Enter Consuls and Senators What wou'd you have 1 Cons Caesar was pleas'd to send His Orders to us that we shou'd attend Cal. My Lords you are all deep in Caesar's debt For Caesars Wars and crimes you oft commit 1 Cons Into Court-mysteries we dare not pry Caesar's Commands are writ we know not why In Characters which can be read by none So into faults we fall to us unknown Cal. You say my characters cannot be read Our Roman Priests and Lawyers earn their Bread By turning Laws and Jupiter's Commands To mystick stuff no mortal understands Thus they deceive you yet ne'r repine You are their fools why shou'd you not bâ— 2 Cons Sir when your Will you legibly express We to our duty readily address Cal. No for my Wars when I exact my due No streams are louder murmurers than you The World is all my own 't is all Crown-Land I reign from Heav'n to Hell perhaps beyond You live on the Estates I 'm pleas'd to lend Yet you 'd have me upon your Alms depend You are the Consuls 1 Con. Yes great Sir we are Cal. Those Offices you shall no longer bear I 'll chuse a Consul that has Youth and Force Spirit and Fire I 'll chuse my fav'rite Horse Y' are rulâ—d by Brutes who are not half so wise How often Fools to Magistracy rise Elephants carry Castles in the East Here Tow'rs and Towns often support a Beast You 'll honour only for his noble breed A Blockhead and why not a noble Steed Our Roman Priests rule ev'ry Soul and Purse Yet they 've no more Religion than my Horse Begone begone the charming beauty's won Through all my veins enlivening pleasures run The news the news Ex. Cons Sen. and enter Lucius Vitellius Vit. Sir ere she was aware We snatch'd her up and forc'd her to a Chair And then she shriek'd and tore her beautious hair Cal. I would lose nothing of her 't is confest Except her hair thou hast brought all the rest Vit. Yes Sir Cal. Go bring her Enter Julia forc'd by a Guard Jul. I 'm in Caesar's pow'r I came to Rome in a dark fatal hour Oh! Caesar She kneels Cal. Goddess so no doubt you are No mortal can be so divinely fair Nay nay at my request sweet Madam rise Let all your Graces entertain my eyes To Caesar grant the infinite delight To touch and see a hand so soft and white Were all thy other beauties cheats of Art This hand might palm a passion on my heart Where have you liv'd Jul. In Woods remote from hence And till this hour in peaceful innocence Cal. In Woods there were no shades whilst you shone there Why wou'd you not at Caesar's Court appear But hide in a remote and lonely Grove The only perfect Workmanship of Jove I saw you walk by Tibur all alone In a fair Garden bord'ring on my own And in amazing rapture and transport I sent this Lord to bring you to my Court. Jul. Sir I am married to a valiant Lord Who has serv'd Caesar nobly with his Sword Cal. He loves thee not else he wou'd love to shew The happiness in thee his Stars bestow For all Mankind are ostentatious vain And pleasures when expos'd most entertain Men think their fortunes droop when they 're conceal'd And pleasure sweetest when 't is air'd reveal'd And of my Empire too he has possest A part I value above all the rest By Venus I wou'd rather quit my Throne Madam I may and will assume my own Jul. A thousand painful deaths I 'll rather chuse Cal. I die a painful death if you refuse Madam my Time nay more my Life you waste Yes Madam now 't is Treason to be chaste Jul. Sir for the World I 'd not my Honour lose Cal. Oh! I 'm the Fountain whence all Honour flows Yes Madam sure you are not to be told Men honour nothing more than Pow'r and Gold I can make Vertue scorn'd and Vice esteem'd I can make Hell ador'd and Heav'n blasphem'd Success Dominion and the longest Sword Make any Creeds believ'd or Gods ador'd Jul. Oh! save me save me all you Pow'rs above Cal. I will hear nothing from that voice but love Jul. Assist me gracious Gods without delay Cal. Does she love noise then let my musick play Cal. forces her out she shrieks and the Musick plays Vit. follows Enter at another door Cesonia looking in a glass Ces This Bath has cleans'd my blood and made it thin Has reviv'd all the Lillies in my skin The Roses in my cheeks with such a red The blushing morning leaves her watry Bed This way my Caesar went as I 'm inform'd The door is shut the Castle must be storm'd She knocks Vit. answers within Vit. Who 's there Ces Your Empress Enter Vitellius I look wondrous well She looks in the Glass Now all my Sex nay I my self excell Fresh Roses in my Cheeks now sweetly blow Your Emp'ror went this way not long ago Vit. Over that Beauty Yes I must confess That has been long his only Paradise There his heart liv'd there his Lips often stray'd But Caesar now is by new Beauty sway'd Aside Madam your pleasure with your humble slave Ces I 've business Vit. With your Glass I see you have Well we have now three Empresses in Town This beauteous Empress here whose falling Crown Unknown to her sits loosely on her head One Empress in a Glass and one i' Bed Aside Ces I think I never look so clear and fair I 'll steal on Caesar like a shape of air Vit. Most Sacred Madam Caesar now retires For great affairs and privacy desires Ces From me Vit. From all the World for half an hour Ces Dare you oppose me then I 've lost my power And some new beauty over Caesar Reigns My blood will start out of my swelling Veins Vit. Caesar indeed too often to his cost Injures himself and you himself the most And your misfortune you have rightly guest Ces My heart can never have a moments rest Why do I loyter whilst my int'rests bleed She offers to go and he interposes Ha! stop me You are a bold bawd indeed Wert thou a flaming Mountain I 'd not stay But thro' thy burning bowels force my way Enter Caligula Cal. How now from whence is this presumptious noise Who dares break in on Caesar's Privacies Ces Love is the offender Sir Love urg'd me on To stay your heart e're 't is for ever gone For I am told my Interests decline You have found Beauty that charms more than mine Cal. Come Madam y' are Luxurious Haughty Vain Caesar you love because you love to Reign Ces Caesar I love more than his Glorious Crown And I love Caesar let him smile or frown Aetna did never with more fury burn I love to madness and as madly mourn Cal. Oh! you are mad no doubt for who is not Cowards are mad they fear they know not what What death is to the living ne're was shewn Life is not more to
