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POMPEY.
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Tragoedy.
by Nas. Katherine Philips
DUBLIN,
Printed by John Crooke, Printer to the Kings
Moft Excellent Majeſty, for Samuel
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and Ragged-staff in Caſtle-
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The Printer to the Reader.
Hope
you expect no Eloquence from
a Printer, nor Regularity in a
Preface, which bath nothing to
Say to you, but that Pompey being a
Tranſlation out of the French of Mon-
fieur Corneille, the band that did it is
reſponſible for nothing but the Engliſh,
and the Songs between the Afts, which
were added only to lengthen the Play and
make it fitter for the Stage, when thoſe
tbat could not be refifted were reſolved to
bave it afted; and that no abuſes of
Tranſcribers ( though they were nume-
rous , could have prevail'd to ſend
it to the Preſs, if the Perſon moſt con-
cernd had not fear'd to diſobey an excel-
tent Lady, who commanded this pub-
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Worlds Cenfure.
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The Perſons of the Play,
Julius Cæſar
Marcus Antonius.
Lepidus.
Ptolomy, King of Ægypt.
Cleopatra, His Siſter.
Photinus, His Governour.
Achillas, His Lieutenant General.
Septiming , A Roman in the Ægyptian Kings
Army.
Achoreus, Cleopatra's Gentleman Uſher.
Charmion, Cleopatra's Maid of Honour.
Cornelia, Pompey's Widdow.
Philip, Pompey's Freedman.
Romans and Ægyptians.
The Scene Ptolomey's Pallacc in Alexandria.
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He mighty Rivals, whoſe deſtructive
I Did the whole World in Civil Armes en-
(gage :
Are now agreed, and make it both their Choice,
To have their Fates determin'd by your Voice.
Cæfar from none but You, will hear his Doom,
He hates th’obſequious Flatteries of Rome :
He ſcorns, where once he ruld, now to be try'd, not
And he hath ruld in all the World beſide.
When he the Thames, the Danube, and the Nile
Had ftain'd with Blood,Peace flouriſhed in this
(ifle;
Aud you alone may Boaſt, you never ſamo
Cæſar 'till now, and row can give him Law:
Great Pompey too,comes as a ſuppliant here,
But Sayes He cannot now begin to fear.
He
SUSIS

He knowes your equal Juſtice, and ( to tell
A Roman Truth ) He knowes himſelf too well.
Succeſs, tis true, waited on Cæſar's ſide,
But Pompey thinks he conquerid when he dy'd.
His Fortune when ſhe prow'd the moſt unkind,
Chang'd bis Condition, but not Cato': Mind.
Tber of what Doubt can Pompey's Cauſe ad-
Since here ſo many Cato's Judging ſit. (mit,
To the La- But you bright Nymphs,give Cæſar leave to
dics.
The greateſt Wonder of the world but you. (woo.
Ard hear a Muſe, who has that Hero taught
To Speak as gen'rouſly, as e're he fought.
Whoſe Eloquence from ſuch a Theme deters
All Tongues but Engliſh,and all pens but Hers.
By the juſt Fates your Sex is doubly blest,
You Conquer'd Cæſar,and you praiſe him beft.
And Yox ( Illuſtrious Sir ) receive as due,
Lord Lieu- A Preſent Deſtiny reſervd for you. (here,
Rome, France and England joyn their Forces
To make a Poem worthy of your Ear. -
Accept it then, and on that Pompey's Brow
Who gave ſo many Crowns,beſtow one now.
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That quarrel which did all the Gods divide,
Pharfalia hath the Honour to decide.
Whofe Rivers ſwelling with new bloody
(Sent thither from fo many Parricides) (Tides
The Horrour of torn Enfigns, Chariots, Shields
Spread in Confuſion o're th' infected Fields ;
Thoſe Slaughter'd heaps whoſe ſhades no reſt ob-
By Nature to their own revenge conftrain d,tain d
(Their Putrefactions ſeeming to Revive
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Are Dreadful rules by which the Sword thinks fit,
Pompey to caſt, and Cæfar to acquit.
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That diſtreſs'd Leader of the Juſter Side,
Whoſe wearied Fortune hath all Help deni’d,
A terrible Example will create
To future Times, of the Extreams of Fate:
He flies, whoſe happy Courage had, till now ,
Confind the Bay to his Victorious Brow :
He in our Ports chooſes his laſt Retreat ;
And wanting Refuge from a Foe ſo Great,
His bold Misfortune ſeeks it in Abodes,
Which from the Titans oncc preſerv'd the Gods ;
And from ſo fain'd a Climate, doth expect
That it ſhould Earth as well as Heav'n protect ;
And lending his Deſpair a kinde Effort,
It ſhould the ſtaggering Univerſe ſupport:
Yes, the World's Fortune Pompey with him brings,
And hopes a Land whoſe Fame ſuch Wonder ſings,
A Prop or Tomb might to her Freedom give,
And Pompey's Fall Attend, if not Releive.
This, Friends, the Subject is of our debate;
Our Triumphs he, or Ruine will create :
He hazards me, who did my Father ſave,
And does expoſe that Memphis which he gave:
We muſt now haſten, or prevent his fate,
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When things, Sir, are determind by the ſword,
Juſtice is nothing, but an empty word;
And he who then Affairs would rightly weigh
Muſt not his Reaſons, but his power obey:
View your own Strength, let Pompey be ſurvey'd,
Whoſe Fortune Droop's, and Valour is betray'd;
Who not from Cæfar only takes his flight,
But from the Senates juſt Reproach and ſight,
( Whoſe greater part, were cheaply left a Prey
To the Keen Vultures of Pharfalia )
He flies loſt Rome, and every Roman now;
Who mult to his defeat their Fetters owe.
He flies thoſe Kings who would chaſtiſe his Guilt,
Of all the blood that in his caufe was ſpilt.
Their Kingdoms now of Men and Mony void,
Their broken Scepters and their Thrones deſtroy'd,
As Author of all Woes, abhor'd by all,
He flies the whole World, ſhatter'd by his Fall.
Can you alone reſiſt ſo inany Foes ?
His ſafety he did in himſelf Repoſe :
He falls, and You may yield without a Bluſh
To ſuch a weight as Rome her ſelf does Crush;
A weight which hath the Univerſe preſt down,
And the yet greater Pompey, overthrown.
He that will lave,whom Heaven will have wrack’t,
By too much Juſtice may a Guilt Contract.



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His Head for which both Cods and Men do call
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He but a more Illuſtrious wound will have,
Which will not ſmart the leſs for being brave :
Do not for Egypt Thunderbolts provide,
But chooſe with Fortune, and the Gods to ſide.
Believe not they can an Injuſtice do,
But where they favour, pay your Homage too.
Whatever they decree for them declare,
And think it Impious where they frown to ſpare,
With Divine Anger, Pompey now beſet,
Comes to involve you too, in his Defeat.
Already ſhakes, and ſeeks but where to fall:
His coming hither an Offence does ſeem
And ſhew's his Hatred rather then eſteem.
He would his ſafety with Your Ruine, buy,
And can you Doubt, if he deſerve to dye?
Had he fulfill'd what we both wifht and thought,
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Who muſt the Gods blame for his uſage now. A
I of his Fortune, not of him Complain,
But with Regret Act what the Gods Ordain,
And the ſame Ponyard, once for Cæfar meant
Shall with a ſigh to Pompey's Heart be ſent.
Nor can you at a leſs rate then his Head
Secure Your Own, and ſhun the ſtorin You Dread,
Let this be thought a Crime, if ſo it muſt,
'Tis not a States-man's Virtue to be Juſt.
When Right and Wrong are in the Ballance lay'd,
The Intereſt of Kingdoms is betray'd,
Ex-



Extreapeſt Rigour is the Right of Kings, and
When Timorous Equity their Ruine brings, in
Who fears a Crime fhall ever be affraid,
But heel rule all, who all things dares invade,
Who Dangerous Virtue, as Diſgrace, does ſhun,
And to an Uſeful Crime as ſwiftly ru
This is my Thought Sir, but Achillas may,
Or elſe Septimius, chooſe ſome other way.
But this I know,whatever others like,
(ſtrike.
They fear no Conquerour, who the Conquer'd
.
ACHILLAS.
Photin ſayes true Sir,but though Pompey we
Deveſted of his former Grandeur ſee,
Yet that Blood Pretious does to me appear
Which the Gods did in Theſſaly revere.
Not that a Crime of State ſhould be refrain'd,
But 'tis not lawful, till it be conſtrain'd:
And what need is there of ſuch Rigour here?
Who quits the Conquerd, needs no Conquerour
You may be Neuter,as You were before : (fear.
And Cæfar may, if him you muſt adore;
But though you treat him as a Power Divine,
This is too great an Offring for his Shrine.
To Mars himſelf ſhould this Head offer'd be,
'Twould fix on Yours too black an Infamy:
Let him not be Aſſiſted nor Deſtroy'd,
And ſuch a Conduct will all blame avoid.
You owe him much Sir, for Rome, mov'd by him,
Help'd our laſt King his Scepter to redeem,
But
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But Gratitude and Hoſpitality,
In Monarchs Breſts muſt regulated be,
Nor can a King Contract ſo great a Debt,
But that his Subjects claim a greater yet,
And all Engagements are to Princes void,
To Cancel which their Blood muſt be Imployd :
Conſider too, what Pompey did expoſe,
When he your Father help'd againſt his Foes :
By that he made his Power the greater ſeen,
And rais'd his own Fame, by reſtoring him :
He did in ſerving him but language ſpend ;
But Cæſar's Purſe appear'd the better Friend,
Had we not Cæſars thouſand Talents ſeen,
Pompey's Orations had finall ſuccours been.
Let him not then his Verbal merits boaſt,
For Cæſar's Actions have Oblig'd You moſt.
But if a benefit to Him be due,
Speak now for Hiin, as he did once for You :
His kindneſs ſafely thus requite you may 5
But here receiv'd, He will your Scepter ſway:
This Conquer'd Roman yet a King will brave,
And in your own Dominions you enſave.
Refuſe him Welcom then, but ſpare his Head ;
But ifit muſt fall, this arme ſhall ſtrike him dead:
I can obey (Sir ) and ſhould Jealous grow,
If any Hand but mine thould ſtrike the blow.

