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Caesar and Pompey a Roman tragedy, declaring their vvarres. Out of whose euents is euicted this proposition. Only a iust man is a freeman. By George Chapman.
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Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.
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for feares With mocks and scandals that would make a man Of lead a lightning in the desperat'st onset That euer trampled vnder death his life I beare the touch of feare for all their safeties Or for mine owne enlarge with twice as many Selfe-liues selfe-fortunes they shall sinke beneath Their owne credulities before I crosse them Come haste dispose our battaile Vib. Good my Lord Against your Genius warre not for the world Pom. By all worlds he that moues me next to beare Their scofs and imputations of my feare For any cause shall beare this sword to hell Away to battaile good my Lord lead you The whole six thousand of our yong Patricians Plac't in the left wing to enuiron Caesar My father Scipio shall lead the battaile Domitius the left wing I the right Against Marc Anthony Take now your fils Ye beastly doters on your barbarous wills Exeunt Alarme excursions of al The fiue Kings driuen ouer the Stage Crassinius chiefely pursuing At the dore enter againe the fiue Kings The battell continued within Epir. Fly fly the day was lost before t was fought Thess. The Romans feard their shadowes Cil. Were there euer Such monstrous confidences as last night Their Cups and musique shew'd Before the morning Made such amazes ere one stroke was struck Iber. It made great Pompey mad which who could mend The gods had hand in it Tra. It made the Consuls Run on their swords to see 't The braue Patricians Fled with their spoyled faces arrowes sticking As shot from heauen at them Thess. T was the charge That Caesar gaue against them Epir. Come away Leaue all and wonder at this fatall day Exeunt The fight neerer and enter Crassineus a sword as thrust through his face he fals To him Pompey and Caesar fighting Pompey giues way Caesar follows and enters at another dore Caes. Pursue pursue the gods foreshew'd their powers Which we gaue issue and the day is ours Crassineus O looke vp he does and shewes Death in his broken eyes which Caesars hands Shall doe the honor of eternall closure Too well thou keptst thy word that thou this day Wouldst doe me seruice to our victory Which in thy life or death I should behold And praise thee for I doe and must admire Thy matchles valour euer euer rest Thy manly lineaments which in a tombe Erected to thy noble name and virtues I le curiosly preserue with balmes and spices In eminent place of these Pharsalian fields Inscrib'd with this true soule of funerall Epitaphi Crassineus fought for fame and died for Rome Whose publique weale springs from this priuate tombe Enter some taking him off whom Caesar helps Enter Pompey Demetrius with black robes in their hands broad hats c. Pom. Thus haue the gods their iustice men their wils And I by mens wils rulde my selfe renouncing Am by my Angell and the gods abhorr'd Who drew me like a vapour vp to heauen To dash me like a tempest 'gainst the earth O the deserued terrors that attend On humane confidence had euer men Such outrage of presumption to be victors Before they arm'd To send to Rome before For houses neare the market place their tents Strowd all with flowers and nosegayes tables couer'd With cups and banquets bayes and mirtle garlands As ready to doe sacrifice for conquest Rather then arme them for fit fight t' enforce it Which when I saw I knew as well th' euent As now I feele it and because I rag'd In that presage my Genius shewing me clearely As in a mirror all this cursed issue And therefore vrg'd all meanes to put it off For this day or from these fields to some other Or from this ominous confidence till I saw Their spirits settl'd in some grauer knowledge Of what belong'd to such a deare decision They spotted me with feare with loue of glory To keepe in my command so many Kings So great an army all the hellish blastings That could be breath'd on me to strike me blinde Of honor spirit and soule And should I then Saue them that would in spight of heauen be ruinde And in their safeties ruine me and mine In euerlasting rage of their detraction Dem. Your safety and owne honor did deserue Respect past all their values O my Lord Would you Pom. Vpbraid me not goe to goe on Dem. No I le not rub the wound The misery is The gods for any error