soule ABEL about it Thou shalt know more anone Away be gone A miserable rogue and liues with cheese And has the wormes That was the cause indeed Why he came now He dealt with me in priuate To get a med'cine for 'hem SVB. And shall sir This workes FAC. A wife a wife for one on' vs my deare SVBTLE Wee 'll eene draw lots and he that failes shall haue The more in goods the other has in taile SVB. Rather the lesse For shee may be so light Shee may want graines FAC. I or be such a burden A man would scarse endure her for the whole SVB. Faith best let 's see her first and then determine FAC. Content But DOL must ha' no breath on 't SVB. Mum Away you to your SVRLY yonder catch him FAC. 'Pray god I ha' not stai'd too long SVB. I feare it Act III. Scene I. TRIBVLATION ANANIAS THese chastisements are common to the Saints And such rebukes we of the Separation Must beare with willing shoulders as the trialls Sent forth to tempt our frailties ANA. In pure zeale I doe not like the man He is a heathen And speakes the language of Canaan truely TRI. I thinke him a prophane person indeed ANA. He beares The visible marke of the Beast in his fore-head And for his Stone it is a worke of darknesse And with Philisophie blinds the eyes of man TRI. Good Brother we must bend vnto all meanes That may giue furtherance to the holy cause ANA. Which his cannot The sanctified cause Should haue a sanctified course TRI. Not alwaies necessary The children of perdition are oft-times Made instruments euen of the greatest workes Beside we should giue somewhat to mans nature The place he liues in still about the fire And fume of mettalls that intoxicate The braine of man and make him prone to passion Where haue you greater Atheists then your Cookes Or more prophane or cholerick then your Glasse-men More Antichristian then your Bell-founders What makes the Deuill so deuillish I would aske you Sathan our common enemie but his being Perpetually about the fire and boyling Brimstone and arsnike We must giue I say Vnto the motiues and the stirrers vp Of humours in the bloud It may be so When as the worke is done the stone is made This heate of his may turne into a zeale And stand vp for the beauteous discipline Against the menstruous cloth and ragg of Rome We must await his calling and the comming Of the good spirit You did fault t' vpbraid him With the Brethrens blessing of Heidelberg waighing What need we haue to hasten on the worke For the restoring of the silenc'd Saints Which ne'er will be but by the Philosophers stone And so a learned Elder one of Scotland Assur'd me Aurum potabile being The onely med'cine for the ciuill Magistrate T' incline him to a feeling of the cause And must be daily vs'd in the disease ANA. I haue not edified more truely by man Not since the beautifull light first shone on me And I am sad my zeale hath so offended TRI. Let vs call on him then ANA. The motion 's good And of the spirit I will knock first Peace be within Act III. Scene II. SVBTLE TRIBVLATION ANANIAS O Are you come 'T was time Your threescore minutes Were at the last thred you see and downe had gone Furnus acediae Turris circulatorius Lembeke Bolts-head Retort and Pellicane Had all beene cinders Wicked ANANIAS TRI. Sir be appeased he is come to humble Himselfe in spirit and to aske your patience If too mch zeale hath carried him aside From the due path SVB. This qualifies most Why thus it should be now you vnderstand Haue I discours'd so vnto you of our Stone And of the good that it shall bring your cause Shew'd you beside the mayne of hiring forces Abroad drawing the Hollanders your friends From th' Indies to serue you with all their fleete That euen the med'cinall vse shall make you a faction And party in the realme As put the case That some great man in state he haue the gout Why you but send three droppes of your Elixir You helpe him straight there you haue made a friend Another has the palsey or the dropsie He take of your incombustible stuffe Hee 's yong againe there you haue made a friend A Lady that is past the feate of body though not of minde and hath her face decay'd Beyond all cure of paintings you restore Withe the oyle of Talek there you haue made a friend And all her friends A lord that is a Leper A knight that has the bone-ache or a squire That hath both these you make 'hem smooth and sound With a bare fricace