SEPTIMIU S.
Sir, I'm a Roman, and theſe Hero's know
Pompey needs aid, and from you ſeeks it now;
You

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You are his fate, may his loft hopes revive; DoY
Baniſh, or Kill, or give him up alive : ody
The firſt would coſt you much too dear a Rate,
I'le only then the other three debate.
His exile draws on You enraged Pow'r,
And does but half oblige the Conquerour ;
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Since to a long ſuſpenſe you will him leave,
What fate his future battles ſhall receive;
And both on you Revenge, when weary grown
The Ills, which but for You, they had not known.
To render him to Cæfar were the ſame,
Who muſt forgive him, to Augment his Fame:
He will a brav'ry on himſelf impoſe,
And ſwell in that falſe mercy he beſtowes ; one
Glad if that way, he Pompey can o’recome,
And in the fame Act pleaſe ſubjected Rome :
But whilſt you him to this neceſſitate,
You'l purchaſe his, as well as Pompey's hate :
His danger and diſhonour then prevent,
Both make him great, and keep him Innocent ;
Whilſt Pompey's Faction, you, in hiin deſtroy,
Let Cæfar, at your coſt, the Fruit enjoy:
By this advice, which you'l I hope allow,
You'l gain a Friend, and need not fear a Foe;
But if Achillas unſafe courſe you chooſe,
You neither gain, but both their Friendſhips looſe.

PTOLOMY.
Let us no more debate what's Juſt and fit,
But to the Worlds viciſſitude fubinit.
Your

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Your Major votes do with my Thoughts agree
Who in ſo great a change would active be,
Rome hath too long made an Injurious Claiin
That all Men ſhould adore the Roman Name:
Her lofty Freedom let us now throw down,
And all Her ſcorn in Pompey's Blood lets drown.
Cutting the Root by which that Pride does live,
To the Worlds Tyrants, let's a Tyrant give;
Now fate would chain an Arrogance, lo fierce,
Let's help her to revenge the Univerſe.
Zome,thou ſhalt ſerve, & Kings which alwayes yet,
Th' haft dar'd with ſo much Inſolence to treat,
Will Cæſar now, with leſs Regret, obey NiwH
Since thou ſhalt be enſlav'd as well as they.
Achillas and Septimius looſe no time,
But make us Deathleſs by this glorious Crime,
Of Heavens Reſentment I'le the hazard run,
Who ſent him hither ſure to be undone anos
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Go then, the Scepter which I beár, ſecure;
For you by this Comuniſſion are become
The Deſtinies of Egypt and of Rome.

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PTOLOMY.
I am miſtaken Photin, or by this
My Siſter will her expectation miſs,
Pompey rey Fathers Will having ſecur'd,
Her Coronation ſhe believes aflur’d.
And ſhe her ſelf the Miſtreſs does eſteem, ni bora
Of that divided Scepter left by him.
Their Antient Friendſhip ſhe depends upon,
And inwardly already ſhares my Throne.
Whence her Ambition is become ſo vain,
That from its Aſhes it revives again.
TWO travel
PHOTINUS.

Sir, 'Twas a motive I did not debate,
And yet which ought to haſten Pompey's Fate.
He your Pretentions doubtleſs will decide,
And by your Fathers Will your Claims Divide. A
To which great Truſt of Friendſhip being true,
You know how much he diſobliges you.
Nor that by this Diſcourſe, I would remove
The Sacred Ciment of a Brothers Love,
I baniſh her not from your Heart, but Throne,
| For he Reigns not, that does not Reign alone.