makes me sick and I am sick to death For Love I prize for Love I lose my life I liv'd your chaste and die your martyr'd Wife Val. A. Oh! Caesar Caesar thou shalt feel my Sword Shall is too sluggish and too faint a word The Tyrant's fallen on his Neck I tread He 's dying by my Sword nay more he 's dead But can one death for all his crimes atone He breaks thy Laws Oh! Nature break thy own Let him have many Lives be often born That he may often be in pieces torn ACT V. Enter Julia and her Women Jul. RUN to my Lord desire his swift return For I 've drunk Poyson and I burn I burn Enter Valerius Asiaticus and Annius Minutianus Oh! my dear Lord I 've done my honour right And Death will soon transport me out o' sight For I am all in a consuming flame I burn with poyson and I burn with shame Val. A. With poyson Jul. Poyson but I 've never been With a worse poyson tainted shameful sin Oh! I abhor the thought Val. A. I 've no distrust Jul. I 've been inviolably true and just No one can have a Soul more clear than I From foul desires for Caesar's sin I die Val. A. I do believe thou art as chaste as fair Wound not thy woundâ—d heart thy griefs I share How much I value thee thou hast not known Because I love thee more than can be shown I out of love conceal'd thee in a shade Jul. And your Commands I boldly disobey'd And came to Rome She kneels The fatal fault forgive And at the least oh love me whilst I live Val. A. Ay and for ever rise sweet Julia rise Rise to my arms thou life of all my joys But a departing life my Julia dies Jul. Oh! wou'd to Heav'n I had dy'd before This shameful violation Oh! no more My blushing cheeks glow with a fiery red In thy dear bosome let me hide my head An M. How blest was he before this heavy wrong In a soft beauty constant chaste and young In this sweet Lady all perfections joyn I never had a pleasing hour with mine Jul. When I am dead strew me all o'er I pray With flow'rs to shew that I was chaste as they Val. A. As sweet and lovely too Jul. They fade and die When they are rudely touch'd and so do I. Oh! my blood rises my cheeks glow again Why shou'd I blush for wicked Caesar's sin Val. A. The least undecent thought thou canst not bear Thy Vertue to its self is too severe Jul. Oh! see the Souls of Vestal Virgins come To welcome me and grace my martyrdom They 're all in Robes whiter than mountain Snow Val. A. Alas she raves Jul. Do you not see ' em Val. A. No. Jul. Then I perceive the modest beauties shun The sight of men therefore begone begone I shall in triumph to Elizium go 'T is a great honour Ladies you bestow Oh! they retire Ladies return again Admit me into your sacred spotless Train I 'm chaste as you tho' not so fair in fame For wicked Tongues I know will wrong my Name Throw on my mem'ry undeserv'd disgrace But your sweet Groves will hide my blushing face Oh! they are going stay sweet Virgins stay They 're gone they 're gone y 'ave frightned 'em away And I 'm with strangers left I know not where Val. A. Th' art in his arms to whom th' art wondrous dear Jul. Ha! you are Caesar Val. A. No sweet Julia no I 'm Caesar's mortal and eternal foe Jul. Well y' are a man and ev'ry man I dread Who 's this my Lord I knew not what I said In my few moments that my thoughts shou'd rove From him whom I so dearly dearly love Val. A. Lean lean my Julia on my panting breast My love and sorrow cannot be express'd Jul. I 'm going where no wicked Tyrant reigns Preserve my mem'ry Val. A. All thy dear Remains Jul. Heav'n knows how I 've been faithful to your Bed I 've lov'd you to my death shall love when dead Elizium can to me no bliss afford Till in those happy shades I meet my Lord Till then farewel She dies Val. A. She 's going she is gone Ah! see what beastial tyranny has done Her beauty 's gone Death has deflowr'd her too What I so lov'd I've not the heart to view Cover her face forbear a while-those pale Departing beauties Death too long will veil I will have one cold kiss before we part Kisses her Revenge Revenge Oh how it swells my heart An. M. Be well prepar'd Rome loves a vitious Prince All the corrupt will rise in his defence Val. A. Well if Rome rises I will raise it higher For I 'll exalt it to the Clouds in fire But 't is dispirited and dares not rise And Caesar's scorn'd by all the brave and wise An. M. Proud Tyrants who no bounds of law endure Are common foes and never are secure Their lofty Thrones they seldom long enjoy Streif Lyons all men labour to destroy Val. A. Oh tremble Caesar prodigies appear Which say if there be Gods thy fall is near Prodigious Vertue in this Beauty shone Her Cause and Justice live tho' she is gone Thy own prodigious Crimes th' ast cause to dread Vengeance they 'll hurle at thy devoted head Eclipses are thought frightfull omens too This sad Eclipse thou may'st with terror view It threats thy life View it ye Gods forbid His frantick Lust wou'd violate the dead Methinks I talk too much in words abound And my Revenge