thoughts? Is not the While he continues good ; but the same empire

strength, My uncle's gift? and may he not resume it If pride make him usurp upon my right, Upon the least distaste? Does not Charinus Shall strike him to the centre.-You're well Cross me in my designs and what is majesty

[hear When 'tis divided? Does not the insolent Mari. As you make the encounter. Sir, I soldier

That you repine, and hold yourself much Call my command his donative? and what griev'd, can take

In that, without your good leave, I bestow'd More from our honour? No, my wise Aurelia,

The Gallian proconsulship upon
If I to you am more than all the world, A follower of mine.
As sure you are to me; as we desire

Char. 'Tis true; and wonder
To be secure, we must be absolute, frows

You durst attempt it.
And know no equal; when your brother bor Mari. Durst, Charinus?
The little splendor that he has from us,

Char. Durst;
And we are sery'd for fear, not at entreaty, Again I speak it. Think you me so tame,
We may live safe; but 'till then, we but walk So leaden and unactive, to sit down
With heavy burdens on a sea of glass,

With suclidishonour? But, recall your grant, And our own weight will sink us.

And speedily; or, by the Roman gods, Aur. Your mother brought you

Thou trip'st thine own heels up, and hast Into the world an emperor; you persuade

no part But what I would have counsell’d. Nearbess In Rome, or in the empire. of blood,

Nuri. Thou hast none, Respect of piety, and thankfulness,

But by permission. Alas, poor Charinus, And all the holy dreams of virtuous fools, Thou shadow of an emperor, I scorn thee, Must vanish into nothing, when Ambition Thee, and thy foolish threats! The gods ap(The inaker of great minds, and nurse of point hinn honour)

The absolute disposer of the earth, Puts in for empire. On then, and forget That has the sharpest sword: I'm sure, ChaYour simple uncle; think he was the master rinus,

Aper (In being once an emperor) of a jewel, Thon wear'st one without edge. When cruel Whose worth and use he knew not. For Had kill'd Numerianus, thy brother, Charinus,

(An act that would have inade a trembling (No more iny brother) if he be a stop

coward To what you purpose, he to me's a stranger, More daring than Alcides) thy base fear And so to be remov'd.

Made thee wink at it; then rose up my uncle, Mari. Thou more than woman !

For the bonour of the empire, and of Rome, Thou masculine greatness, to whose soaring Against the traitor, and, among his guards, spirit

Punish'd the treason. This bold daring act To touch the stars seems but an cagy Oight, Got him the soldiers' suffrages to be Cæsar. Oh, how I glory in thee! Those great women

And howsoever his too-gentle nature Antiquity is proud ot, thou but nam'd, Allow'd thee the name only, as his gift, Shall be no more reineinber'd. But

persevere, I challenge the succession. And thou shalt shine among those lesser lights,

Char. Thou art cozen'd.

When the receiver of a courtesy Enter Charinus, Niger, and Guard. Cannot sustain the weight it carries with it, To all posterity, like another Phæbe,

'Tis but a trial **, not a present act. And so ador'd as she is,

Thou hast in a few days of thy short reign, » 'T is but a tryal.] The sense designed is certainly, not at present, or as yet an irrevocable

In over-weening pride, riot, and lusts,

3 Shep. But hark you, Sham'd poble Dioclesian, and his gift;

We must not cul bim emperor. Nor doubt , when it sball arrive unto

1 Countr. That's all one ;

son; His certain knowleriye, how the empire groans He's the king of good fellows, that's no treaUnder thy tyranny, but he will forsake And so i'll call him still, tho' I be hang'd fort. His private life, and once again resume Igrant you h' has giv’n his honour to another His laid-by majesty;or, at least, make choice


[low, Of such :un Atlas as may bear this hurden, He cannot give his humour ; he's a brave fel

Too heavy for thy shoulders. To effect this, And will love iis, and we'll love him, Come Lend your assistance, gentleinen; and then hither, Ladon; doubt het

What oew songs, and what veers? But that this mushroom, sprung up in a night, 3 Shep. Enougli. I'll tell ve; Shall as suon withier. And for you. Aurelia, He comes abroad anon to view his grounds, If you estcem pour bonour more than tribute Au, with the help of Thirsis, and old Egon, Paid to your loathsome appetite, as a fury (If his whorson cold tegone) avd Amaryllis, Fly from bis loose embraces. So, farewell! And

some few more o' th' wenches, we will Ere long vou shall bear more. [ Exeunt. meet him, dur. Are you struck dumb,

And strike him such new springs 2, and sucli That you make no reply?

free welcomes, Muri. Sueet, I will do,

Shall make him scorn an empire, forget inaAnd after talk: I will prevent iheir plots, jesty,

(happy. And turn thein on their own accused heads. And inake bim bless the hour he liv'd here My uncle? good! Imust not know the names 2 Countr. And we will second ye, we hoOf piety or pity. Steel my heart,

nest carters, Desire of empire, and instruct me, that We lads o'tl'lash, with some blunt enterThe prince that over oihers would be:ir svay, tainment; Checks at no let that stops him in his way! Our teams to two-pence, we'll give bim some [Exerint. Or we'll bawl fearfully!