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Divided Empire all wife Kings avoid,
For Pow'r Communicated is Deſtroy'd ;
And Policy.-But, Sirg ſhe does appcar.
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Ptolomy, Cleopatra, Photinus.
CLEOPATRA. SA
Pompey is come ( Sir) and
J and can you be here,
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PTOLOMY.
That mighty Warriour I at home attend,
And him Achillas and Septimius ſend.
CLEOPATRA.
What? ſuch Embaſſadours as thoſe to him? ba A
Om PTOLOMY.
You may go too, if they too little ſeein.
CLEOPATRA.
Is your own meeting him, too great a thing?
PTOLOMY.
I muſt remember, that I am a King.
CLEOPATRA.
Can you reflect on that, and yet be ſlow
To kiſs the hand of him, that made you ſo
And pay your homage to a Man fo great? CE
at gniad PTOLOMY.
Did he that Title in Tharſalia get? da vedno
TOM CLEOPATRA.
Though none did his misfortnnes help afford,
Hee's ſtill that Pompey who your Crown reſtor’d.
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Rather his ſhade, and but my Father
By whoſe Ghoſt, not by me, it ſhould be own’d, ja
Let him, attend his Duit and be corte
To receive Thanks, from his cold Monumento i
CLEOPATRA.
Hath ſuch a Benefit ſuch uſage met?
PTOLOMY. viongoni
I both remeinber it and his Defeat.
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Time is the Standard by which thiugs are Tryde
You, that ſo prizs him mag his greatness Court, 1.A
But know, He yet may periſh in the Port. and
CLEO PA TR A. Fondiep
What, may his Shipwrack in the Port arrive?
And have you dar'd his Ruine to contrive.
PTOLOMY.
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And what the ſafety of my State requird. Ini 10%
CLEOPATRA.
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Have with their wicked Councels poyſon'da you
PHOTINUS.
The Councel, Madani, will not be diſclaim d.o.
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PTOLOMY.
You muſt a little with her ſcorn diſpenſe,
I know her hatred, and your innocence;
But ſhe's my Siſter, give her humour vent. id J
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Sir, If too late it be not to repent,
Shake off at length, a Yoke that is fo vile,
And call your Virtue back from her exile:
That magnanimity fo great, and good,
Which is convey'd to Princes, with their Blood.
PTOLOMY.
Swell'd with a hope, in vain by you foreſeen,
You ſpeak to me of Pompey, like a Queen:
Through your falſe zeal, Aaſhes of Pride eſcape ;
And Intereſt does act in Virtues ſhape :
Confeſs it then, you had been ſilent ſtill,
Were it not for the King our Fathers Will;
You know who kept it?
CLEOPATRA.
And you ſhall Know too,
Virtue alone prompts me to what I do.
For if I did my own advantage ſeek,
I ſhould for ceſar, not for Pompey ſpeak:
Receive a ſecret I conceal'd before,
And after that, never reproach ine more.
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When none that bold Rebellion could withſtand,
Which rob’d our Father, of his Crown and Land,
The injur'd King forſook his Native (hoar,
And Romes great Senate did for Aid Iinplore.
You very Young; but I was in an Age,
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When Nature had ſupply'd my Eyes with Darts,
Already Ađive in ſubduing hearts.
Cafar receiv'd, or elſe pretended
love,
And by his Adions, would his Paſſion prove.
But ſince the Senat's Pique to him he knew,
He their lovid Pompey, to our party drew.
Whoſe high concern for us, on Cæſar's ſcore,
Was the laſt fruit their Friendſhip ever bore.
Of this you do inherit the event.
But ſuch a Lover not with it content,
When by th' aſliſtance of fo great a Man,
In our behalf the Roman ſuffrage ran,
Reſolving further Kindneſs to impart,
He gave his Treaſure to attend his Heart :
And from the bounty of his growing flame,
Theſe finews both of War and Power came :
Thoſe thouſands Talents which we owe him yet,
Forc'd our revolted Egypt to ſubmit.
On this the King reflecting, when he dy'd
Betwixt us did his Dignity divide ;
And by his Sovereign Right, on me beftow'd
A part of what, he to my Beauty owd:
Whilſt you, who this great reaſon never knew,
Thought that his Favour, which was but my due;
And Your dread Father, partiall dar'd to call,
Who gave me half, when yet he ow'd me all.
PTOLOMY.
This Story, you with Art enough contrive.
CLEOPATRA.
I am aſſur’d, Cæfar will ſoon arrive.
And a few hours will ſuch a change effect,
As your Dark Policy did leaſt expect.
And
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And thew you why I ſpoke fo like a Queen,
Who the loath'd Object of your ſcorn have been.
You in the Throne, ufurp'd my equal ſeat,
And as a Slave you did your Siſter Treat ; yd boa
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To ſtoop and Court your Miniſters of States
Whoſe ſteel or poyſon, I ſtill fear’d. but Know
Pompey or Cæfar will ſecure ine now is to
And whatſoe're your Sycophants Ordain, 10
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At ſuch a ſecret as I nere could gueſs, dban
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Yet it were now convenient he ſhould bleed.com
Your Siſter hates you, ſhe is fair and fierce,
And if ſhe ſuch Victorious Charmes diſperſe;
The head of Pompey only, can ſuffice but
To win the heart of Cæfar from her Eyes.
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This dangerous woman hath a buſie wit.
PHOTIN
But ſuch a ſervice will out-ballance it.
PTOLOMY.
But what if Cafar ſtill her Pow'r Obey ?
PHOTIN .
Then flatter her, yet mind not what I ſay,
Till firſt you ask, in an affair ſo Nice,
Achillas and Septimius beſt advice.
PTOLOMY.
Lets from the Tow'r ſee them act Pompey's dooin,
And this Debate at their return, reſume.
After the firft Act of Pompey, The King and Photin ſhould
be diſcovered, fitting and hearkning to this ſong.
Ince affairs of the State, are already decreed,
Make room for Affairs of the Court,
Employment, and pleaſure each other ſucceed,
Becauſe they each other ſupport.
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Cleopatra, Charmion.
CLEOPATRA.
Love him, but a Flame ſo much refin'd,
How bright ſoever, dazles not my mind:
For Virtue makes my inclination know,
What Cafars Miſtreſs does to Pompey owe:
And none dares own a paſſion ſo ſublime,
But ſhe that ſcorn's the ſhaddow of a crime.
I ſhould but ſmal Reſpect to Cæſar pay,
To ſeek his love in an unhandſom way.
CHARMIO N.
Can you love Cæfar, Madam, and adviſe
That Egypt ſhould in Armes againſt hiin riſe?
That they ſhould Pompey againſt him Protect,
And his Pharſalian Triumphs ſhould be checkt,
Sure Love in you does little Empire fhew.
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And all his glory, to my Shrine he brings,
With the fame hand, which gives the law to Kings.
So that ev'n in his Triumphs, my diſdain
Can make the Man, that rules the World, complain.
CHARMION.
Yet I dare ſwear, your charmes a pow'r enjoy
Which though they boaſt of they will n'ere employ.
And the great Çafar ſhall no trouble know,
If it can only from your rigour grow.
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And as deputed from th' Egyptian Prince,
Let, Sir, ſayes he, this barke convey you hence ;
The Shelfs and Sands, which under water lye,
To greater Vefſels an Acceſs deny.
The Hero faw, and ſmild at this abuſe;
He then receiv'd his Wifes and Friends adieus,
Their ſtay commanded, and to death did go
With the ſame look, as he did Crown's beſtow :
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The Sea was all the Sepulcher he had.
To fortune now, his Daughter'd Corps reſignd,
Floats at the Pleaſure of the Wave and Winde.
The Poor Cornelia at the Dreadfull view.
CLEOPA TR A.
O Gods! What could ſhe either ſay or do !
ACHOREUS.
By dreadful fhrieks, ſhe try'd his Life to ſhield,
Then hopeleſsụp to Heav'n her hands ſhe held:
And by her mighty ſorrow overthrown,
Fell either dead, or in a deadly (woon.
In this Diſtreſs, her Ships imp!oy their Oars
To gain the Sea, and quit thoſe horrid Shoars.
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To hiin, who did the Univerſe ſubject.
But whilſt Cornelia they one way purſue,
Another we might Cæfars coming view,
A Navy which can hardly Reckon'd be:
A dobo
CLEOPATRA.
Ne're Doubt it, Achorens, it is he ;
Tremble bad Men, at your approaching Doom,
My Breath is now your Deſtiny become.
Cæſar's come, I'm a Queen, Pompey's reveng'd, 1A
Tyranny ruin'd, and the times are chang'd.
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"Pity their Fortune, and our own fuſpect :
He who we thought ev’n Fate her ſelf had ſway'd,
Who rul'd a Senate which the World obey'd :
Whom his own Rome ſaw ( almoſt Deifi'd)
Over the World's three Parts in Triumph ride;
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Saw both the Conſuls on his Standards wait :
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Cafar himſelf perhaps another day.
O may the Gods the Augury diſprove!
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Love.
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No, but am from his Projects now ſecure.
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Which of his Plots could you ſo much offend?
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I've much endur'd, and more may apprehende
For fach a Polititian is not Nice,
And you are alwayes ftcer'd by his Advice.
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CLEOPATRA,
And I who fear him, Kaow his cruelty.
PTOLOMY.
For a Crown's ſafety all things juſt appears in
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That kind of equity creates my fear,
My ſhare of Power hath been by it loſt,
And now it has the head of Pompey coſt.
Never a game of State was
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For elſe by Cæfar we had been ſurpris'd :
You ſee his ſpeed, and we had been ſubdu'd,
Before we could in our defence have ſtood.
But now I to a Conquerour ſo great,
Your Heart may offer, and my Royal ſcat.
CLEOPATŘ A.
Make your own Preſents, I'le diſpoſe of mine,
Nor others Intereſts with Yours combine. voy went
PTOLOMY.11.
Our Blood's the ſame, uniting me and you. doy
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You might have ſaid, our Rank unites us too.
We both are Soveraigns, yet 'twill be confeft, toda
There is ſome Difference in our Intereſt.
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I have Ambition, but it is confin'd, SinbA
It may ſurprize my Soul, but never blind.
Tupbraid me with thoſe bounds there is no need,
I know my Reach, and ſhall not that exceed.
PTOLOMY.
Your Fortune ſmiles and you the advantage uſe.
CLEOPATRA.
You may revile me , if I that abuſe.
PTOLOMY.
I hope the beſt, Love notill Fruit can bear.veni
CLEOPATRA.
You ſeem to hope, what really you fear.
But though the Gods my junt pretentions Crown,
You-need not doube I'le ask, but what's
my own
You ne’re ſhallAnger from your Siſter find,
Though you'r a Cruel Brother, I'le be kind.
Hondo PTOLOMY.
But yet inethinks you do diſcover Pride.
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Time is the Standard whereby things are try'd.
PTOLOMY.
Your preſent carriage that doth plainly ſhew,
anon CLEOPATRA.
Cæfar is come and you've'a Mafter now.
PTOLOMY.
I made him mine who the Worlds Maſter is.
CLEOPATRA.
Pay him your Homage, while I look for his.
In this addreſs you may your ſelf be ſeen,
But lle remember that I am a Queen.
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I have obſerv'd thy Counſel, but find ſince coil
To flatter her, but ſwells her inſolence.
For with her Pride ſhe did affront me fogo,
That I at laſt fell into Paſſion too. Il giods and
This Arme enrag’d by her, could ſcarce forbear
(Without a Thought that Cæfar was ſo near)
Diſpatching her as ſafe as ſhe does ſcem
To have complain?d to Pompey, not to him.
She talks already at that haughty rate,att
That if great cæfar pleaſe her Pride and Hate;
And ſhe o’re him her boaſted Empire have,
Her Brother and her King muſt be her Slave.
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Nor poorly wait the Ills we may prevent,
Let's ſpoile her of her Power to diſdain,
And break thoſe Charmes whereby ſhe hopes to
Nor after ſuch indignities, let's brook, (reign :
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For this Ambitious Man which through the world,
Hath War and Slavery together hurld;
Swell’d with his Conqueſt, and a Rage ſo ſmart,
As ſuch a loſs, writes in a Lovers Heart :
Though you but act, what Equity approves,
Will thence ground his revenge for what he loves:
As for a crime, Hee'l you to Bondage bring,
Though you did only what became a King.
PTOLOMY.
If Cleopatra ſees him ſhee's a Queen.
PHOTINUS.
But if the dye your Ruine is foreſeen.
PTOLOMY.
Who ruines me ſhould on my fall attend.
PHOTINUS.
To ruine her you muſt your ſelf befriend.
PTOLOMY.
What? muſt my Crown upon her Temples ſhine ?
No, if my Scepter I muſt needs reſign,
The Conquerour ſhall rather it command:
PHOTINUS.
You'l ſooner force it from a Siſters hand.
How great ſoever now his flames appear,
He muſt be gone, and leave You Maſter here.
Love in ſuch Men, feldom that room can find,
Which to their Intereſt will not be refign'd.
With Juba, Scipio, and with Pompeys Sons,
Spain, to Revenge, he knows, with Affrick runs :
And while that Party are not yet o’rethrown,
He cannot ſafely call the World his own.
Caſar's too great a Captain, to o’relee
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Judge in that time, what great things you may do,
See Cæfar then,and ſtrive to pleaſe him too.
Relign him all, but yet this Rule intend,
That future things on accidents Depend. soso?!
Your Throne and Scepter give into his hand,
And without murmur yeild to his Command :
He will believe that Juſtice he ſhall do
If he your Fathers Teſtament purſue ; ainst
Beſides this ſignal ſervice you have done ;
Will give you ſtill fome Title to your Throne.
Entire ſubmiſſion to his Orders ſhew,
Applaud his Judgment, but then let him go.
That time for our Revenge will be moſt fit alt
When we can Act, as well as think Den
With temper let theſe Paffions then be born,
Which were excited by your Siſters ſcorn.
Boaſts are but Air, and he revenges beſt,
Who Acts his braver Thoughts, yet talks the leaſt.
PTOLOMY.
Othy Advice my greateſt Comfort brings, hiw
A Prudent Counſellour's the bliſs of Kings.
Come dear Supporter of my Throne, let's go,
And to ſave all, on Cæfar all beſtow.
His Pride let's flatter with an empty State,
And with our whole Fleet on him hither Wait.
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Le two Egyptian Prieſts on the Stage.
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1.
EE how Victorious Cæſar's Pride
Does Neptune's Boſom ſweep!
And with Theffalian Fortune ride
In Triumph o're thc Deep.
2.
What Rival of the Gods is this
who dare's do more then they ?
whoſe Feet the Fates themſelves do kiſs
And Sea, and Land obey.
I.
What can the Fortunate withſtand?
For this refiftlefs He,
Rivers of Blood brings on the Land,
And Bulwarks on the Sea.
2.
Since Gods as well as Men ſubmit
And Gæſar's favour woe ,
Virtue her ſelf , may think it fit
That Egypt court him too.
I.
Dut Pompey's Head's a rate to dear,
For by that impious price
The God lifs Noble will appear
Loop Than do's the Sacrifice.
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pd If Juſtice be a thing divine,
The Gods mould it maintain,
For us t' attempt what they decline,
Would be as raſh as vain.
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Chorus.
How deſperate is our Princes Fate ?
what haszard doe's he run ?
He muſt be wicked to be great,
Or to be juſt, undone.

