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A35270
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Caligula a tragedy, as it is acted at the Theatre Royal, by His Majesty's servants / written by Mr. Crowne.
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Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.
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1698
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Wing C7376; ESTC R13012
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sloath and take a noble course The Trumpets seem with frequent summons hoarse The grumbling Drums urge 'em to War in vain The Drones have Warlick glory in disdain And from their wealth and ease no more can rise Then from their amber tombs poor lifeless flies Begone th' art an offence to Caesar's eye Go to thy Father and prepare to die Lep. My self to death with pleasure I resign Hoping I shall redeem his life with mine Ex. Lep. guarded Cal. Go let Cherâ—ea speedily be brought Vit. He 's come Enter Cassius Cheraea with a Guard Cal. A Prisoner Cassius What 's thy fault Cas Ch. My Lord Valerius who has been my Friend Sir 't was my great misfortune to offend Cal. Confess the truth save thy own life and mine From his proud heart some dangerous design Broke in thy hearing e're he was aware And then he lock'd it up from taking air Cas Ch. He 's close and dark I believe loyal too I love a Virgin in the dark 't is true Not Treason Sir with the most lovely face But I 've not seen him since his last disgrace Cal. His nature's visible enough he 's proud He Courts the Senate purchases the crowd By their assistance to ascend the Throne Power is the Idol of his heart 't is known This night the memory of Augustus claims With all Magnificence and publick games I fail not to adorn it ev'ry year And I shall have a great assembly here This Evening my Tragedians represent Some of those Fables Priests of Hell invent Then Rome shall be a Hell and flow in blood A noble Fable for an interlude Cassius I 'll try the metal of thy Sword Thou shalt have the honour to obey thy Lord. Cas Caesar makes bloody hangmen of his Guard We to a noble Office are prefer'd When his mind changes which will be soon For it has more new faces than the Moon And influences more this lower World We by new hangmen shall to Hell be hurl'd My resolutions I have let you know And you embrac'd 'em now let 's give the blow For which sick trembling Rome in secret longs Let 's give her freedom and Revenge her wrongs The Tyrant by our aid Robs Burns Devours Let 's put an end to all her guilt and ours Aside to the Guards Cal. Rome has inborn aversions to a Prince And I am warn'd to stand on my defence By Oracles and Dreams Sleep shuns my eyes I 'm angry that I need such poor supplies Time by immortal natures may be spar'd But from short life to take a third seems hard Vit. Thanks to the Gods in yonder beauteous Bower You slept of late Cal. How long Vit. Almost an hour Ten minutes short for Sir I proudly own I number'd 'em and then I penn'd 'em down Whatever Caesar does a Prince ador'd By half mankind is worthy of Record Cal. Then did I dream from Heaven where I was Crown'd Jove spurn'd me to the Earth nay under the ground The Earth then yawn'd and with a frightfull roar Clos'd o're my head and I was seen no more Dark Treason lurks in Rome I know not where I 'm in disorder Rogues will call it fear And so will impudent Historians too How do they blacken Kings they never knew Of their own vain imaginations proud Into their stories sawcily they crowd Their own Reflections Dreams and false Conceits So lie with Kings in the same fine wrought sheets All Rome but I now with delight abounds Let Musick try with sweet inchanting sounds To calm my stormy thoughts to lull my care Musick charm'd Hell and all the furies there After a short Entertainment of Musick and Dancing Shrieks and tumultuous noises are heard from behind the Scenes Vit. goes out My Guards my Guards Re-enter Vit. How now does Rome Rebell Vit. One of your Statues shook and groan'd then fell Th' assembly frightned then in tumults rose And with blood rain'd from Heav'n the pavement flows Cal. For Caesar's danger nature is in pain There is more truth in Marble than in Men. The fall of Rome or Caesar's death is near I 'll have the blood of all I 've cause to fear Go and prepare for this design to night And we 'll to morrow forrage in delight Ex. Vit. Cas Now our great work no longer let 's retard Strike when I strike Aside to the Guard Sir I am on the Guard He approaches the Emperor Be pleas'd to give the Word Cal. Stay let me see Priapus that is a fit word for thee Cas Ch. wounds the Emperor and the Guard second him The Emperor falls Cal. Ha! I am murder'd murder'd by my Guard Cas Ch. No no a murderer meets his just reward The Emperor strives to get up Cal. I 'm yet alive Cas Ch. How many lives hast thou Thou hast a thousand if th' art living now They all wound him again Had we not kill'd thee thousands must have dy'd By us as victims to thy bloody pride They cou'd no way but by thy fall escape 'T was on my innocence a cruel rape Death I expect and I 'll prepare to die Not by the Councels of Philosophy I will converse with beauty more Divine And be inspir'd by Love and Songs and Wine My self for death with pleasure I 'll compose And give my life an entertaining close Clashing of arms is heard What shou'd this mean No matter what away Lest you be cut in pieces if you stay Ex. Cas and the Guard Cal. I am yet living and the Villains fly I shall revenge my death before I die He endeavours to rise Enter Valerius Asiaticus Annius Minutianus and their party driving Soldiers before ' em Cal rises and staggers Val. Min. and their party return Val. A. Where is this Ravisher of beauteous Wives Of Virgins Realms Religions Laws and Lives Cal. Valerius then my death was thy design I 'm butcherâ—d here by Cowardly Rogues o' thine Val. A. Cowards I hate and Cowardly treason scorn I 'll keep unstain'd the Lawrels I have worn A brave Revenge I fairly sought and won I 've beat thy Guards and thou art left alone I 've given thy dreadfull power a dangerous blow Thou and thy lofty Throne both struggle now Cal. I 'm going going whither who can tell Val. A. Whither all Tyrants go to burning Hell Cal. I 'd rather sink into the Hell I dread Than at a Rascalls foot thus lay my head Cal. falls and dies Val. A. So he is fallen he who lately trod On all mankind and call'd himself a God That he was mortal to his cost he found And in his blood now wallows on the ground An. M. He wish'd all Rome had but one neck 't is said That at one blow he might all Rome behead Val. A. Ay but he found too many hands in Town And hands it seems as bloody as his own A debauch'd vitious Prince does often find 'T is very dangerous to corrupt mankind 'T is odds he by his own corruption dies And crimes by crimes justly the Gods