3 Shep. He can't expect now [sicks, SCENE IU.

His courtly entertainments, and his rare muEnter three Shepherds und two Countrymen. And ladies to delight him with their voices; 1 Shep. Do you think this great man will Honest and cheerful toys from bonest meanicontinue here?

ings, 2 Shep. Continue here? what else? l'has And the best hearts they have. We must be bought the great farm;

teat all; A great man, with a great inberit:ince,

On goes my russet jerkin with blue buttons. And all the ground about it, alithe woods too, i Shep. And my green stops I was married And stock't it like an emperor, Now, all our in; my bounet,

[boys; sports ashion,

With my carnation point with silver tags, And all our merry gambols, our May-ladies, You know where I won it. Our evening dances on the green, our sow:S, 1 Countr. Thou wilt ne'er be old, Alexis. Our buliday good cheer, our bagpipes now, 1 Shep. And I shall find some toys that boys,

have been tavours, Shall make the wanton lasses skip again, And 100sugays, and such knacks; for there Our sheep-shearings, and all our knacks.

Le wences. act or deed. If the words do not seem to the reader to convey this sense, a slight change will: He may read

not a perfect act,' But I would not have the text disturbed. Seriari. Betterton reads,

« 'Tis but a trial, not a confirm'd act.' The word present, in the text, bears the same sense as confirm'd or perfect, in the variations of Seward and Betterton.

29 Springs here means tunes. So bisl.op Douglass in his Translation of Virgil, book vi. page 167:

Gif Orpheus mycht reduce agane I gess
• From llell his Spouse's goist, with his sueit stringeis,

Playand on his tarp ot Trace sa pleasant springis.'
So Chaucer, in his House of Fame, bouk ni. line 113, &c.

• There saw I famous oid and young

Piperis all of the Duche long,
• To lerning love damncis and springis,
Reyis and the straunge ihingis.' Sympson

young Paris in,


off yet,

3 Shep. My mantle goes on too I play'd 3 Shep. We'll have the best, sir,

Handsome young girls. And the new garters Amaryllis sent me.

Geta. The handsomer the better. 1 Countr. Yes, yes; we'll all be handsome,

Enter Delphia. and wash our faces. Neighbour, I see a remnant of March dust 'May bring your wives too; 'twill be all one That's hatch'd into your chaps : I pray you

charge to ye; be careful,

For I must know your families. And mundify your muzzle 30.

Delph. 'Tis well said,

[hatching 'Tis well said, honest friends. I know ye're Enter Geta..

Some pleasurable sports for your great land2 Countr. I'll to the barbers; It shalt cost me I know what.-Who's this? Fill hin with joy, and win him a friend to ye, 3 Shep. Give ruoin, neighbours !

And inake this little Grange secm a large A great man in our state.

Gods bless your

[favour, worship!

Let out 30 with home contents: I'll work his 2 Countr. Encrease your mastership! Which daily shall be on ye.

Getu. Thanks, my good people. {it, 3 Shep. Then we'll sing daily, Stand oif, and know your duties !--AsI take And make him the best sportsYou are the labouring people of this village, Delph. Instruct 'em, Geta, And you that keep the sheep. Stand further And be a merry man again.

Getu. Will you lend me a devil, And wingle not with my authority;

That we may dance awhile? 1 am too mighty for your company.

Delph. I'll lend thee two; 3 Shep. We know it, sir; and we desire And bag-pipes that shall blow alone. your worship

Geta. I thank you; [plexion first. To reckon us amongst your humble servants ; But I'll know your devils of a cooler comAnd that our country sports, sir

Come, follow, follow; I'll go sit and see ye. Geta. For your sports, sir,

(venient, Delph. Do; and be ready an hour hence, They may be seen, when I shall think con and bring 'em; When, out of my discretion, I shall view 'em, For in the grove you'll find himn. [Ereunt. And hold 'ein fit for licence.— Ye look upon

Enter Diocles 31 and Drusilla, And louk upon me seriously, as you knew me:

Dio. Come, Drusilla, 'Tis true, I've beca a rascal, as you are, The partner of my best contents! I hope now A fellow of no mention, nor no nark,

You dare believe ine.
Just such another piece of dirt, so fashion'd; Drus. Yes, and dare


But time, that purifies all things of merit, I think you now inost happy.
Has set another stamp. Come nearer now,

Dio. You say true, sweet; And be not fearful (I take vffiny austerity); For, by niy soul, I find now by experience, And know me for the great and mighty Content was never courtier. steward

Drus. I pray yon walk Under this inan of honour; know ye for The cool shades of the grove invite you. vassals,

Dio. Oh, my dearest!