evaporates in sound An. M. Will you not set the gallant Cassius free Val. A. And steal by stabs revenge and liberty My honour in full splendor I 'll maintain I 'll by fair War end this inhuman Reign This night for mine and universal good The Sun shall set in blood Imperial blood Ex. SCENE the Court. Enter Caligula Vitellius Guards Cal. Beauty I love but I hate toilsome Rapes I love good Wine but wou'd not tread the Grapes The Chast are cold therefore I hate the Chast Fruites in cold climes have an insipid tast I 'm told by Oracles my death is nigh Vit. Your death Cal. my death all I suspect shall die Valerius first shall perish by my Sword He can in battle face his Sovereign Lord. Vit. Nay he 's provok'd and therefore dangerous grown Cal. Provok'd by pride to mount th' Imperial Throne And by Revenge provok'd to take my life Because I forc'd his fair young vertuous Wife Cassius Cheraea's honest tho' not bold Valerius has confin'd him I am told In the mad Revels of his Rage no doubt Valerius let some dangerous secrets out Which now he 'd lock up in the dark from me But I 'll unravel all the Villainy Vit. The Jews inform'd that if they dare deny To worship Caesars Image they shall die Bey Audience Cal. Villains They wou'd not presume To slight my Will had they not found in Rome Rebellious spirits and when they appear A Prince's fall
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
with Caesar frightens us Val. A. Oh! two proud Men to Friendship ne'r encline You may as well two lofty Mountains join If close in League Caesar and I appear It is because you do not see us near So when imperfectly remotely seen Two Mountains on each other seem to lean Approach 'em near you 'll find 'em wondrous wide Int'rest and Nature do the great divide Pride is a friendless Vice and foe to Pride I 've had success in War and got renown And Caesar hates all glory but his own Enter Cassius Cheraea viewing himself in a Pocket Looking-glass Why how now Cassius Ca. Ch. My most noble Lord Val. A. Examining thy Figure in a Glass That Glass is a dissembler Cassius Thou wou'dst not love it if it told thee truth For then the shadow on that Dial shewn Wou'd let thee know thy Sun is going down Th' art in thy fall witness thy falling hair Yet thou wou'dst pass for young with all the fair Oh! Cassius thou hast wander'd far from Youth And thy young dress tells scandalous untruth That th' art in heart a Hector who wou'd guess Whilst th' art a wanton Paris in thy dress Paris was not accoutred with such Art Thy habit is a Libel on thy Heart An. M. Oh! but a Manly daring Soul lurks deep Under this gentle Lady like outside Which Caesar takes a pleasure to deride Val. A. Nay Caesar ought to spare him allow Caesar's grave only in his frowning brow He folds his brow in frowns had he his will Basilisk like he 'd with his aspect kill But this sierce Monarch in unmanly dress Is oft extravagant to mad excess His Robes like Chrystal waves around him flow At once his Limbs and Lusts they lewdly shew His only coverings in his wild attire Are blazing Gems which make him seem o' fire His wrists in Bracelets far out-shine the Stars You 'd think 'em Comets and fear Plagues and Wars An. M. Ay and his Sandals powder'd o'r with Gems Exceed in splendor Regal Diadems Val. A. They are so wondrous soft and easie too He feels the ground no more than if he flew Ca. Ch. Dresses are Politicks of Love he 's wise And steals to hearts of Ladies through their Eyes Val. A. Were Cassius led to die he 'd die well dress'd To leave a Dart in ev'ry Ladies breast And to his death he 'd gracefully advance As if he only lead a solemn Dance And loss of life wou'd grieve him less he 'll own Than loss of love the dead are lov'd by none Ca. Ch. No from dead Lovers living beauties fly And soon let all remembrance of 'em die Our Images for years in Marble stay Our Images in Hearts scarce last a day Val. A. Well Cassius though you soft and frail appear Cassius is hardy valiant and sincere Calm to a Friend a tempest to a Foe With his hand active though in speech he 's slow He fights as if he had a thousand Lives But for preferment modestly he strives In Court he yields in danger leads the way Wins yet can scarce be said to gain the day Of speech he 's sparing lib'ral of his bloud To all but to himself he 's just and good Ca. Ch. This from your Lordship I am over-paid For all I 've done Val. A. No there are great Arrears Due to thy Fortune and thy Honour both Injur'd by Caesar Ca. Ch. I am wounded by him In a more tender part my Conscience He often forces me to ruine those Whom I am bound in conscience to defend The fortunes nay the flesh I 'm forc'd to rend Of those who have no faults but Wealth or Power And thus my self I torture ev'ry hour For all the miseries I impose I feel And my heart bleeds when guiltless blood I spill Because I faintly act this cruel part Caesar is pleas'd to say I want a Heart And has my tenderness in great disdain He thinks I 'm not a Man because Humane Val. A. Nay Caesar counts humanity a crime Well Cassius you may have redress in time Several go over the Stage carrying Robes and Crowns Behold a foolish ostentatious shew Of Robes and Crowns won in the German War Not by the Valour of the Emperor He never stoops in Person to subdue He fights by Proxy as great Princes wooe He dares not look on War a while ago He march'd to'ards War and made a noise and shew Which through the German Woods a horror spread The hasty Rhine to Sea more swiftly fled He had two Armies Ca. Ch. No my Lord but one Val. A. Yes Cassius I lead gallant Men and Caesar A flying Camp of ranting Concubines Who flam'd and gave a lustre to the day No Meteors were