in a man Which they might rectify and should because That man maintain'd the right should suffer wrong To be thus insolent thus grac't thus blest Pom. O the strange carriage of their acts by which Men order theirs and their deuotions in them Much rather striuing to entangle men In pathlesse error then with regular right Confirme their reasons and their pieties light For now Sir whatsoeuer was foreshowne By heauen or prodigy ten parts more for vs Forewarning vs deterring vs and all Our blinde and brainlesse frenzies then for Caesar All yet will be ascribde to his regard Giuen by the gods for his good parts preferring Their glosse being starck impostures to the iustice Loue honor piety of our lawes and Countrey Though I thinke these are arguments enow For my acquitall that for all these fought Dem. Y' are cleare my Lord Pom. Gods helpe me as I am What euer my vntoucht command of millions Through all my eight and fifty yeares hath woonne This one day in the worlds esteeme hath lost So vile is praise and dispraise by euent For I am still my selfe in euery worth The world could grace me with had this dayes Euen In one blaze ioyn'd with all my other Conquests And shall my comforts in my well-knowne selfe Faile me for their false fires Demetrius Dem. O no my Lord Pom. Take griefe for them as if The rotten-hearted world could steepe my soule In filthy putrifaction of their owne Since their applauses faile me that are hisses To euery sound acceptance I confesse That till th' affaire was past my passions flam'd But now t is helplesse and no cause in me Rest in these embers my vnmoued soule With any outward change this dystick minding No man should more allow his owne losse woes Being past his fault then any stranger does And for the worlds false loues and ayry honors What soule that euer lou'd them most in life Once seuer'd from this breathing sepulchre Againe came and appearde in any kind Their kinde admirer still or did the state Of any best man here associate And euery true soule should be here so seuer'd From loue of such men as here drowne their soules As all the world does Cato sole accepted To whom I le fly now and my wife in way Poore Lady and poore children worse then fatherlesse Visit and comfort Come Demetrius They disguise themselues We now must sute our habites to our fortunes And since these changes euer chance to greatest Nor desire to be Doe fortune to exceed it what she can A Pompey or a Caesar but a man Exeunt Enter
good Vibius Be ransom'd with my loue and haste to Pompey Entreating him from me that we may meet And for that reason which I know this day Was giuen by Cato for his pursutes stay Which was preuention of our Romane blood Propose my offer of our hearty peace That being reconcil'd and mutuall faith Giuen on our either part not three dayes light May further shew vs foes but both our armies Disperst in Garisons we may returne Within that time to Italy such friends As in our Countryes loue containe our splenes Vib. T is offerd Sir 'boue the rate of Caesar In other men but in what I approue Beneath his merits which I will not faile T' enforce at full to Pompey nor forget In any time the gratitude of my seruice Vi. salutes Ant. and the other exit Caes. Your loue Sir and your friendship Ant. This prepares a good induction to the change of fortune In this dayes issue if the pride it kindles In Pompeys vaines makes him deny a peace So gently offerd for her alterd hand Works neuer surer from her ill to good On his side she hath hurt and on the other With other changes then when meanes are vsde To keepe her constant yet retire refusde Caes. I try no such conclusion but desire Directly peace In meane space I le prepare For other issue in my vtmost meanes Whose hopes now resting at Brundusium In that part of my army with Sabinus I wonder he so long delaies to bring me And must in person haste him if this Euen I heare not from him Crass. That I hope flyes farre Your full intent my Lord since Pompeys navie You know lies houering all alongst those seas In too much danger for what ayde soeuer You can procure to passe your person safe Acil. Which doubt may proue the cause that stayes Sabinus And if with shipping fit to passe your army He yet straines time to venture I presume You will not passe your person with such Conuoy Of those poore vessels as may serue you here Caes. How shall I helpe it shall I suffer this Torment of his delay and rack suspitions Worse then assur'd destructions through my thoughts Anth. Past doubt he will be here I left all orderd And