of your med'cine still You increase your friends TRI. I 't is very pregnant SVB. And then the turning of this Lawyers pewter To plate at Christ-masse ANA. Christ-tide I pray you SVB. Yet ANANIAS ANA. I haue done SVB. Or changing His parcell guilt to massie gold You cannot But raise you friends With all to be of power To pay an armie in the field to buy The king of France out of his realmes or Spaine Out of his Indies What can you not doe Against lords spirituall or temporall That shall oppone you TRI. Verily 't is true We may be temporall lords our selues I take it SVB. You may be any thing and leaue off to make Long-winded exercises or suck vp Your ha and hum in a tune I not denie But such as are not graced in a state May for their ends be aduerse in religion And get a tune to call the flock together For to say sooth a tune do's much with women And other phlegmatick people it is your bell ANA. Bells are prophane a tune may be religious SVB. No warning with you Then farewell my patience 'Slight it shall downe I will not be thus tortur'd TRI. I pray you sir SVB. All shall perish I haue spoke it TRI. Let me find grace sir in your eyes the man He stands corrected neither did his zeale But as your selfe allow a tune some-where Which now being to'ard the stone we shall not need SVB. No nor your holy vizard to winne widdowes To giue you legacies or make zealous wiues To rob their husbands for the common cause Nor take the start of bonds broke but one day And say they were forfeited by prouidence Nor shall you need ore-night to eate huge meales To celebrate your next daies fast the better The whilst the Brethren and the Sisters humbled Abate the stiffenesse of the flesh Nor cast Before your hungrie hearers scrupulous bones As whether a Christian may hawke or hunt Or whether Matrons of the holy assembly May lay their haire out or weare doublets Or haue that idoll Starch about their linnen ANA. It is indeed an idoll TRI. Mind him not sir I doe command thee spirit of zeale but trouble To peace within him Pray you sir goe on SVB. Nor shall you need to libell 'gainst the Prelates And shorten so your
he may choose too TIB. By the capitoll And all our gods but that the deare republick Our sacred lawes and iust authoritie Are interess'd therein I should be silent AFE. Please' CAESAR to giue way vnto his tryall He shall haue iustice SIL. Nay I shall haue law Shall I not AFER speake AFE. Would you haue 〈◊〉 SIL. No my well-spoken man I would no more Nor lesse might I inioy it naturall Not taught to speake vnto your present ends Free from thine his and all your vnkind handling Furious enforcing most vniust presuming Malicious and manifold applying Foule wresting and impossible construction AFE. He raues he raues SIL. Thou durst not tell me so Had'st thou not CAESARS warrant I can see Whose power condemnes me VAR. This betrayes his spirit This doth inough declare him what he is SIL. What am I speake VAR. An enemie to the state SIL. Because I am an enemie to thee And such corrupted ministers o' the state That here art made a present instrument To gratifie it with thine owne disgrace SEI. This to the Consul is most insolent And impious SIL. I take part Reueale your selues Alas I sent not your confed'racies Your plots and combinations I not know Minion SEIANVS hates me and that all This boast of law and law is but a forme A net of VULCANES filing a meere ingine To take that life by a pretext of iustice Which you pursue in malice I want braine Or nostrill to perswade me that your ends And purposes are made to what they are Before my answere O you equall gods Whose iustice not a world of wolfe-turn'd men Shall make me to accuse how ere prouoke Haue I for this so oft engag'd my selfe Stood in the heate and feruor of a fight When PHOEBVS sooner hath forsooke the day Then I the field Against the blue-ey'd Gaules And crisped Germanes when our Romane Eagles Haue fann'd the fire with their labouring wings And no blow dealt that left not death behind it When I haue charg'd alone into the troopes Of curl'd Sicambrians routed them and came Not off with backward ensignes of a slaue But forward markes wounds on my brest and face Were meant to thee Ô CAESAR and thy Rome And haue I this returne did I for this Performe so noble and so braue defeate On SACROVIR Ô IOVE let it become me To boast my deedes when he