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Charmion, Achoreus.
CHARMION.

YE
Es, whilſt the King himſelf is gone to meet
Cafar, and lay his Scepter at his Feet.
To her Appartment Cleopatra went,
And there uninov'd expects his Complernent.
What words have you to cloath this Huinour in ?
A CHOREUS.
'Tis Noble Pride and worthy of a Queen.
Who with Heroick courage does make good
The Honour of her Rank, and of her Blood.

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If he the fierce takes, or the gentler way,
And what he to our Murtherers could ſay.
A CHOREUS.
The head of Pompey hath already coſt,
More than they will have any cauſe to boaſt :
For whether Ceſar be or ſeem ſevere,
Yet I for them have ground enough to fear.
If they lov'd Ptolomy, they ſerv'd him ill,
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What worſe could envious Fortune offer me
Who alike hate a Crown, and Intamy.
This to accept, would all my Boaſt confute, on
That Rome did me unjuſtly Perfecute : (where,
Rome, who both ſcorns, and gives Crowns every
And nothing fees in Kings, to love or fear ;
Nay, at our Birch, does all our Souls enflame,
To light the Ranke, and to abhor the Name.
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If he ſuch Offers lik’d.could fhun them too. (who
Both Throne and King had honour'd been,t' afford
Service to him who had them both reſtor'd:
So glorious had been even ill ſucceſs,
In ſuch a Cauſe, that Triumphs had been leſs :
And if your Fortune ſafety had deny'd,
To have beſtow'd it, had been Cæfars Pride :
But though you would not own ſo brave a ſtrife,
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Who that rich Blood to waih your hands allow'd,
That to the meaneſt Roman ſhould have bow'd?
Was it for you, Pharſalia's Field I won;
Wherein ſo many Nations were undone .BA
And did I purchaſe at fo high a Rate, orobu
That you ſhould be the Arbiters of Fate?
If I in Pompey that could ne're admit,
Shall you eſcape, o’re him aſſuming it ?
How much is my Succeſs abus'd by you, bad
Who attempt more then ever I durſt do?
What Name, think you, will ſuch a blow become,
Which has uſurp'd the Soveraignty of Rome ?
And in one Perſon did affront her more,
Then could the Aſian Maſſacre before. i Ils boA
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You would have been more ſcrupulous for me?
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When all Wrongs had purſu'd my Overthrow.
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That Pompey's Death fhould be reveng'd by You.
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We owe you more, then ever him we owd:
Your Favour was the firſt to us expreſt,
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Our Vows for your ſucceſs were only made:
And ſince he ever fought your Blood to ſpill,
I thought his Death a neceffary Ill.
For as his groundleſs Hatred daily grew,
He would, by all wayes, the Diſpute renew ;
Or if at length, he fell into your Hand (ſtand:
We fear'd your Mercy would your Right with
For to that Pitch your ſenſe of Honour Aies,
As would to Fame your Safety Sacrifice;
Which made me Judge, in fo extream an Ill,
We ought to ſerve you, Sir, againft your will;
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Antonins, have you this bright Princeſs ſeen?
pipelym ANTONIUS.
Yes, Sir, I have, and ſhee's a matchleſs Queen;
With ſuch proportion Heaven never yet
All Beauties both of Minde and Body knit ;
So ſweet a Greatneſs in her Face does ſhine,
The Nobleſt Courage muſt to it reſign; missie
Her Looks and Language with ſuch eaſe ſubdue,
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As doubted, and yet inwardly believ'd :
She modeſtly declin'd her higheſt aims,
And thinks ſhe Merits, what ſhe moſt diſclaims.
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ANTONIUS.
Can ſhe have yours?
As that your Joyes, ſo this her Crown ſecures.
To gain that Heart can you believe it hard,
Whoſe kindneſs you with Empire can reward :
Then let your Paſſion all its Doubts disband,
For what can Pompey's Conqucrour withſtand ?
But
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But yet her Fear to her remembrance brings,
How little Rome hath ever valu'd Kings ;
And more then that, ſhe dreads Calpburnia's Love;
But both theſe Rubs your preſence will remove,
And your ſuccesfull Hope all Miſts will break,
If you vouchſafe but for your Self to ſpeak.
CÆSAR.
Let's go then, and theſe needleſs ſcruples quit,
Shewing my Heart to Her that wounded it:
Come let us ſtay no longer.
ANTONIU S.
But firſt know,
Cornelia is within your Power now:
Septimius brings her, boaſting of his Fault,
And thinks by that, he hath your Favour bought.
But once afhoar your Guards (by Orders taught)
No notice took, but hither both have brought.