so bright or hot as they Cass Ch. Ay but my Lord these falling Stars 't is known Though bright aloft are Jellies when they 're down Val. A. That you have often found now what became Of this Bravado and attempt on Fame It dwindled to a Farce and foolish Scene For his Light-Horse light Concubines I mean With Caesar in their head began to fly On the first News the enemy drew nigh To look on a brave Foe they durst not stay The German Trumpets blew 'em all away An. M. They have some wounds I 'm told Val. A. In Fame they have And scratches which the Quick-set Hedges gave Caesar is often prancing on the Road. To War but long e'r danger is abroad Like a hot early Spring he oft sets forth Not to enrich adorn but blast the Earth Whilst sweet young Beauties in their lovely May Like blossoms round him blow but far more gay And when approaching dangers rudely threat The splendid Prince he and his buds retreat He wisely keeps in War a Regal State Makes danger from himself at distance wait But with stiff pride enters an empty Town His Troops have won and assumes their renown Ca. Ch. Second-hand Glory appears somewhat bear Val. A. Second-hand Cloaths he may as proudly wear With all their Lawrels then a Prince is crown'd Who ne'r saw fight nor felt a noble wound Wounds he has had but they were all behind For yet his face danger cou'd never find But he 'll triumph in Person o'r the bold For Victories he never durst behold Now in triumphal pomp he enters Rome Leading those chain'd he durst not overcome And now who dares but in a look betray The least contempt of this illustrious day Sacred to th' honour of th' Imperial Sword And the vast pride of our vain-glorious Lord An. M. You of his pride and vanity complain Oh! wou'd to heaven he were only vain But he has Vices I abhor to name They cover me with everlasting shame His Sisters were all wonderfully fair Part of that beauty I desir'd to share The youngest then seem'd to have ev'ry grace Her beauty gave a lustre to her race I humbly begg'd his leave for an address And angry Heaven curs'd me with success I got his Sister and let that suffice To express
all the plagues Hell can devise By Heavens he whor'd her on the Bridal Night Nay which is more he whor'd her in my sight Val. A. She was his Sister I may safely swear No race besides affords so lewd a pair Enter Vitellius sad and drooping I pity this great Man in War he 's brave In Court he is a cautious fawning slave Cas Ch. He views the ground with a dejected eye Val. A. And with good reason he expects to die An. M. For what offence He has rul'd Syria well And humbled haughty Kings who durst rebel As Fame reports Val. A. Court deeps but few can sound Tyrants and Priests in mysteries abound Perhaps their Arts will not the light endure They strike most awe like Temples when obscure This sad and thoughtful Hero le ts approach Try if his painful wounds will bear the touch My Lord Vitellius you seem full o' care And out of Asia bring a cloudy air Which weighs your Eye-lids down what shou'd it mean You fortunes has been smiling and serene And yet you sigh as if your heart wou'd break Vit. My Lord I 'm bruis'd I have scarce strength to speak I 've had a fall which makes my Vitals bleed I fell from Heaven Val. That 's a high fall indeed Vit. From Caesar's favour He bows low Val. A. Why de' ye bend so low Vit. To Caesar's Image in my thoughts I bow He always bows when he names Caesar I honour my own thoughts when Caesar's there And when he 's nam'd I reverence the air And lowly towards the awful sound encline The air is then methinks a holy shrine Val. A. Your prudent courtly temper I commend But I had rather make proud Monarchs bend And with crown'd Victims my devotions pay So I wou'd worship Caesar ev'ry day And now bring Princes to adore his Throne Caesar's my Prince Vit. And God Val. A. Well that I own To Caesar I 'll not grudge a pompous word And how he pleases he shall be ador'd Shouts Vit. These shouts tell joyful news that Caesar's nigh Oh! I 've his glorious person in my eye His glitt'ring Chariot is of beaten Gold But in himself I Nature's pomp behold The bounteous Monarch as he rides along Rains silver show'rs on the admiring throng Val. A. Bribes to the Rabble that a Prince so proud Aside to An. M. Shou'd stoop to purchase flattery from the croud From all bold Foes but flatterers he flies Flattery is a part of his high Luxuries And none can be too fulsome for his taste Thus Wit and Gold and Blood we vainly waste An. M. Rome pours into the Court a dazling Croud With an illustrious stream 't is overflow'd I dare not shew my self in Caesar's sight My Lords farewel may Fortune do you right Ex. Enter Caligula Cesonia Attendants Guards Val. A. and Vit. retire at a distance Cass Ch. mingles with the Guard Ces Welcome to Rome once more my Mars my Jove Welcome from War to Luxury and Love Well I am pleas'd to find they 've taken care To fill the Palace with a fragrant air Cal. I have bestow'd more odours on these Rooms Than wou'd I think perfume a thousand Tombs Ces Sir why do you name Tombs Cal. Does it become A Heroin to startle at a Tomb Ces Nay I cou'd dwell with pleasure on the Graves Of Caesar's Foes or his rebellious Slaves I 've a nice Nostril with rich perfumes fed The least offensive vapour strikes me dead I can endure no sweets but what excel Yet of dead enemies I like the smell Cal. Well if dead enemies can entertain Thou hast been gratify'd this last Campagne Val. comes forwards and bows low What wou'd you have Valerius Val. A. What you please I am attending Sir on your decrees Vit. comes forward bows low then covers his head and face with his Robe turns round then prostrates