whom they concerne Shall thus forget them AFE. SILIVS SILIVS These are the common customes of thy bloud When it is high with wine as now with rage This well agrees with that intemperate vaunt Thou lately mad'st at AGRIPPINA'S table That when all other of the troopes were prone To fall into rebellion only yours Remain'd in their obedience You were he That sau'd the empire which had then beene lost Had but your legions there rebell'd or mutin'd Your vertue met and fronted euery perill You gaue to CAESAR and to Rome their surety Their name their strength their spirit and their state Their being was a donatiue from you ARR. Well worded and most like an Orator TIB. Is this true SILIVS SIL. Saue thy question CAESAR Thy spie of famous credit hath affirm'd it ARR. Excellent Romane SAB. He doth answere stoutly SEI. If this be so there needes no farder cause Of crime against him VAR. What can more impeach The royall dignitie and state of CAESAR Then to be vrged with a benefit He cannot pay COT. In this all CAESARS fortune Is made vnequall to the courtesie LAT. His meanes are cleane destroy'd that should requite GAL. Nothing is great inough for SILIVS merit ARR. GALLVS on that side to SIL. Come doe not hunt And labour so about for circumstance To make him guiltie whom you haue fore-doom'd Take shorter wayes I 'le meet your purposes The wordes were mine and more I now will say Since I haue done thee that great seruice CAESAR Thou still hast fear'd me and in place of grace Return'd me hatred so soone all best turnes With doubtfull Princes turne deepe iniuries In estimation when they greater rise Then can be answer'd Benefits with you Are of no longer pleasure then you can With ease restore them that transcended once Your studies are not how to thanke but kill It is your nature to haue all men slaues To you but you acknowledging to none The meanes that makes your greatnesse must not come In mention of it if it doe it takes So much away you thinke and that which help'd Shall soonest perish if it stand in eye Where it may front or but vpbraid the high COT. Suffer him speake no more VAR. Note but his spirit AFE. This shewes him in the rest LAT. Let him be censur'd SEI. He hath spoke inough to proue him CAESARS foe COT. His thoughts looke through his words SEI. A censure SIL. Stay Stay most officious Senate I shall straight Delude thy furie SILIVS hath not plac'd His guards within him against fortunes spight So weakely but he can escape your gripe That are but hands of fortune Shee her selfe When vertue doth oppose must lose her threats All that can happen in humanitie The frowne of CAESAR proud SEIANVS hatred Base VARRO'S spleene and AFERS bloudying tongue The Senates seruile flatterie and these Mustred to kill I 'am fortified against And can looke downe vpon they are beneath me It is not life whereof I stand enamour'd Nor shall my end make me accuse my fate The coward and the valiant man must fall Only the cause and manner how discernes them Which then are gladdest when they cost vs dearest Romanes if any here be in this Senate Would know to mock TIBERIVS tyrannie Looke vpon SILIVS and so learne to die VAR. O desperate act ARR. An honorable hand TIB. Looke is he dead SAB. 'T was nobly strooke and home ARR. My thought did prompt him to it Farewell SILIVS Be famous euer for thy great example TIB. We are not pleas'd in this sad accident That thus hath stalled and abus'd our mercy Intended to preserue thee noble Romane And to preuent thy hopes ARR. Excellent wolfe Now he is full he howles SEI. CAESAR doth wrong His dignitie and safetie thus to mourne The deseru'd end of so profest a traytor And doth by this his lenitie instruct Others as factious to the like offence TIB. The confiscation meerely of his state Had beene inough ARR. O that was gap'd for then VAR. Remoue the body SEI. Let citation Goe out for SOSIA GAL. Let her be proscrib'd And for the goods I thinke it fit that halfe Goe to the treasure halfe vnto the children LEP. With leaue of CAESAR I would thinke that fourth Part which the law doth cast on the informers Should be inough the rest goe to the children Wherein the Prince shall shew humanitie And bountie not to force them by their want Which in their parents trespasse they deseru'd To take ill courses TIB. It shall please vs ARR. I Out of necessitie This LEPIDVS Is graue and honest and I haue obseru'd A moderation still in all