CÆSAR.
Then let her enter : Ah unwelcome News!
Which my Impatience does ſo roughly uſe!
O Heaven! and am I not allow'd to pay
My Love this ſmall remainder of one day? 108
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CÆSAR.
Go Septimius for your Maſter look,
Cæfar a Traytors preſence cannot Brook ;
A Roman, who to ſerve a King could be
Content, when he had Pompey ſery'd, and me.
[Exit Septimius.
CORNELIA,
Cæfar, that envious Fate which I can brave,
Makes me thy Priſoner, but not thy Slave:
Expect not then my Heart ſhould e’re afford
To pay thee Homage, or to call thee Lord :
How rude foever Fortune makes her Blow;
I Craffus Widow once, and Pompey's now ;
Great Scipio's Daughter, (and what's higher yet)
A Roman, have a Courage ſtill more great ;
And of all Stroaks her Cruelty can give,
Nothing can make me bluſh, but that I live,
And have not follow'd Pompey, when he dy'd;
For though the means to do it were deny'd,
And Cruel Pity would not let me have
The quick aſſiſtance of a Steel or Wave,
Yet I'm atham'd, that after ſuch a Woe,
Grief had not done as much as they could do :
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Death had been glorious, and had ſet me free
As from my Sorrow then, ſo now from Thee.
Yet I muſt 'thank the Gods, though ſo ſevere,
That ſince I muſt come hither, Thou art here:
That Cafar reigns here, and not Ptolomy ;
And yet, O Heaven! what Stars do govern me?
That ſome faint kind of ſatisfaction 'tis,
To meet here with my greateſt Enemies ;
And into their Hands that I rather fall,
Then into His that ow'd my Husband all.
But of thy Conqueſt, Cafar, make no boaſt,
Which to my ſingle Deſtiny thou ow'ſt;
I both my Husbands Fortunes have defac'd,
And twice have caus'd th' whole world to be dif-
My Nuptial Knot twice ominouſly tyd, (grac'd ;
Baniſh'd the Gods from the Uprighter Side ;
Happy in miſery I had been, if it,
For Romes advantage, had with Thee been Knit ;
And on thy Houſe that I could ſo diſpenſe
All my own Stars malignant influence :
For never think my Hatred can grow leſs,
Since I the Roinan Conſtancy profeſs;
And though thy Captive, yet a Heart like mine;
Can never ſtoop to hope for ought from Thine :
Command, but think not to ſubject my Will,
Remember this, I am Cornelia ſtill.
CÆSAR.
O Worthy Widow of a Man ſo brave !
Whoſe Courage, Wonder, Fate does pity crave;
Your generous Thoughts do quickly make us know
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Both to, and from what Families you came;
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Whoſe Virtues Fortune cheated of their due ;
The Scipio's Blood, who fav’d our Dcities, 346
Speak in your Tongue, and ſparkle in your Eyes ;
And Rome her ſelf hath not an ancient Stem, (them:
Whoſe Wife or Daughter, hath more honour'd
Would to thoſe Gods your Anceſtors once fav’d,
When Hannibal them at their Altars bray'd,
That your dear Hero had declin'd this Port,
And better known a falſe Barbarians Court ;
And had not his uncertain Honour try'd,
But rather on our Ancient love rely'd;
That he had ſuffered my ſuccesfull Arms, A
Only to vanquiſh his unjuſt Allarms ;
Then he, without deſtruſting me, had ſtay'd
Till he had heard what Cæſar could have ſaid ;
And I, in ſpight of all our former ſtrife,
Would then have beg'd himn to accept of Life ;
Forget my Conqueſt, and that Rival love,
Who fought, but that I might his Equal prove :
Then I, with a content entirely great,
Had Pray'd the Gods to Pardon his Defeat ;
And giving me his Friendſhip to poſſeſs,
He had pray’d Rome to Pardon
my ſucceſs.
But ſince Fate, fo Ambitious to deſtroy
Hath rob’d the World, and Us, of ſo much Joy,
Cæfar muſt ſtrive t'acquit himſelf to you,
Of what was your Illuſtrious Husbands due:
Enjoy your felfthen with all freedom here.
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And witneſs be, how after our Debate,
I ſhall revere his Name, revenge his Fate ; done
You this Account to Italy may yield,
What Pride I borrow from Thefalia's Field.
I leave you to your ſelf, and ſhall Retire ;
Lepidus, furniſh her to her deſire;
As Roman Ladies have reſpected been,
So Honour her, (that is, ) above a Queen.
Madain, command; all ſhall your Orders wait.
CORNELIA.
O Gods ! how many Virtues muſt I hate!
After the third Act, to Cornelia aſleep on a Couch,
Pompey's Ghoſt Gings this in Recitative Air.Inc.
From laſting and unclouded Day, the
From Foys refin'd above Allay,
And from a ſpring without decay.
I come, by Cynthia's borrow'd Beams
To viſit my Cornelia's Dreams ,
And give them yet ſublimer Theams. It
Behold the Man, thou lov’dſt before,
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mix Cæſar himſelf it ſhall purſue,
His dayes ſhall troubled be, and fero,
And be shall fall by Treaſon too.
He, by ſeverity Divine
shall be an offering at my sbrine ;
As I was his, he muſt be mine.
Thy ſtormie Life regret no more,
For Fate Shall waft thee foon a fhoar,
And to thy Pompey thee reſtore.
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Let's fear no more the Greatneſs we have made :
Cæfar ſhall ſtill froin Us receive his Doom,
And twice in one day wee'l diſpoſe of Rome ;
As Bondage firſt, let's Freedom next beſtow
Let not thy Actions, Cæſar, ſwell Thee ſo ;
But call to mind what thou haſt ſeen me doc;
Pompey was Mortal, and ſo thou art too ;
Thou envy'dft him, for his exceeding thee,
And I think, thou haſt no more Lives, then he;
Thy own Compaſſion for his Fate, does ſhew
That thy Heart may be Penetrable too:
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Which ſpares a King, but for his Siſters fake.
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your own!
But of our Power let us be firſt agreed,
And in what time and method to proceed.
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We may do much, Sir, in our prefent State, 1992
Two miles from hence fix thouſand Souldiers
Which I, foreſeeing ſome new Diſcontents, vel
Have kept in readineſs, for all Events; aw body
Cæfar with all his Arts, could not foreſee! 2H
That underneath this Town a Vault ſhould be
By which this night we to the Pallace
Our Men with Eaſe, and without Noiſe convey;
Taffault his Life by open force alone,
Would be the only way to looſe your
We muſt ſurprize him, and act barbatfign, 19
When he is Drunk with Pleaſure, Love and Wine.
The People are all ours; for when he made
His entry Horrouir did their Souls inyadesh. W OD
When with a Pomp ſo arrogantly grave,
His Faſces did our Royal Enſigns brave;
I mark'd what Rage at that Injurious view,
From their incenſed, Eyes, like ſparkles, flew;
And they fo much did with their fury ſtrive,
That your leaſt Countenance may it revive.
Septimius Souldiers fill'd with greater hate,
Struckwith the Terrour of their Leaders Fate,
Seek nothing but revenge on him, whọ them
Did, in their Captains Perfon, fo contemn.
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Among your Romans Kindred of their own,
Seem to perſwade us they would help afford
To Sacrifice their Tyrant, to their Lord;
Nay have aſſur'd it, and much better may is
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His Clemency ( not only falſe but vain )
Which Courts Cornelia, that He Rome may gain,
Will to his Perſon, give them ſuch acceſs,
afſure our Plot of a ſucceſs.
But Cleopatra comes ; to Her appear
Only poffeſs’d with Weakneſs, and with Fear :
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But your great Lover quickly from you went. .
CLEOPATRA.
'Twas to the Town, t'appeaſe fome diſcontent,
Which he was told had newly raiſed been
Betwixt the Souldier and the Citizen :
Whilſt I with Joyfull haſt come to aſſure
You, that your Life and Kingdom were ſecure;
Th’ Illuſtrious Cæfar on the Courſe you took,
Does with leſs anger then Compaſſion look,
He pitties you, who ſuch vile States-men heard,
As make their Kings not to be lov’d, but fear'd;
Whoſe Souls the baſeneſs of their Birth confeſs,
And who in vain great Dignities poffefs :
For Slaviſh Spirits cannot guide the Helm ;
Thoſe too much Power would quickly overwhelm.
That hand, whoſe Crimes alone do purchafe Fear,
Will ſoon let fall a Weight it cannot bear.
PTOLOMY.
Thoſe Truths, and my ill Fate do me perſwade
How bad a choice of Counſellours I inade. :
For had I acted Honourable things,
I had as Glorious been, as other Kings
in
And better merited the Love
you
bear
A Brother, ſo unworthy of your Care ;
Cæfar and Pompey had been here agreed,
And the Worlds Peace in Egypt been decreed j
Who her own Prince a friend to both had ſeen;
Nay, he perhaps, an Arbiter had been.
But ſince to call this back is paſt our Art. 1
Let me diſcharge to you my Troubled heart;
You, that for all the Wrongs that I have done,
Could yet Preſerve me both my Life and Crown;
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Be truly great and vanquiſh all your Hate,
By changing Photing and Achille's Fate.
For their offending you, their Death is
due,
But that my Glory ſuffers in it to ;
If for their Kings Crimes they ſhould puniſh'd be,
The Infamy would wholy light on me;
Cæfar through them wounds me, their’s is my Pain
For my fake, therefore, your Juſt Hate conſtrain :
Your heart is Noble, and what pleaſure then
Is th' abject Blood of two unhappy Men ?oth
Let me owe all to you, who Cæfar charine,
And, with a Look, his Anger can diſarın.
CLEOPATRA. 20
Were but their Life and Death in mne to give,
My ſcorn is great enough to let them live :
But I wich Cæfar little can prevail,
When Pompey's Blood lyes in the other ſcale ;
I boaſt no Power to Diſpoſe his will,
For I have ſpoke, and he hath ſhun'd it ſtill,
And turning quickly to ſome new Affair,
He neither does refuſe, nor grant my Prayer :
Yet Ile once more on that harſh Theam proceed,
In hope a New attempt may better ſpeed ;son&
And Īle believe.
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PTOLOMY.
He comes, let me be gone,
Leaſt I ſhould chance to draw his anger on ,
My preſence may enflame what t’would make leſs,
And
you alone, may act with more ſucceſs. I
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Caſar, Cleopatra, Antonius, Lepidus,
Charmion, Achoreus, and Romans.
CÆSAR.