himself on the ground Vit. Caesar Victorious Gracious Pious Wife The noblest pleasure of our thoughts and eyes Scourge of the proud relief of all the oppress'd Caesar of Gods the greatest and the best At Caesar's feet I humbly prostrate lie To live his Vassal or his Victim die But I wou'd live if that might be allow'd To pay those Off'rings I 've to Caesar vow'd Those Divine Honours are to Caesar due The only God that stoops to humane view Ces Sir in no Mortal all perfections dwell They 've both been faulty but they 've both done well That Lord in Germany has Battels won Pointing to Val. This made the Parthian King leave Babylon Pointing to Vit. Cross his Euphrates and his swelling pride To pay those Honours he till then deny'd Caesar's Divine protection to implore His Eagles and his Images adore Vit. Madam the glory wholly I disclaim To Caesar's Divine Genius be the fame Ces Let 'em once more in Caesar's favour rise For all that honour him I highly prize Cal. Thy Will is irresistible like Fate What makes me love thee at so mad a rate Live both in the Commands you had before Now is there any thing you wou'd have more Vit. rises and bows low Vit. To kiss your sacred feet we beg your leave Cal. offers his foot with scorn With humble thanks the bounty we receive Val. A. We must give thanks for such affronts as these And proudly humbling us below our knees Aside Both kiss the Emperor's Sandal Vit. Oh! how the World is with an Emp'ror blest May I presume to make one more request Cal. What is it speak Vit. The honour Sir to kiss Th' Empresses Sandal but 't is too much bliss Alas I am afraid I 've been too bold Cal Lucius your Lips are common I am told Oft to the Sandals of the fair you bend And to your joys from those low Stairs ascend Vit. Light Sir is common so is vital air And often kiss the Sandals of the fair Cal. Well Lucius I am in good humour now And the great honour you have begg'd bestow Let 'em adore you Madam at your feet Vit. Oh! bounteous Prince Oh! Empress heavenly sweet He kisses the Empresses Sandal so does Val. Cal. Come you wou'd try my bounty once again Speak boldly Man I 'm in the giving vein Vit. I 'd beg the shell of that delicious fruit A Sandal sweetned by that beauteous foot Cal. Go fetch him one with speed Ex. a Lady Vit. Transporting joy For such a gracious God who would not die The Lady enters and gives Vit. a Sandal Oh! 't will recal my youth perfume my breath Restore my health when I am sick to death Nay when I 'm dead make life in me return I shall to kiss it leap out of my Urn. Cal. I once look'd round me as I pass'd along And near me I observ'd a mutt'ring throng And in their looks saw discontent appear Which grudg'd my pomp as if it cost too dear Do not they know that Caesar cannot brook The least offence but in a word or look They who will live must not with Caesar strive
the unborn unknown The brave are mad for fame they 'll madly die Which after death they hope not to enjoy The Learn'd are mad and madly tear their brains For knowledge which no mortal e're attains And what confusion from Learn'd madness springs Among Religions Laws States Realms and Kings And yet in Schools where thoughtfull madness Reigns The mad are free and Books are bound in Chains The vitious are all mad by Laws confin'd The Vertuous are more mad themselves they bind And Jove was mad when he made mad Mankind There 's one great flaw runs through the Earth and Sky And ev'ry God and Man is mad but I. Ces Wou'd I were mad I shou'd be more at ease And have no sense of all my Miseries New Beauties vanquish Caesar ev'ry hour Then how does raging grief my heart devour My heart to Caesar fixt more torment feels Than if he dragg'd me at his Chariot wheels Cal. I love and hunt variety 't is true And does not Mother nature love it too Good Gods how does she vary humane mold She often makes new faces o' the Old If any have in Life continued long We always say they 're Old we do 'em wrong And if we call'd 'em Young 't is but their due Their Shapes and Features are entirely new How oft does nature change us e're we die She loves new faces then why shou'd not I In chace of change my Nature loves to run Yet to amazement I have doted on Two years and more I have thy will obey'd Others enjoy'd seem in a night decay'd They 've sprung to Caesar's Bed young lovely gay And I have thought 'em old by break o' day Have thought 'em dead with age and I've decreed To burn 'em or embowel 'em with speed But to thy arms I 've been two years confin'd Th' art an Enchantress and canst fix the wind Back to its spring canst make a torrent run And stop the fiery Chariot o' the Sun The Beauty only cou'd not have the Power To fix my heart never see Caesar more Ces Oh! these eternal Tempests who can bear I 'll rather sink into profound despair I 'm hourly broken on a golden shore A barren beach cou'd not afflict me more I never in your presence will appear I ll Labour to forget you ever were No Image of you shall my griefs renew And so a long farewell to Love and you Cal. Come back Ces Only to love and mourn in vain And be a follower id my Rivals train Cal. I 'll have thee wrack'd to make thee own the art Which thus eternally enslaves my heart When any one but thee I 've oft embrac'd Corrupted Water has a sweeter tast But thee I never can abandon long Thy tempting Beauty and Inchanting Tongue Soon make the wandring Gods of Love return And now once more with violence I burn Ces Oh! Caesar Caesar tempt my heart no more For can I moderately Love Adore A Prince so Great so Gracefull so Divine Ah! what do I enjoy whilst Caesar's mine And when I loose his heart does he believe That I can calmly moderately grieve