I see Death and the Furies waiting What we will doe and all the heauen at leisure For the great spectacle Draw then your swords And if our destinie enuie our vertue The honor of the day yet let vs care To sell our selues at such a price as may Vn-doe the world to buy vs and make Fate While shee tempts ours feare her owne estate THE SENATE SEN. What meanes this hastie calling of the Senate SEN. We shall know straight Wait till the Consul speakes POM. Fathers Conscript bethinke you of your safeties And what to doe with these conspirators Some of their clients their free'd men and slaues 'Ginne to make head there is one of LENTVLVS bawds Runnes vp and downe the shops through euery street With money to corrupt the poore artificers And needie tradesmen to their aide CETHEGVS Hath sent too to his seruants who are many Chosen and exercis'd in bold attemptings That forth-with they should arme themselues and proue His rescue All will be in instant vproare If you preuent it not with present counsailes We haue done what we can to meet the furie And will doe more Be you good to your selues CIC. What is your pleasure Fathers shall be done SYLLANVS you are Consul next design'd Your sentence of these men SYL. 'T is short and this Since they haue sought to blot the name of Rome Out of the world and raze this glorious empire With her owne hands and armes turn'd on her selfe I thinke it fit they die And could my breath Now execute 'hem they should not enioy An article of time or eye of light Longer to poyson this our common ayre SEN. I thinke so too SEN. And I SEN. And I SEN. And I CIC. Your sentence CAIVS CAESAR CAES. Conscript Fathers In great affaires and doubtfull it behooues Men that are ask'd their sentence to be free From either hate or loue anger or pittie For where the least of these doe hinder there The mind not easily discernes the truth I speake this to you in the name of Rome For whom you stand and to the present cause That this foule fact of LENTVLVS and the rest Weigh not more with you then your dignitie And you be more indulgent to your passion Then to your honor If there could be found A paine or punishment equall to their crimes I would deuise and helpe but if the greatnesse Of what they ha' done exceed all mans inuention I thinke it fit to stay where our lawes doe Poore pettie states may alter vpon humour Where if they offend with anger few doe know it Because they are obscure their fame and fortune Is equall and the same But they that are Head of the world and liue in that seene height All mankind knowes their actions So wee see The greater fortune hath the lesser licence They must nor fauour hate and least be angrie For what with others is call'd anger there Is crueltie and pride I know SYLLANVS Who spoke before me a iust valiant man A louer of the state and one that would not In such a businesse vse or grace or hatred I know too well his manners and modestie Nor doe I thinke his sentence cruell for 'Gainst such delinquents what can be too bloudie But that it is abhorring from our state Since to a citizen of Rome offending Our lawes giue exile and not death Why then Decrees he that 'T were vaine to thinke for feare When by the diligence of so worthy a Consul All is made safe and certaine Is 't for punishment Why death 's the end of euills and a rest Rather then torment It dissolues all griefes And beyond that is neither care nor ioy You heare my sentence would not haue 'hem die How then set free and increase CATILINES armie So will they being but banish'd No graue Fathers I iudge 'hem first to haue their states confiscate Then that their persons remaine prisoners I' the free townes farre off from Rome and seuer'd Where they might neither haue relation Hereafter to the Senate or the people Or if they had those townes then to be mulcted As enemies to the state that had their guard SEN. 