The City now is quiet, Beauteous Queen,
Which had alarmn'd with little reaſon been ;
Nor need they fear the troubleſome event
Of Souldiers Pride, or Peoples Diſcontent :
But O great Gods! when abſent from your Eyes,
A greater Tumult did within me Riſe ;
When theſe unwelcom Cares ſnatcht me from you,
My heart, ev'n with my Grandeur, angry grew 5
And I my own Renown began to hate,
Since it my parting did neceſſitate :
Put I forgave all to the ſingle Thought
How much advantage to my Love it brought :
For 'tis to that, I owe the noble Hope
Which to my Flame does give ſo fair a fcope,
And perſwades Cæfar that his Heart may prove
Not utterly unworthy of your Love,
And that he may pretend to that, ſince he
Nothing above him, but the Gods, can ſee.
Yes Queen; if in the World a Man there were
That with more glory could your fetters bear
Or if there were a Throne, wherein you might
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Leſs for his Throne would I the Man purſue,
Then to diſpute the Right of ſerving you.
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And in Pharſalia rather my Sword drew
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To Preſerve that, then Pompey to fubdue.
I Conquer'd, and the God of Battles, leſs
Then your bright Eys, afforded me ſucceſs.
They rais'd my Courage, and my hand did ſway,
And I owe them that memorable day.
As the effect of heat by them inſpir'd, boardstein W
For when your beauties had my paſſion fir'd, 110H
That a return might your great Soul become,
They made me Maſter of the World and Rome.
I would ennoble that high ſtile I wear,
By the Addition of your Priſoner.
And ſhall moſt happy be, if you think fit jede
That Title to eſteem, and this permit.
CLEOPATRA. Total
I know how much I to iny fortune owe,
Which this exceſs of Honour does beſtow.
Nor will from you my inward thoughts conceal
Since I know both, you, and my ſelf ſo well.
Your Love did in my earlieſt Youth appear,
And I my Scepter as your Preſent wear :
I twice receiv'd my Kingdom from your Hand,
And after that, can I your Love withſtand ?
No, Sir, my Heart cannot reſiſt your ſiege,
Whoſo much merit, and ſo much Oblige.
But yet my Birth, my Ranke, and the Command
Which I have now regain d in Egypts Land,
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The Scepter, by your Hand reſtor’d to mine,
Do all againſt my innocent Hopes combine
o my deſwes injurious they have been, id
And leſſen me, by making me a Queen :
For if Rome ſtill be as ſhe was before,
avjud
T'aſcend a Throne, will but debaſe me
Theſe Marks of Honour will be but my Shame
And Ruine my Pretences to your Flame :
But yet, methinks, the Power you enjoy,
Might all my Fears with eaſe enough deſtroy,
And I would hope, that ſuch a Man as you,
May juſtly Romes Capriciouſneſs fubdue,
And her unjuſt averſion for a Throne
She might ſee cauſe, for your fake, to diſown:
I know that you can greater things effect,
And from your Promiſe Wonders I expect;
You in Pharſalia did much greater
do,
And I invoke no other Gods but You.
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CÆSAR.
There's nothing humane can iny Love withſtand;
'Tis but the overrunning Affricks Land,
To ſhew my Standards to the reſt of thoſe,
Who did me with ſo ill a Fate oppoſe;
And when Rome can no more of them Advance,
She will be forc'd to ſtudy Complaiſance :
And
you
ſhall ſee her with a ſolemn State,
At your Feet ſacrifice her Pride and Hate :
Nay I muſt have her, at your Royal Scat,
In my behalf, your Favour to entreat ;
And with ſo much Reſpect theſe Beauties view,
That ſhe young Cæſars ſhall requeſt from you ;
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This is the only Fortune I deſire,
And all to which my Lawrels do aſpire:
How bleſt were my Condition, if I might
Obtain thoſe Wreaths, and ſtill enjoy your ſight!
But yet my Paſſion its own harm procures,
For Í muſt quit you, if I will be yours;
While there are flying Foes, I muſt purſue,
That I may them defeat, and merit
you.
.
To bear that abſence therefore, ſuffer me
To take ſuch Courage from the Charmes I ſee,
That frighted Nations may, at Cæſars name,
Say, He but came, and ſaw, and overcame.
CLEOPATR A.
This is too inuch; but if I this abuſe,
The fault which you create you muſt excuſe :
You did my Crown, and perhaps Life reſtore,
And yet your Love (I truſt) will grant me more;
And I Conjure you, by its ſtrongelt Charms,
By that great Fortune which attends your Arms,
By all my hopes, and all your high Deſert,
Dip not in Blood the Bounties you impart ;
Great Sir, forgive thoſe that have Guilty been,
Or elſe by that, let me appear a Queen ;
Achillas and Photinus blood diſdain,
For they endure enough, to ſee me reign;
And their Offenſe

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Ah ! by ſome other way
Aſſure your ſelf how much my Will you ſway,
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As you Rule me, if I might you requeſt,
You better ſhould imploy your Intereſt ;
Govern your Cæfarı as a lawfull Queen,
And make him not Partaker of their Sin :
For your fake only, I the King durft fpare;
'Twas love alone that
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To them Cornelia.
CORNELIA.
Cæfur, have a Care.
For Trayters have againſt thy Life Combin'd,
And ſworn thy Head ſhall be to Pompey's Joyn'd.
If to prevent them thou ſhouldſt be rerniſs,
Thy Blood will ſpeedily be mixt with his.
Ifthou my Slaves examine, thou may'ſt know, bu
The Author, Order, and the Actor too.
I yield them thee;
CÆSAR.
O truly Roinan Heart !
And Worthy him, of whom you were a part !
His Soul, which fees from its exalted State,
How I endeavour to Revenge his fate,
Forgets his hate, and is become ſo kind,
To ſave my Life, by what he left behind.
Whatever Treaſon could to Pompey do,
Yet he does ſtill ſublift, and act in you:
And
prompts you to a thing ſo brave, that he
May vanquiſh me in generoſity.
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CORNELIA.
Cæfar, thou art deceived in my intent,
If you think' t Hate yields to acknowledgment :
No, Pompey's blood muſt all commerce deny,
Betwixt his Widow and his Enemy.
And I thy offer'd Freedom would enjoy,
That to thy Ruine I might it employ.
Nay, I ſhall make new buſineſs for thy Sword,
If thou dra'st be fo Juſt to keep thy word.
But though ſo much on thy Deſtruction beat,
Yet I thy Murther would as much prevent.
I have thy Death, with too much Juſtice fought,
That it ſhould now,
be with a Treaſon bought.
Who knows and ſuffers, does partake the guilt :
Nor ſhould thy blood be infamouſly ſpilt.
But when my Husbands Sons, and Kindred do
Attempt thy death, then I ſhall wiſh it too.
And that ſome brave Arm, which I fhall excite,
May in the Field, and in thy Armies fight,
Offer thee Nobly to that Hero's Ghoſt,
In whoſe Revenge thou ſo much zeal beſtoweſt ?
My reſtleſs thirſt for ſuch a day as this,
By thy untimely fall its end would miſs. Now
But whatſoe're hopes from abroad I may
Receive, yet I am Rack'd by their delay.
& For diſtant fatisfaction is half loſt :
CC And long expected Joys too dearly coſt.
I ſhall not wander on the Affrick Strands ;
To ſeek the vengeance ready in thy hands,
Which does the head it Threatens beſt befit:
For I could thine have had inſtead of it;
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But that my hatred ſaw the difference great,
Betwixt
my
Husbands inurther and defeat :
And I an earlier Puniſhment would ſee
On their Preſumption, then thy Victory.
This is Romes wiſh, Whoſe Venerable Brow
To this affront, too juſt a Bluſh would owe:
If her two Nobleſt heads ſhould ( after all
Her Triumphs ) with ſo much diſhonour fall.
Shce, upon whom thou never couldſt impoſe,
Would ſooner Puniſh Criminals, then focs. OOO
Her Liberty, would a misfornune grow,
If upon Tiber Nile ſhould it beſtow.
None but a Roman could her Maſter be,
And but a Romnan none ſhould ſet her free.
Here thou wouldſt fall to her unfacrific'd:
And wouldſt be murtherd ſo, but not chaſtis d.
Nor would ſucceeding Tyrants frighted be,
For the Example too, would dye with Thee.
Revenge her thou, on Egypts wrong, and I
Will her revenge upon Pharſalia try.
Adieu, no time in this ſhould waſted be,
Go then, and boaſt I once made vows for thee.
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Her Virtue, and their Crime, alike amaze,
Queen, you -perceive for whom your goodneſs
(prayes.
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Go ( Sir Revenge all violated rights :
The Traytors do againſt my Right Conſpire.
As my ſupport, againſt you they delign:
And by your death,would make their way to mine.
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But though all this be to iny anger known,
Yes 'tis my Brother ſtill, thật leads them on.
Do you know that Sir, and may I obtain,
It your deſerved fury may reſtrain ?
CÆSAR.
Yes, Ile remember, your heart is ſo great,
That for his Births fake, you his Criine forget.
Adieu, fear nothing, for theſe are not foes,
That can the fortune of my Arms oppoſe.
Them, and their Party, I ſhall quickly rout,
When I to them but Whips and Racks bring out :
They ſhall not Souldiers, but Tormentors ſee,
And now my Axes ſhall my Enſigns be. Exit.Cæfar.
CLEOPATRA.