Cal. I know in Love my Godhead I exert Therefore I 'm lov'd by thy voluptuous heart Cast from thy mind all jealousie and fear I ll ne're forsake thee by my Life I swear Ces Your heart no beauty scarce an hour endures I could dwell years upon a kiss o' yours Cal. Thou art a Golden Harp Divinely tun'd What Statue wou'd not dance to such a sound Rase from thy memory my sinfull hours And all my little vagabond amours They 're meteors and like other vagrants poor Soon wast their fires and then appear no more Others no more the riots can supply Of such an Epicure in Love as I Than a Plebeian fortune can support My Guards my Fleets my Armies and my Court But my excursions from thy arms improve Thy joys and mine and make new springs in Love So an Arabian gains by his retreats The livelier sense of his o'recoming sweets Ces Cost what it will to Caesar's arms I 'll fly I cannot pay too dear for so much joy She runs to Caesar 's embraces Cal. Oh! Welcome to my arms my Charming Love Ces Welcome to mine my young Illustrious Jove Oh! my excess of Love gluts Caesar's heart If I were wise I 'd temp'rate Love with art But I am too immoderately kind Cal. Have I a temp'rate and a mod'rate mind Is Caesar to thy heart no better known Give me extravagant delights or none Mod'rate delight is but a waking dream And of all pleasures Love is the supreme And therefore Love immoderate Love deserves Excess o'recomes but moderation starves Fear not my wandrings for go where I will I 'm in my Empresses dominion still Ces And tho' he wonders I love Caesar still Caesar methinks the name of Caesar charms Caesar I love tho' in a Rivals arms More in my own embraces I confess And I will Love to infinite excess Cal. Love to excess th' art infinitely fair In my delights I can no limits bear But for what reason never cou'd he known Our joys have bounds and our desires have none Ex. Cal. Ces Attendants Guards Enter Valerius Asiaticus Val. A. Oh! I have met with News which makes me flame And every eye upbraids me with my shame My services have met a kind reward The hour I quitted my Domestick Guard The Emperors Bawds ravish'd my Wife away And he 's devouring now the Luscious prey She comes Enter Julia. Oh! Julia what has Caesar done Jul. Oh! my Lord leave me to my griefs alone Do not look on me I 'm a hatefull sight And long to hide in everlasting night As in my Garden I walk'd all alone Securely as I thought unseen unknown The Emperor from an Apartment nigh Often beheld me with a greedy eye And forc'd me thence Let me not tell the rest Oh! thou most wrong'd of Men and yet the best Val. A. New Giants have bound Jove so he lies still And lets this filthy Tyrant take his fill Of Whoredom Blood Rapes Incest what he will Had Caesar ravish'd from me all my Lands Bottomless treasures numberless commands But to thy beauty never had approach'd Had left me thee unblemish'd and untouch'd My heart is so devoted to thy love I wou'd not have chang'd happiness with Jove Jul. Oh! my dear Lord your wrongs with patience bear Trust not your dang'rous passions to the air Val. A. Revenge revenge my love I must pursue The Tyrant with more ease I can subdue And fear him not for as the lofty Sky And bright full Moon attract a mad man's eye This gawdy Tyrant's meditations gaze On the bright splendors that around him blaze And so to others no regard he pays Like a fierce Panther I will hunt my prey And with his blood wash all my spots away Come let me lead thee home Jul. Can you endure To touch or to approach one so impure I hate to touch my self to draw my breath It
and death are oft too near Nay a young Roman I reprov'd of late For being Wanton Soft Effeminate Useless to Caesar and to all mankind Except the Fair has sawcily design'd To wed a Jewess now in Caesar's Court With Caesar's anger none shall dare to sport I 'll reform Rome and all shall feel my Sword Whose names are written in this black Record He pulls out a Poeket Book Then I 'll to Egypt where I 'm most ador'd Bring in the Jews Enter Philo and the Jews Cal. What wou'd you have To Phi. Those carvings there look well To Vit. Phi. Permission Sir Cal. Permission to Rebel Phi. We Sacrifice for Caesar every day Cal. You Sacrifice for Caesar oft you say But not to Caesar How dare you presume To give my honour to I don't know whom Phi. Leave to enjoy those rights we humbly crave Your glorious Ancestor Augustus gave Cal. What are those rights Phi. They 're by long custom known And all deriv'd by the Imperial Throne The Alexandrians slight our lofty claim And hourly put our dwellings in a flame Plunder our Treasures seize on all our Lands And often in our blood embrue their hands The lives of thousands Cal. Ha! the lives you say Oh! now my Water-works begin to play He runs to the side of the Stage Phi. Audience from Caesar Water works can gain A bleeding Nation humbly begs in vain Cal. These streams are sweeter murmurers than you Now these apartments let 's a moment view He goes to the other side of the Stage See there Gods ride on Clouds Vit. Can painting give A life to shadows one would think they live Cal. You 've rights deriv'd from the Imperial Throne To Rhi There I 'll have Windows of transparent Stone To Vit. Which shall the fury of the Sun allay The fiery River of a flaming day Will through those channels coolly mildly pass Glass windows in hot climes are burning-Glass Have you a Patent come let it be seen Phi. Under the Imperial Seal Cal. Of Heaven you mean For you are the Almighty ' darling choice Your pray'rs have in Heaven a casting voice And all your Rams which at your Altars dye Prove batt'ring Rams it seems and force the Sky Go you are cheated fools or sawcy