full agreement made with him to make All vtmost haste no least let once suspected Caes. Suspected what suspection should feare a friend In such assur'd streights from his friends enlargement If t were his souldiers safeties he so tenders Were it not better they should sinke by sea Then wrack their number King and cause ashore Their stay is worth their ruine should we liue If they in fault were if their leader he Sould dye the deaths of all in meane space I That should not beare all fly the sight in shame Thou eye of nature and abortiue night Fall dead amongst vs with defects defects Must serue proportion iustice neuer can Be else restor'd nor right the wrongs of man Exeunt Pompey Cato Gabinius Demetrius Athenodorus Porcius Statilius Pomp. This charge of our fierce foe the firiendly gods Haue in our stregthen'd spirits beaten back With happy issue and his forces lessen'd Of two and thirty Ensignes forc't from him Two thousand souldiers slaine Cat. O boast not that Their losse is yours my Lord Pomp. I boast it not But only name the number Gab. Which right well You might haue raisde so high that on their tops Your Throne was offer'd euer t' ouerlooke Subuerted Caesar had you beene so blest To giue such honor to your Captaines Counsailes As their alacrities did long to merit With proofefull action Dem. O t was ill neglected Stat. It was deferr'd with reason which not yet Th' euent so cleare is to confute Pom. If t were Our likeliest then was not to hazard battaile Th' aduenture being so casuall if compar'd With our more certaine meanes to his subuersion For finding now our army amply storde With all things fit to tarry surer time Reason thought better to extend to length The warre betwixt vs that his little strength May by degrees proue none which vrged now Consisting of his best and ablest souldiers We should haue found at one direct set battaile Of matchlesse valours their defects of victuall Not tyring yet enough on their tough nerues Where on the other part to put them still In motion and remotion here and there Enforcing them to fortifying still Where euer they set downe to siege a wall Keepe watch all night in armour their most part Can neuer beare it by their yeares oppression Spent heretofore too much in those steele toyles Cat. I so aduisde and yet repent it not But much reioyce in so much saued blood As had beene pour'd out in the stroke of battaile Whose fury thus preuented comprehends Your Countreys good and Empires in whose care Let me beseech you that in all this warre You sack no City subiect to our Rule Nor put to sword one Citizen of Rome But when the needfull fury of the sword Can make no fit distinction in maine battaile That you will please still to prolong the stroke Of absolute decision to these iarres Considering you shall strike it with a man Of much skill and experience and one That will his Conquest sell at infinite rate If that must end your difference but I doubt There will come humble offer on his part Of honor'd peace to you for whose sweet name So cryed out to you in our late-met Senate Lost no fit offer of that wished treaty Take pity on your Countreys blood as much As possible may stand without the danger Of hindering her iustice on her foes Which all the gods to your full wish dispose Pom. Why will you leaue vs whither will you goe To keepe your worthyest person in more safety Then in my army so deuoted to you Cat. My person is the least my Lord I value I am commanded by our powerfull Senate To view the Cities and the kingdomes scituate About your either army that which side Soeuer conquer no disordered straglers Puft with the Conquest or by need impeld May take their swinge more then the care of one May curb and order in these neighbor confines My chiefe passe yet resolues for Vtica Pom. Your passe my truest friend and worthy Father May all good powers make safe and alwayes answer Your infinite merits with their like protection In which I make no doubt but we shall meet With mutuall greetings or for absolute conquest Or peace preuenting that our bloody stroke Nor let our parting be dishonor'd so As not to take into our noblest notice Your selfe most learned and admired Father Whose merits if I liue shall lack no honor Porcius Statilius though your spirits with mine Would highly chere me yet ye shall bestow them In much more worthy conduct but loue me And wish me conquest for your Countreys sake Sta. Our liues shall seale our loues Sir with worst deaths Aduentur'd in your seruice Pom. Y' are my friends Exeunt Cat. Athen. Por. Sat.