[oess, And at my pleasure I can dispeople ye, [try: When man bas cast off bis ambitious

greatCan blow you and your cattle out o'th coun And sunk into the sweetness of himself; But fear me, and have favour. Come, go Built his foundation upon honest thoughts; along with me,

['em. Not great, but good, desires tuis daily servants; And I will hear your songs, and perhaps like How quietly he sleeps! How joyfully 3 Shep. I hope you will, sir.

He wakes again, and looks on his possessions, Geta. 'Tis not a thing un possible.

And from his willing labours feeds with pleaPerhaps I'll sing myself, the more to grace ye; sure! And if I like your woinen

Here hang no comets in the shapes of crowns 39 Mundify your muzrle.) i.e. Clean your mouth, your chaps. 30 Let out.] Probably we should read, · Set out.'

31 Enter Diocles and Drusilla.] Through the emperor had quitted his imperial dignity, and retired to his farın, it does not appear by any accounts that he ever reduced bis naine, as our cditors live done for hiin bere, to pure plain Diveles. I say tlie editors, not the poets, because in the conclusion of this act the soldiers give bim his imperial addition,

Long live the good and gracious Dioclesian.' Sympson. These cavils at the stage directions are not only idle, but ridiculous; and, besides this, Sympsou suffers him, in the Dumb Show (at the beginning of the fourth act) to be called botn Dior es anu Discies.un: This probably proceeded from oversiglit in him; in us it prom ceeds foon our thinking it too insigniticaut tor attention. VOL, IT,






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To shake our sweet contents; nor here, Be not amaz'd, but let him shew his dreadDrusilla,


pleasures, Cares, like eclipses, darken our endeavours: Mari. Huw confident he sits amongst his We love here without rivals, kiss with inno And what a cheerful colour shews in's face!

[dren And yet he sees me too, the soldiers with me. Our thoughts as gentle as our lips, our chil Aur. Be speedy in your work, (you will be The double heirs both of our fornis and faiths. stopt else) Drus. I'ın glad ye make this right use of And then you are an emperor! this sweetness,

Maxi. I'll about it. This sweet retiredness.

Dio. My royal cousin, how I joy to see you, Dio. 'Tis sweet indeed, love,

You and your royal empress! And every circumstance about it shews it. Mari. You're too kind, sir. How liberal is the spring in every place here! I come not to eat with you, and to surfeit The artificial court shews but a shadow, In these poor clownish pleasures; but to tell A painted imitation of this glory. (cellence; I look upon you like my winding-sheet, (you, Smeli to this fower; here Nature has her ex The coffin of my greatness, nay, my grave: Let all the perfumes of the empire pass this, For whilst you are alive The carefull'st lady's cheek shew such a co Dio. Alive, my cousin? They're gilded and adulterate vanities. [lour; Mari. I say, alive-I am no emperor; And here in poverty dwells voble vature. I'm nothing but mine own disquiet. What pains we take to cool our wines, to al Dio. Stay, sir!

Maxi. I cannot stay. The soldiers dote And bury quick the fuming God to quench us! upon you.

[rity (Musick belowo. I would fain spare you; but mine own secuMethinks this chrystal well-Ha! what Compels me to forget you are my uncle, strange musick?

Compels me to forget you made me Cæsar; 'Tis underneath, sure !-How it stirs and For, whilst you are remember'd, I am buried. joys me!

Dio. Did not I make you emperor, dear How all the birds set on the fields redouble cousin? Their odoriferous sweets! Hark how the The free gift from my special grace? echces

Delph. Fear nothing.


Dio. Did not I chuse this poverty, to raise Enter a Spirit from the well.

That royal woman gave into your arms too? Drus. See, sir, those flowers (ment.

Bless'd you with ber bright beauty? Gave From out the well, spring to your entertain the soldier,

(you? Enter Delphia.

The soldier that bung to me, fix'd him on

Gave you the world's comipand? Dio. Bless me!

Mari. This cannot help you. Drus. Be not afraid; 'tis some good angel Dio. Yet this shall ease ine. Can you be That's come to welcome you.

so base, cousin, Delph. Go near, and hear, son. [Song:

So far from nobleness, so far from nature, Dio. Oh, mother, thanks

you, thank

As to forget all this? to tread this tie out? this was your will.