cheats And above Caesar raise your vain conceits Throw down the Statues of the World 's great Lord Whilst your Imaginations are ador'd I will put all your Nation to the Sword Vit. A Glorious Prince Phi. We patiently resign Our selves to Heavens Will. Cal. And shall to mine You have a Daughter now in Rome 't is said Whom a young Roman dares presume to Wed. Enter Pastor Oh! Pastor you 've a Son who dares design To wed a fair young enemy of mine Past I never heard this dreadfull News before If Thunder-stricken cou'd I tremble more Phi. Sir our unhappy Children I perceive Have wickedly without their Parents leave Or knowledge stollen into a Marriage vow I never knew they Leagu'd or Lov'd 'till now Cal. On this offence I 'll lay a dreadfull fine Which shall be paid by thy Sons blood or mine To Past Secure the old Knight and then with speed and care Search for his Son Conceal him they that dare Philosopher you 'd have your Tribes submit Not to my Will but to your aspiring Wit Say my pretences to Celestial power Are lofty frolicks of my mind no more Will you presume to give my pleasure Law I 'll be ador'd to keep the World in awe Ay and by you if you dare disobey Your death shall be among my sports to day Ex. Cal. Vit. Guard Phi. We must adore him if he 's disobey'd Pas lead out a Prisoner We dye for Caesar's sport were Nations made By power Celestial infinitely good For Caesar's Lust to glory power and blood Enter Lepidus Oh! Sir you 've wrong'd me cruelly beguil'd Your Friend of his belov'd and only Child Lep. Indeed I have not Sir I will confess I fought to gain her but with no success Sir my addresses she wou'd not receive Or lend an ear to 'em without your leave And that I sought not for I fear'd 't was vain I know your zeal But Sir did she complain Phi. I heard the News in Court and not till now It has reach'd Caesar's ears I know not how The Emperor no contempt with ease endures 'Till you appear your Father he secures And if from Caesars fierce Revenge you fly Your aged Father for your fault will die Exit Philo and the Jews at one door At another Enter Salome Lep. Oh! Lovely Maid for death I must prepare My sweet commerce with one so wondrous fair Has fallen it seems under the envious Eye Of some Court-whisperer and I must die Sal. This dire event I always did forebode And lost the pleasure which thy Love bestow'd I 've lov'd thee tho' my Love I have not shown More than 't was fit a modest Maid shou'd own Lep. Oh! what delightfull harmony I hear But I must meet the death which is too near For angry Caesar now in Court secures My tender Father and he threatens yours If I abscond they both will die I fear Therefore to save 'em both I must appear Sal. Ah! dreadfull News then th' art ensnar'd indeed Almighty Father of the World with speed To this brave pious Youth send succour down For the Religion to his Father shewn Let not the World so great a treasure loose But let some other Angel interpose Lep. Some other Angel then thou think'st me one What happiness I loose I must be gone Methinks I hear my suffering Father groan Farewell sweet Love Sal. Farewell ah killing word He parts from me to rush on Caesar's Sword From loving me my genrous Lover dies Lep. And yet that Love above my life I prize Ah! Caesar comes trust me to Heavens defence But not thy Beauty to this Lustfull Prince Sal. Oh! I had rather be in pieces torn By raging Lyons or in Aetna burn Ex. Sal. Enter at another door Caligula Vitellius Guard Lep. Sir to redeem my Father I appear Unforc'd unfound and come a Voluntier Cal. You love a Jewess Lep. Sir I do indeed I love her Beauty Vertue not her Creed We may accept good Forreign Coin tho' there The Images of Caesar's Foes appear Cal. Were she worth Love she wou'd thy Love despise And rather choose a Lover brave and wise Whose Cheeks are drain'd of all their blood by wounds But his good Sword with noble blood abounds His locks are gone old time has cut that Comb But Fame and Wisdom sprout up in the room Then a young fool whose brains flow all in hair But has no heart and a wit bald and bare Lep. This from the most Effeminate Prince alive With thy own Lusts and Vices Caesar strive aside Cal. Too many worthless Youths now cumber Room Who derive all their honours from the Womb. They bask in lustre which their birth bestows And in the lap of Fortune dully dose To leave their
chastize For Cassius speedily search all the Town For he has wrong'd my honour and his own He wrought no doubt the Villany I fear'd But by his death my honour shall be clear'd Enter Cesonia and her Woman Ces My Caesar murder'd stand away forbear Now I 've lost Caesar what have I to fear Oh! here 's my Caesar I so Lov'd Ador'd Lord of the World I 'm sure Gesonia's Lord Mangled by Villains here in blood he lies In his own blood Caesar who gave my eyes Ay and my heart such infinite delight Is now a mournfull and a dreadfull Sight The World to me is all a desart now For a lost Caesar Gods revenge bestow Revenge all Princes by this horrid deed All thrones are shaken and all Princes bleed Revenge two Lovers here by Villains torn One murder'd and I only live to mourn Revenge my Princely Babe from Caesar sprung It cannot sin why shou'd it suffer wrong Now the Tree's fallen the little branch will soon Decay and wither Oh! I faint I swoun Val. A. Help her Ces Stand off I 've pleasure in my grief Except revenge I desire no relief Take up the precious relicks of your Prince Oh! take 'em up whilst I've remains o' sence Oh! gently gently if you be humane His wounds pain me and he feels all my pain For his Cesonia he more dearly Loves Than all the beauties in th' Elizian Groves They take up the Emperor Come