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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A49940	Sophonisba, or, Hannibal's overthrow a tragedy, acted at the Theatre-Royall, by their majesties servants / written by Nathaniel Lee.	Lee, Nathaniel, 1653?-1692.	1676 (1676)	Wing L870; ESTC R13330	36,757	72

fled Han. Live and I 'le raise that honour from the dead Ros. Renown runson like time but nere turns back Han. Then we that swift renown will overtake Wee 'l hast where glory baits to every hold And mount new fame till we outstrip the old Ros. Dear Hannibal alas I wish I cou'd But 't will not be life trembling takes the flood Till well nigh swallowed in waves of blood The Roman glory shines too fatal bright And with it's gathering lustre dims my sight Eternally adieu my body take Chaste and entire I kept it for your sake 'T is the last present that I now can make dies Han. For ever gone all her sweet stock of breath Spent in one sigh the riot of rich death Now by Arms the Gods too partial are Or else they envy'd my full trade of War Which cou'd so vast a state of beauty buy As far surpass'd the Mannors of their sky Dead Rosalinda Bom. Raise you from the ground And let not love your vertue 's force confound Where is that heat and haughty courage gone Which against nature's lets your Troops led on Mah. Think you for naught the Gods such valour gave You should prop Thrones and falling Kingdoms save Buried in thought and deaf to honour's call Your soul beneath her mighty pitch does fall Han. Maherbal no astonish'd thou shalt be We dare be brave in spight of destiny Though rob'd of all the riches love could give And stript of glory too yet we will live Courage is form'd of the Etherial mold And round it bands of Adamant are rowld To this still haughty breast such fire is given I could the summons meet of hell or Heaven Cou'd like the great eternal mover sway The world in Arms and teach it to obey 'T was noble grief that lately chang'd my form But I am ruffled now into a storm Bom. Your Mistress body hence we will convey And in some hallowed Vault her relicks lay Mah. Like Pilgrims once a year wee 'l mourning go And on her Urne sad yiew with Cypress throw And all our stock of tears and sighs bestow Han. Forever brightest of thy kind farewel Who wert too worthy therefore early fell As the young Phoenix does in sacred myrhe His fathers dust to the sun's Temple bear So in fames houses shalt thou honour'd be And every God shall have a grain of thee Mah. Since glory with her last breath she profest May wish'd Dominion widen all your breast Han. Hast hast Maherbal and fresh levies make Honour that did but now calm slumbers take Shall like the Ocean in a Tempest wake Wee 'l pass new Alpes new Consuls overthrow To Rome with far more dreadful Armies go Forcing the Appian and Emilian way To the Suburra wee 'l pursue the fray Nor stop till Rosalinda's statue crown'd Sits in the Capitol with Gods enthroan'd Exeunt Scipio K. Massinissa Lelius c. Scip. I grieve brave Prince so often to deny She must a Captive be or she must die K. Mas. I know she must if you will have it so But pardon may be granted to a fo O spare her then as you wou'd be forgiven At your last hour when you prepare for Heaven Scip. Learn to ask blessings those you shall not want This is a curse which I can never grant Like one who in a burning feaver lies And begs for water if he drinks he dies I like a wise Physitian thwart your will And vanquish your distemper with my skill K. Mas. For the God's sake for friendship glory love By all that 's good below or blest above Let not at last my well taught Courage droop Break not the heart which you have foster'd up Oh Sophonisba Give her to my prayers To these fast rising sighs and falling tears No other crown I ask as valour's due For all that I have done or all that I shall do Lo at your knees behold a Monarch fall Yet more your friend and then I have said all Scip. Let not your passion Royalty degrade Rise valiant Prince I 've thought of what you said And as your friend my temper cannot keep Mourn your Misfortunes and like you can weep Curse Roman Tyrany and wish you were Forever Joyn'd with that unhappy fair K. Mas. Oh you have blest me Scip. Massinissa stay You only heard what friendship bid me say But as Rome's Consul and the Lord of power I now command you never see her more Unless the view to her may fatal be This is my last immutable decree K. Mas. Is your feign'd pity come to this your tears Falser then those which Egypts Monster wears Tyrannick Rome Barbarous are all thy Laws Have I for this in thy accursed cause Starv'd life by lavishing her precious food My spirits lost emptied my dearest blood Fought 'till I rampiers made of bodies round So mark'd with fate that I appear'd one wound Yet rais'd thy bleeding Eagles from the ground Scip. Think no more on 't her memory forget K. Mas. Cut me to Atoms tear my soul out yet In every smallest particle of me You shall the form of Sophonisba see All like my soul and all in every part Bath'd in my eyes and bleeding in my heart Scip. Lelius secure the Queen K. Mas. Stay Lelius stay I 've done my Lord and will your power obey The Queen shall die on a Kings word she shall She must a victim for the Empire fall How am I now Scip. For Sophonisba's loss Your Arms Numidia's Empire shall engross For your late Gallantry at Zama shown Kind Rome presents you an Imperial Crown Saluts you King now all your griefs defy Thus we embrace thee as our brave allie Give your grief truce thus prais'd and thus adorn'd Let all the beauties of the Earth be scorn'd Exit K. Mas. Scorn'd be your glory more and Roman pride While I in winding-sheets embrace my Bride For 't is decreed that we must never part Wee 'l be one spirit as wee 're now one heart Traverse the glittering Chambers of the Sky Born on a Cloud in view of fate I 'le lie And press her soul while Gods stand wishing by Men. My Lord if you would hear K. Mas. What canst thou say Men. Reason's a Rebel when high passions sway K. Mas. And such art thou yet speak what shall I do Instruct me to be greatly false or true Men. The Queen must die K. Mas. Ha must no more Men. She to the Gods is given or Roman power K. Mas. Neither she shall not die nor shall she live The Romans slave I 'le give her a reprieve Men. But how K. Mas. Why thus I 'le kill my self kill thee Rome Carthage all the world and then she shall live free Men. Glory or beauty 't is ordained you lose K. Mas. O Rome Oh Heaven both equally my foes Was ever heart thus miserably torn Were ever woes like mine so calmly born From the Contagion of my troubles take As much as might the spring a winter make Freeze the hot blood of