Raise to yourself so foul a monument Delph. You shall not want delights to bless

That every common foot shall kick asunder? your presence.

Must my blood glue you to your peace? Now you are honest, all the stars shall ho

Mari. It must, uncle;
Enter Shepherds and Dancers.

I stand too loose else, and my foot too feeble: Stay; here are country shepherds; here's

You gone once, and their love retir'd, I'ni

rooted. some sport too, And you must grace it, sir; 'twas meant to

Dio. And cannot this remov'd poor state welcome you.

obscure me? [son.

(tiously A king shall never feel your joy: Sit down,

I do not seek for yours, nor enquire ambi

After your growing fortunes. Take heed, my A dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses; Pan kinsman !

leading the men, Ceres the maids. Ungratefulness and blood mingled together, Hold, hold! my messenger appears. Leave

Will, like two furious tidesoil, friends,

Miari. I must sail thro’’em; Leave off a while, and breathe.

Let 'em be tides of death, sir, I must stem up. Dio. What news? You're pale, mother.

Dio. Hear but this last, and wisely yet conDelph. No; I am careful of thy safety, son.

sider! Be not affrighted, but sit still; I'm with thee. Place round about my Grange a garrison,

That if I offer to exceed my limits, Enter Maximinian, Aurelia, and Soldiers. Or ever in my common talk name emperor, And now, dance out your dance. D' you Ever converse with any greedy soldier, know that person?

Or look for adoration, nay, for courtesy,

you !

(nour you.

fed you ;




Above the day's salute Think who has That my poor innocent days may turn again,

[misery? And my mind, pure, may purge me of these Think, cousin, who I am. D’you slight iny

[us-Nay, then I charge thee! Nay, I meet thy By your old love, the blood that runs between cruelty.

[The hand taken in. Mari. This cannot serve; prepare. Now Aur. By that love once you bare to me! fall on, soldiers,

by that, sir, And all the treasure that I have

That blessed maid enjoys-[Thunder and lightning. Dio. Rise up, dear cousin, [you, 1 Sold. The earth shakes;

sir; And be your words your judges! I forgive We totter up and down; we cannot stand, Great as you are, enjoy that greatness ever, Methinks the mountains tremble too.

Whilst I mine own content make mine own 2 Sold. The flashes,

empire. How thick and bot they come! We shall be Once more I give you all; learn to deserve it, burnt all!

And live to love your good more than your Delph. Fall on, soldiers! sbravely! greatness.You that sell innocent blood, fall on full Now shew your loves to entertain this empe1 Suld. We cannot stir.

My honest neighbours ! Geta, see all handDelph. You have your liberty;

[little; So have you, lady: One of you come do it. Your Grace must pardon us; our house is

[A hand with a bolt appears above. But such an ainple welcome as a poor man D'ye stand amaz'd ? Look o'er thy head, And his true love can make you and your Maximinian,

Madam, we have no dainties. [empress Look, to thy terror, what overhangs thee; Aur. 'Tis enongh, sir; Nay, it will nail thee dead: Look how it theat We shall enjoy the riches of your goodness. ens thee!

[es; Sold. Long live the good and gracious Dio. • The bolt for vengeance on ungrateful wretch clesiau!

[rashness, • The bolt of innocent blood : Read those hot Dio. I thank you, soldiers; I forgive your characters,

(lady, And, royal sir, long may they love and hoAnd spell the will of Heav'n. Nay, lovely nour you! You must take part too, as spur to Ambition.

[Drums beut a march afar off. Are you bumble? Now speak; my part is

What drums are those?
Does all your glory shake? (ended. Delph. Meet 'em, my honest son ;
Maxi. Hear us, great uncle,

They are thy friends, Charinus and the old Good and great sir, be pitiful unto us!

soldiers, Below your feet we lay our lives; be merciful! That come to rescue thee from thy hotcousin. Begin you, Heaven will follow.

But all is well; and turn all into welcomes ! dur. Oh, it shakes still! [knowledge Two einperors you must entertain now,

Muri. And dreadfully it theatens. We ac Dio. Oh, dear mother, Our base and foul intentions: Stand between I've will enough, but I want room and glory.

[given : Delph. That shall be my care. Sound your For faults confess'd, they say, are halt for pipes now merrily, [welcomes ! We're sorry for our sins. Take froin us, sir, And all your handsome sports: Sing 'em full That glorious weight that made us swell, that Dio. And let 'em know, our true love poison'd us;

breeds more stories, That mass of majesty I labour'd under, And perfect joys, than kinys do, and their (Tou heavy and too inighty for my manage) glories.



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