my dead Lord with thy Cesonia dwell In Love at least I all my Sex excell Now in the dead and death are all my joys I 'll weep till tears and death have quench'd my eyes Ex. Cesonia and her Attendants with the body of the Emperor Val. A. Unhappy Princess the worst fault she had Was an excess of Love for one so bad Now bring the sentenc'd Pris'ners in with speed Whose unjust deaths the Tyrant had decreed Enter Pastor Lepidus Philo and the Jews Your fortunes and freedoms I restore The tyrants dead he 'll plague the World no more Pas The dreadfull Emp'ror dead good news indeed Oh! to his Vices may no Prince succeed Enter Salome she runs to Lepidus Sal. Oh! my dear Love Lep. My Love art thou so near Oh! how durst thou expose thy beauty here Sal. Ask me no Questions I am mad with Joy And have not sence to make thee a reply I in distraction came to die with thee Die in thy arms and find thee safe and free Val. A. Go marry of each other take your fill And now you Jews go believe what you will Pas Yes marry Son th' ast nobly earn'd my leave Lep. Oh! with what joy this favour I receive Phi. Most Gallant Youth not many minutes since When the keen weapon of a dreadfull Prince Was on your Father drawn you stept between Such an Example we have rarely seen Now shall we turn the edge of Law on you More favour to your piety is due My Daughter Sir I to your arms resign Lep. Oh! my dear Love th' art mine Sal. And thou art mine Val. A. The Imperial Throne I can with ease ascend I know no power which can with mine contend But shou'd I reign the World which thinks me proud Will charge me with the Guilt of Caesar's blood And say the horrid Villany was done By my command that I might mount the throne I 'd rather be an honest slave I swear Than buy the Empire of the world so dear I never yet in crimes employ'd my Sword When I 've the Senate to their right restor'd And reveng'd Caesar as our Laws require I 'll to some quiet privacy retire And there disarm'd and all my powers laid down I will be great in nothing but renown And in my solitude till death Iâ—ll mourn Over my Martyr'd Julia's sacred Urn. Exeunt FINIS PROLOGUE Spoken by Mr. Powell who Acted the Emperor SO mad a Tyrants part I act to day That you will think him mad who wrote the Play In Comick humours he takes most delight And yet he rants in Tragedy to night And strives to give diversion for an hour With a young Prince mad with excess of power He had that mighty power you all desire Power you all love and labour to acquire Some have desir'd a French Invasion here For under them they hop'd to domineer But Oh! shou'd France this nobler Realm subdue Ev'ry Dragoon wou'd be a Caesar too Poor Rogues who for three-half-pence sell their Lives Wou'd lord it o're your Lands your Selves your Wives What wretched slav'ry is we shew to day 'T is well you only see it in a Play Thanks to the Brave who well deserve their pay Some gentle pity we have hopes to move By the misfortunes of sweet vertuous Love The nicest Lady need not blush today At least at what the Women do or say Chast all the beauties are they represent Their loves are Conjugal or Innocent We are young actors yet we hope to please By Acting Love for love with youth agrees You love the Actors who have pleas'd you long But th' Images of Love shou'd all be young EPILOGUE Spoken by a Girl SInging in Plays is grown so much in vogue I had some thoughts to sing the Epilogue Since singing such delight to you affords To please you we 'll all turn Canary Birds When I 'm a Woman which will be e'ne long No Man I swear shall have me for a Song If you 'll tempt me do it with glitt'ring Gold And those enchanting words To have and hold Iâ—ll on those Terms yield to some worthy Man Have me he may and hold me if he can Well let me be an Actress I 'm content Provided Gallants you 'll give your consent I mean your gen'rous Encouragement But to the famous Actors you resort Who fled from us to an old Tennis-Court Thither let all the old Gallants repair And toss and racket the fine Beauties there Applaud admire 'em and do what they will If you young Sparks will please sometimes to fill And grace our House with an alluring throng Methinks you shou'd for most of us are young Tender young plants most of our Women are Some it is said are ripe enough to bear Here 's a Spring-Garden which deserves your care Persons Represented Mr. Powell Caligula Emperor of Rome Mr. Williams Valerius Asiaticus General of the Imperial Army in Germany Mr. Simpson Annius Minutianus A noble Roman Married to one of the Emperor's Sisters Mr. Mills Vitellius Proconsul of Asia Mr. Thomas Cassius Cheraea A Tribune in the Emperor's Guard  Pastor An old Roman Knight Mr. Evans Lepidus Pastor's Son Mr. Disney Philo A Learned Jew Embassador from the Egyptian Jews to the Emperor WOMEN Mrs. Knight Cesonia The Emperour 's beloved Wife Mrs. Temple Julia A young beauty Wife to Valerius Mrs. Cross Salome Philo's Daughter  Consuls Senators Guards Attendants The SCENE the Imperial Palace of Rome the Time the last hoâ—â— of the Emperor's Life Books lately Printed for Richard Wollington at the Lute in St. Paul's Church-Yard A Mathematical Compendium or the Description and Use of a new sliding Rule by which many Usefull and Necessary Questions in Arithmetick Military Orders Interests Trigonometry Planometry Sterenometry Geography Astronomy Navigation Fortification Gunnery Dyalling may be speedily resolved without the help of Pen or Compasses By William Hunt Philomath A Discourse upon the Nature and Faculties of Man in several Essays With some considerations on the Occurrences of Human Life By Tim. 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