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CLEOPATRA.
Dear Achoreus, after Cæfar go,
With him prevent my Threatned overthrow.
And when he puniſhes our worthleſs Foes,
Make him remember what his promiſe ows.
Obſerve the King, when he in fight appears,
And ſpare his blood, that you may ſpare my tears.
A CHOR EU S.
Madam, his fortune ſhall no forrow need,
If all my Care and ſervice can ſucceed.
After the fourth Act, Cleopatra fits hearkening to
this Song.
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Roud Monuments of Royal Dust !
Do not your old Foundations Make?
And labour to reſign their truſt
For ſure your mighty Gueſts should wake,
Now their own Memphis lies at Stake.
Prond
Alas! in vain our Dangers call;
They care not for our Destiny,
Nor pill they be concern'd at all
If Egyyt now enſlav’d, or free,
A Kingdom or a Province be.
What is become of all they did ?
And what of all they had deſign'd,
Now death the buſie Scene hath hid;
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Honour the Brightneſs of the Mind!
And love her nobleſt extafie:
That does our ſelves, this others binders
When you great Pair ſhall diſagree
What Cafuift can the Umpire be.
Though Love does all the heart ſubdne,
cuales se Wiik genile, but refiftleſs for ay
Tet Honour muſt that govern too:
And when thus Honour wins the Day,
Love overcomes the braveſt way.
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Delude me, with chimera's of the Night?
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And who laments, would fain be Comforted.
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And by your ſelf ( fad Object which is more:
(For my griev'd Heart does more to you ſubmit,
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To cafar, Ptelomy, by baſe ſurprize,
Rome, of thy Pompey, made a Sacrifice.
And I, thy injur'd walls will never ſee,
Till Prieſt, and God, to him fhall offer'd be.
Put me in mind, and my juſt hate ſuſtain,
Afhes ! now my hope as well as
as well as Pain , ooo
And to aſſiſt me in that great deſign,
Shed in all Hearts, what now is felt by mine.
But Thou, who on ſo infamous a ſhoar,
Gav'ſt him a flame, ſo Pious, though fo Poor:
Tell me, what God thy Fortune made ſo great,
To pay to ſuch a Heró fuch a Debt?
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When I had cursd the Royal Treachery,
My wandring Feet were by my grief convey'd,
Where yet the Wind upon the Water plaid :
After long ſearch, I on a Rock did ftand, IONA
And ſaw the Headleſs Trunk approach the Sand :
Where th angry Wave, a plealure feer'd to take
To caſt it off, and then to ſnatch it back : wolle
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Then gathering a heap of Shipwrack d Planks,
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Such as I could, and luch as Fortune pleas'do
'Twas hardly kindled, when Heaven grew ſo kind
To ſe nd me help, in what I had deſign d.
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Returning from the City, ſpyd me there. IT
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For him to whoin thou pay'ſt theſe Pious Cares,
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in Alexandria, for now ſhe is there.
By Pompeys Conquerour ſo entertain doo
As by a God it would not be diſdain'd.
Go on till I return, this ſaid, he wentyr noo wol
And quickly brought me this ſinall Monument.
Then we, betwixt us, into it convey’d,
That Hero's Afhes which the fire had made.
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With what great Praiſes ſhould this act be crown'd!
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Entring the Town I great diſorders found. -id
A numerous People to the Port did flye, gol
Which they believ'd the King would fortifie.
The eager Romans fiercely theſe purſu'd,
Rage in their eys their hands with blood imbrcw'd.
When cæfar with brave Juſtice did Command,
Photin to periſh by a Hangmans hand.
On me appearing, he vouchſaf'd to look,
And with theſe words my Maſters Aſhes took.
Remainders of a Demigod! whoſe Name
I ſcarce can equal Conquerour as I amn.
Behold guilt puniſh'd and till Altars call,
For other Vidtims let theſe Traytors fall.
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And whilſt with it ſhe makes with grief ſome trựce,
Tell her how Cæfar her Revenge purſues. To
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O Forinal Crief! how eaſie is that Tear, a
That's ſhed for Foes whom we no longer fear !
How ſoon revenge for others fills that breſt, 00
Which to it, is, by its own danger preſton
And when the Care we take to right the dead
Secures our Life and does our glory-ſpread.
Cæfar is generous
By the King wrongd, and from his Rival free,
Might in an envious mind a doubt revive, i?w
What he would do were Pompey yet alive.
His courage, his own ſafety does provide,
Which does the Beauty of his actions hide.
Love is concernd in't too, and he does fight
In Pompeys Cauſe for Eleopatra's Right. ad Binh
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CLEOPATRA.
I come not to diſturb a grief ſo due
To that affliction which hath wounded you.
But thoſe remains t'adore, which from the wave,
A faithfull freed-man did ſo lately ſave.
To mourn your fortune, Madam, and to ſwear,
You'd ſtill enjoy, a Man ſo juſtly Dear
If Heaven which does perfecute you ſtill,
Had made my Power equal to my will.
Yet if to what that Heaven ſends you now,
Your Grief can any Rooin for Joy allow :
If any ſweetneſs in revenge there be,
Receive the certainty of yours from me.
The falſe Photinus But you may have heard.
DE CORNELIA.
Yes, Princeſs that he hath his Juſt reward.
CLEOPATRA.
Have you no comfort in that news diſcern'd?
CORNELIA.
If there be any you are moſt concern'd.
CLEOPATRA.
All hearts with Joy receive a wiſh'd Event.
CORNELIA.
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Though Cæſar add Achillas Death 'twill be,
To you a ſatisfaction, not to me.
For nobler rites to Pompey's Ghoſt belong,
Theſe are too mean to expiate his wrong.
No reparation by ſuch Blood is made,
Either to my grief, or his injur'd ſhade,
And the Revenge which does my Soul enflame,
Till it hath Cæfar, Ptolomy doth claim;
Who though ſo much unfit to reign or live,
Cæfar I know will for his ſafety ſtrive.
But though his Love hath dar'd to promiſe it,
Yet julter Heaven dares it not permit.
And if the Gods an Ear to me afford,
They ſhall both periſh by each others Sword.
Such an event would my Hearts grief deſtroy,
Which now is ſuch a Stranger grown to. Joy.
But if ye Gods think this too great a thing,
And but one fall, O let it be the King !
CLEOPATR A.
Heaven does not govern as our Wills direct.
CORNELIA.
But Gods, what Cauſes promiſe, will effect
And do the guilty with revenge purſue.
CLEOPATRA.
Asthey have Juſtice they have Mercy too.
CORNELIA.
But we may Judge as here events have paſt,
They now the firſt will act and not the laſt.
CLEOPATRA.
Their Mercy oft does through their Juſtice break.
CORNELIA.
Queen, you as Siſter, I as Widow ſpeak.
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Each hath her cauſe of kindnes and of hate,
And both concern'd are in this Princes fate.
But by the Blood which hath to day been ſhed,
We ſhall perceive whofe vows have better ſped.
Behold your Achoreus.
Scen. 3.
To thein Achoreus.
What yet
CLEOPATRA.
But alas,
I read no good preſages in his Face ;
Speak Achoreus, let us freely hear
deſerves my forrow, or my fear.
A CHOREU S.
Afſoon as Cæfar did the Treafon know:-
CLEOPATRA.
'Tis not his Conduct I enquire of now,
I know he cut and ſtopt that ſecret vault
Which to him ſhould the Murtherers have brought,
That to ſecure the ſtreets his men he ſent,
Where Photin did receive his Puniſhment :
Whoſe ſudden fall Achillas ſo amaz'd,
That on th’Abandon d Port he quickly ſeiz'd;
Whom the King follow'd, and that, to the land
Antonius all his Souldiers did command.
Where Cæfar joyn'd him, and I thence do gueſs
Achillas Puniſhment, and his ſucceſs.
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His uſual Fortune her Afliſtance gave. ortod boA
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But tell me if he did
my
Brother ſave,
And kept his Promiſe.
A CHOR EU S.
Yes, with all his Might.
CLEOPATRA.
That's all the News I wiſh'd you to recite.
Madam, You ſee the Gods my wiſhes heard.
CORNELIA
They only have his Puniſhment deferr'd.
CLEOPATRA.
You wilh'd it now ; but they have him ſecurd :
ACHOREU S.
Or Cæfar had, if he had life endur'd.
CLEOPATRA.
What ſaid you laſt? Or did I rightly hear?
Oh! Quickly your obſcure Diſcourſes clear. A
ACHOREUS.
Neither your cares nor ours could ſave him, who
Would die in ſpight of Cæfar, and of You :
But Madam, in the nobleſt way he dy'd
That ever falling Monarch dignify'd. nitoisilla
His reſtor’d Virtue did his Birth make good,
And to the Romans dearly ſold his blood. W
He fought Antonius with ſuch noble heat,
That on him He did ſome advantage get : noted
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O ſpare the King in vain the Conquerour cry'd;
To him no Hope but Terrour it'imply'd. Two bra
For frighted, he thought Cafar did intendstedt
But to reſerve hiin to a ſhameful end.
He charg'd, and broke our Ranks, bravely to ſhew
What Virtue armed by Deſpair can do.icato
By this miſtake his vexed ſoul abus'd, and to
Still ſought the Death which ſtill was hiin refus d.
Breathleſs at laſt, with having fought and bled,
Encompaſs'd round, and his belt Souldiers dead,
Into a Veſſel which was near
he leaps,
And follow'd was by ſuch tumultuous heaps, od
As by their number, overpreſt, the Shipigia
With all its fraight was ſwallow'd in the Deep.21
This Death recovers all his loft Renown,
Gives Cæfar Fame, and You th' Ægyptian Crown.
You were proclaim'd, and though no Roman ſword
Had touch'd the Life fo much by you deplor'd.
Cæfar extreamly did concern d appear ;
He fighs, and he complains : but ſee him here,
Who better can then I his Griefs relate,
For the unhappy Kings refiftleſs Fate. The beds mora
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CORNELIA
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Achillas and Photinus both are kill'd;
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This fatal ſhoare nothing does me preſent, il 101
But th' Image of their horrible Attempt,
And thy new Conqueſt, with the giddy noiſe
Of People who in change of Kings rejoyce :
But what afflicts me moſt, is ſtill to f
Such an obliging Enemy in Thee. do 13
Releaſe me then from this inglorious pain, liga
And ſet my Hate at liberty again, not a
I hopecon
But yet before I go I inult requeſt novisotni
The Head of Pompey with his Bones may reſt, bas
Give it me then, as that alone, which yet yde
I can with Honour at thy hands intreat. ille di
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You may fo juftly that Remainder claim. DoY
That to deny it would be Caſar’s ſhame forutbol
But it is fit, after ſo many Woes,
That we ſhould give his wandring Shade repoſe,
And that a Pile which You and I enflamed od W
From the firft mean one reſcue Pompey's name10
That he ſhould be appeasd our Grief to view;
And that an Urn more worthy him and you
May (the Pomp done, and fire extinct again )
His reunited Alhes entertain.
This Arm, which did ſo long with him debate,
Offer him Vows, Incenſe and Victims too,
And yet ſhall give him nothing but his Due.
I but to morrow for theſe Rites require, ma
Refuſe me not the Favour I defire
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On Rea Here
But ſtay till theſe folemnities be paft,
And then you may refume your eager halte.
Bring to our Rome a Treaſury ſo great, sob eidt
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to ou Not thither caſar yet.,
Till firſt thy ruine, granted me by Fate,
To theſe loy'd Aſhes ſhall unlock the Gate ; IA
And thither (though as Dear to Rome as me )
They come not till Triuinphant over thee.
To affrick I muſt this rich burthen bear, Todt
Where Pompey's fons, Cato and Scipio ar
Who'll finde I hope, with a brave King ally'd)
Fortune as well as Juſtice on their ſide:
And thou ſhalt ſee, there with new fury hurld,
Pharſalia's Ruines arme another World.
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My Hate ſhall guide them too, and they ſhall fight
With Urns, inſtead of Eagles in their ſight ;HT
That ſuch fad Objects may make thein intent
Puniſhment.
But, raiſing his Name, do'ſt exalt thy own.
I muſt be Witneſs too ! and I ſubmit ;
But thou canſt never move my Heart with it.
My Loſs can never be repair d by Fate, ob
Nor is it poſſible t exhauſt my Hate.
This Hate ſhall be my Pompey now, and I
In his Revenge will live, and with it die.