'T is good and honorable CAESAR hath vtterd CIC. Fathers I see your faces and your eyes All bent on me to note of these two censures Which I incline to Either of them are graue And answering the dignitie of the speakers The greatnesse of th' affaire and both seuere One vrgeth death and he may well remember This state hath punish'd wicked citizens so The other bonds and those perpetuall which He thinkes found out for the more singular plague Decree which you shall please You haue a Consul Not readier to obey then to defend What euer you shall act for the republique And meet with willing shoulders any burden Or any fortune with an euen face Though it were death which to a valiant man Can neuer happen foule nor to a Consul Be immature or to a wise man wretched SYL. Fathers I spake but as I thought the needes O' th' common-wealth requir'd CAT. Excuse it not CIC. CATO speake you your sentence CAT. This it is You here dispute on kinds of punishment And stand consulting what you should decree 'Gainst those of whom you rather should beware This mischiefe is not like those common facts Which when they are done the lawes may prosequute But this if you prouide not ere it happen When it is happen'd will not wait your iudgement Good CAIVS CAESAR here hath very well And subtilly discours'd of life and death As if he thought those things a prettie fable That are deliuer'd vs of hell and furies Or of the diuers way that ill men goe From good to filthy darke and vgly places And therefore he would haue these liue and long too But farre from Rome and in the small free townes Lest here they might haue rescue As if men Fit for such acts were only in the citie And not throughout all Italie or that boldnesse Could not doe more where it found least resistance 'T is a vaine counsaile if he thinke them dangerous Which if he doe not but that he alone In so great feare of all men stand vn-frighted He giues me cause and you more to feare him I am plaine Fathers Here you looke about One at another doubting what to doe With faces as you trusted to the gods That still haue sau'd you and they can do 't But They are not wishings or base womanish prayers Can draw their aides but vigilance counsell action Which they will be ashamed to forsake 'T is sloth they hate and cowardise Here you haue The traytors in your houses yet you stand Fearing what to doe with 'hem Let 'hem loose And send 'hem hence with armes too that your mercie May turne your miserie as soone as 't can O but they are great men and haue offended But through ambition We would spare their honor I if themselues had spar'd it or their fame Or modestie or either god or man Then I would
spare 'hem But as things now stand Fathers to spare these men were to commit A greater wickednesse then you would reuenge If there had beene but time and place for you To haue repair'd this fault you should haue made it It should haue beene your punishment to' haue felt Your tardie error but necessitie Now bids me say let 'hem not liue an houre If you meane Rome should liue a day I haue done SEN. CATO hath spoken like an oracle CRA. Let it be so decreed SEN. We are all fearefull SYL. And had beene base had not his vertue rais'd vs SEN. Goe forth most worthy Consul wee 'll assist you CAES. I 'am not yet chang'd in my sentence Fathers CAT. No matter What be those SER. Letters for CAESAR CAT. From whom let 'hem be read in open Senate Fathers they come from the conspirators I craue to haue 'hem read for the republique CAES. CATO reade you it 'T is a loue-letter From your deare sister to me though you hate me Doe not discouer it CAT. Hold thee drunkard Consul Goe forth and confidently CAES. You 'll repent This rashnesse CICERO PRAE. CAESAR shall repent it CIC. Hold friends PRAE. Hee 's scarce a friend vnto the publike CIC. No violence CAESAR be safe Leade on Where are the publike executioners Bid 'hem wait on vs On to SPINTHERS house Bring LENTVLVS forth Here you the sad reuengers Of capitall crimes against the publike take This man vnto your iustice strangle him LEN. Thou do'st well Consul 'T was a cast at dice In FORTVNES hand not long since that thy selfe Should'st haue heard these or other words as fatall CIC. Leade on to QVINTVS CORNIFICIVS house Bring forth CETHEGVS Take him to the due Death that he hath deseru'd and let it be Said He was once CET. A beast or what is worse A slaue CETHEGVS Let that be the name For all that 's base hereafter That would let This worme pronounce on him and not haue trampled His body into Ha! Art thou not mou'd CIC. Iustice is neuer angrie Take him hence CET. O the whore FORTVNE and her bawds the Fates That put these tricks on men which knew the way To death by a sword Strangle me I may sleepe I shall grow angrie with the gods else CIC. Leade To CAIVS CAESAR for STATILIVS