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And as thy Virtue, whomkes me fuch value pay :
But as a Roman, though my Hate be ſuch,
I muſt confeſs, 1 thee eſteem as much to bad
Both theſe extreams Juſtice can well allow : nina
This does my Virtue, that my Duty ſhow. T
My ſenſe of Honour does the firſt cominand,
Concern, the laſt, and they are both conſtraind.
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Where I ſhould hate, unakes
My Duty ſo my Anger does create, volelio
And. Pompey's Widdow makes Cornelia hate. is be
But I froin hence ſhall haſten, and know then,
I'll raiſe againſt thee Gods, as well as Men.
Thoſe Gods that flatter'd thee and me abus’d, W
And in Pharſalia Pompey's Cauſe refus di
Who at his Death could Thunderbolts refrain,
To expiate that, will his Revenge maintain: bn
If not his Soul will give my Zeal ſuch heat,
As I without their help ſhall thee defeat.
But ſhould all my Endeavours profper ill, *xiM
What I can not do, Cleopatra will. non
I know thy flame, and that t obey its force, w
Thou from Calphurnia ſtudy'ſt a Divorce : adt
Now blinded, thou wouldſt this Alliance make,
And there's no Law of Rome thou dar ft not break.
But know, the Roman Youth think it no ſin
To fight againſt the Husband of a Queen,
die
And thy offended Friends will at the Price is and
Of thy
beft Blood revenge their ſcorn d Advice.
I check thy Ruine if I check thy Love ii ei ach
Adieu, to morrow will thy Honour prove. At
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Caſar, Cleopatra, Charmion, Antonius,
Lepidus, Achoreus

CLEOPATRA.
Rather then You to this expos’d ſhould be,
With my own Ruine I would ſet you free.
Sacrifice me, Sir, to your Happineſs;
For that's the greateſt that I can poſſeſs. She
Though far unworthy to be Cafars Bride, HT
Yet He'll remember one that for hiin Dyd.
CÆSAR.
Thoſe empty projects, Queen, are all now.left
To a great Heart of other Help bereft ;
Whoſe keen deſires her want of Strength confeſs,
Could ſhe perform more, ſhe would wiſh it leſs.
The Gods will theſe vain Auguries diſprove,
Nor can they my Felicitie remove.
If your Love ſtronger then your Grief appears,
And will for Cæfars fake dry up your Tears ;
And that a Brother, who deſerv'd them not, on
May for a Faithful Lover be forgot. oud wodW
You may have heard, with what Regret of mine
His Safety to Deſpair he did refigne.
How much I fought his Reaſon to redeem
From thoſe vain Terrors that ſurrounded him,
Which he diſputed to his lateſt Breath,
And caſt away his Life for fear of Death. D
O ſhame for Caſar! Who fo eminent !
And ſo follicitous for your Content ! es
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Yet by the Cruel Fortune of this Day
Could not the Firſt of your Commands Obey :
But vainily we relilt the Gods, who will 090
Their Juſt Decrees on guilty men fulfill.
And yet his Fall your Happineſs procures,
Since by his Death Ægyptis wholly Yours.
bL CLEOPATRA. dels in
I know I gain another Diadem,
For which none can be blam'd but Heav'n and Him,
But as the fate of humane things is ſuch,
That Joy and Trouble do each other touch, od
Excuſe me, if the Crown conferr'd by You H11
As it obliges, Does afflict me too.
And if to ſee a Brother juſtly kill'd
To Nature I as well as Reaſon yield. deannat
No ſooner on my Grandeur I reflect, coordw
But my Ambition by my Blood is checkt.
I meet my Fortune with a ſecret Groan, boot
Nor dare without Regret aſcend the Throne.
ACHOREUS.
BAADA
The Court is full, Sir, People crowding in,
Who with great fhouts demand to ſee their Queen,
And many lignes of their Impatience give, Y
That ſuch a Bleſſing they ſo late receive. H
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Let them ſo juſt a Happineſs obtain, olib (reign.
And by that Goodneſs, Queen, commence your
O may the Gods ſo favour my Deſire,
That in their Joy your Sorrow may expire ; bna
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That no Idea in your Soul may be,
But of the Wounds which you have given me :
Whilft my Attendants and your Courtiers may
Prepare to morrow for a glorious day.
When all ſuch Noble Offices may owne,
Pompey t' appeaſe, and Cleopatra Crown.
To her a Throne, to him let's Altars Build,
And to them both Immortal Honours yield.
Exeunt.

After the Fifth A&t by two Egyptian Prieſts as af.
ter the ſecond.
Scend a Throne Great Queen ! to you
By Nature, and by Fortune due ;
And let the World adore

One who ambition could withſtand,
Subdue revenge, and Love command,
On Honours ſingle ſcore,

Den 2.
Te mighty Roman fhades, permit
That Pompey ſhould above you fit,
He muſt be Deified.
For who like him, e're fought or fell?
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The con (Or who ſe greatly did? Jobs
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what cannot Glorious Cæfar do ?
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How nobly does he fight and woe!
On Crowns how does he tread!
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What mercie to the weak he fhemos, sri lo da
How fierce is he to living Fóeszti A ymillin W
How pious to the dead? Ó 1911
2. 10 bare nor'S NOT
Cornelia yet, would challenge Tears, odos
But that the ſorrow which ſhe wears, bnA
So charming is, and brave.
That it exalts her Honour more, le monta
Then if the all the Scepters bore, ont 193
Her Generous Husband gave.



Chorus.
Then after all the Blood that's ſhed,
Let's right the living and the dead:
Temples to Pompey raiſe; dus oo
Set Cleopatra on the Throne;
Let Cæſar keep the World b'has won ;
And fing Cornelia's praiſe.
Hotel Bogor
After which a Grand Maſque is
Danc'd before Cæſar and Cleopatra,
made (as well as the other Dances and
the Tunes to them ) by Mr. John
Ogilby.
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EPILOGUE
Written by Sir Edward Dering Baronet.
( fit,
you
The Action,Plot,the language or the wit :
But we're ſecure, no Bolder thought can tax
Theſe ſcenes of Blemiſh to the bluſhing Sex.
Nor Envy with her hundred Eyes eſpie
One line fevereſt Virtue need to flye:
As Chaſt the words, as harmleſs is the fence,
As the firſt ſmiles of Infant Innocence.
Yet at your Feet, Cæſar's Content to bow,
And Pompey, never truly Great till now:
Who does your Praiſe and kinder Votes pre-
Before th' applauſe of his own Theatre: (fer
Where fifty Thouſand Romans daily bleſt
The Gods and him, for all that they poſſeſt.
The ſad Cornelia ſayes, your gentler breath
Will force a ſmilc,ev’n after Pompey's Death.
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She

She thought all Paſiions bury'd in his Urre,
But flattering hopes and trembling fears re-
Undone in Egypt, Theſſalyand Rome, (turn.
She yet in Ireland hopes a milder Doom :
Nor from Iberian Shoars, or Libian Sands
Expects relief, but only from you hands.
Evin Cleopatra, not content to have
The univerſe,and Cæfar too her Slave: (low;
Forbears her Throne, till you her right al-
Tis leſs t' have ruld the World, then plea-
(fed you.
FINIS.

UNIV. ( Wiert:
JAN 8 1910