Bring him and rude GABINIVS out Here take 'hem To your cold hands and let 'hem feele death from you GAB. I thanke you you doe me a pleasure STA. And me too CAT. So MARCVS TVLLIVS thou maist now stand vp And call it happy Rome thou being Consul Great parent of thy countrie goe and let The old men of the citie ere they die Kisse thee the matrons dwell about thy necke The youths and maides lay vp 'gainst they are old What kind of man thou wert to tell their nephewes When such a yeere they reade within our Fasti Thy Consul-ship Who 's this PETREIVS CIC. Welcome Welcome renowned souldier What 's the newes This face can bring no ill with 't vnto Rome How do's the worthy Consul my colleague PET. As well as victorie can make him sir He greets the Fathers and to me hath trusted The sad relation of the ciuill strife For in such warre the conquest still is black CIC. Shall we with-draw into the house of Concord CAT. No happy Consul here let all eares take The benefit of this tale If he had voyce To spread vnto the poles and strike it through The center to the Antipodes It would aske it PET. The streights and needs of CATILINE being such As he must fight with one of the two armies That then had neere enclos'd him It pleas'd Fate To make vs th' obiect of his desperate choise Wherein the danger almost paiz'd the honor And as he riss' the day grew black with him And Fate descended neerer to the earth As if shee meant to hide the name of things Vnder her wings and make the world her quarrie At this we rous'd lest one small minutes stay Had left it to be enquir'd what Rome was And as we ought arm'd in the confidence Of our great cause in forme of battaile stood Whilst CATILINE came on not with the face Of any man but of a publique ruine His count'nance was a ciuill warre it selfe And all his host had standing in their lookes The palenesse of the death that was to come Yet cryed they out like vultures and vrg'd on As if they would precipitate our fates Nor staid we longer for 'hem But himselfe Strooke the first stroke And with it fled a life Which cut it seem'd a narrow necke of land Had broke betweene two mightie seas and either Flow'd into other for so did the slaughter And whirl'd about as when two violent tides Meet and not yeeld The Furies stood on hills Circling the place and trembled to see men Doe more then they whilst pietie left the field Grieu'd for that side that in so bad a cause They knew not what a crime their valour was The sunne stood still and was behind the cloud The battaile made seene sweating to driue vp His frighted horse whom still the noyse droue backward And now had fierce ENYO like a flame Consum'd all it could reach and then it selfe Had not the fortune of the common-wealth Come PALLAS-like to euery Roman thought Which CATILINE seeing and that now his troops Couer'd that earth they had fought on with their trunkes Ambitious of great fame to crowne his ill Collected all his furie and ran in Arm'd with a glorie high as his despaire Into our battaile like a Lybian lyon Vpon his hunters scornefull of our weapons Carelesse of wounds plucking downe liues about him Till he had circled in himselfe with death Then fell he too t' embrace it where it lay And as in that rebellion 'gainst the gods MINERVA holding forth MEDVSA'S head One of the gyant brethren felt himselfe Grow marble at the killing sight and now Almost made stone began t' inquire what flint What rocke it was that crept through all his limmes And ere he could thinke more was that he fear'd So CATILINE at the sight of Rome in vs Became his tombe yet did his looke retayne Some of his fiercenesse and his hands still mou'd As if he labour'd yet to graspe the state With those rebellious parts CAT. A braue bad death Had this beene honest now and for his countrey As 't was against it who had ere fallen greater CIC. Honor'd PETREIVS Rome not I must thanke you How modestly has he spoken of himselfe CAT. He did the more CIC. Thanks to the immortall gods Romans I now am paid for all my labours My watchings and my dangers Here conclude Your praises triumphs honors and rewards Decreed to me only the memorie Of this glad day if I may know it liue Within your thoughts shall much affect my conscience Which I must alwayes studie before fame Though both be good the latter yet is worst And euer is ill got without the first THE