DRAMATIS PERSON E. MEN. ippius,, chief of the Decemvirs, L.Virginius, a plebeian centurion, Lucius Icilius, a young plebeian, late tribune of the people, Claudius, a patrician, a dependanton Appius, Drury-Laye. Mr. Moffop. Mr. Garrick. Mr. Rofs. VIRGINIA. ACT I. SCENE, an Apartment in Claudius's Houfe in Rome, UFUS, didst mark Virginius, with what fcorn Ruf. Old age, and frantic dreams of Rome and glory, Have turn'd his vifionary brain. Claud. Saw'st thou With what impetuous hafte and eager looks Ruf. What is the cause? Claud. A fummons Is just arriv'd, that calls him to the camp; 'Tis lucky, and will favour the defign Of our Decemvir on his beauteous daughter. Claud. Impoffible and vain !-His headlong paffions Mock all controul. Of that no more. I tell thee, No choice is left, but to contrive the means To footh her to his arms. Ruf. To footh her, Claudius ! Thou know'st she is contracted; nay, with fondness She She loves the people's darling, young Icilius; Claud. Hard it feems, yet not impoffible; Ruf. What, while the hot Centurion Remains in Rome? Claud. He is fet forth already From his own gates, and now, within few minutes, Ruf. It can ne'er fucceed. Claud. Could we prevail but on my fifter MarciaShe is Virginia's trufted friendShe might Work glorious mifchief! Ruf. Marcia! gen'rous Marcia! Will he combine in fuch dark practices? Claud. What if herfelf the lov'd Ruf. Heavens! Claud. If both my eyes and ears Deceive me not, fhe's deeply wounded, Rufus. Claud. Ay, Rufus, If this be fo, then where are truth and honour? Let trusty nature and warm paffion work In woman's breast I ask no more→→→→→→ 'Tis true, It founds well, this long list of titled virtues; But it weighs little. Ruf. Have you try'd her yet? It promifes Claud. Claud. Some diftant hints I've dropp'd; My purpose was to found her; for thou know't Ruf. How heard the this? Claud. With filent, deep attention; but her eyes, And her emotion, told me all within Methinks I hear her voice. Go, Rufus; hafte To Appius; tell him, that I go to pay Obedience to his will; and in the Forum Will let him know th' event, and wait his pleasure. Enter Marcia. Mar. I came not on defign to interrupt Your earneft conference. Claud. Marcia, to thee [Exit Rufus My foul knows no referve; but longs to fhare Claud. Too truly guess'd. Thy aid I want, thy counfel. Let me tell thee The weight that my foul labours with. Mar. My brother, Thy griefs are all my own; and if the world Contain a remedy, to purchase it, I'll give my means, my life, my all, as freely Claud. Oh, Marcia ! Virginiafhe, fhe is the cause! Mar. Virginia! My dear and generous friend!-What means my brother? This instant I expect her Claud. [Interrupting her.] What, Virginia! Expect her here!-Oh, fay! Mar. Shall I conceal From Claudius aught, I were to wrong his love 4 Know Know then, this day Icilius fecretly [Afide 2 Thro' my means, Claud. Heav'ns! on what caufe? I only fent t' intreat her to pafs hither. Claud. Marcia, I do conjure thee, by the gods, Thy friends, thy brother, Appius, nay Virginia [Think, Mar. Ah, Claudius! whither wouldst thou lead me? Think, what I owe to friendship and to honour. Claud. Honour commands all private ties should yield To public good. Wouldst thou behold our streets Strown with the carcafes of flaughter'd citizens, And Tyber's wave run purple with their blood? Ha, civil difcord, Marcia ! Mar. Gods, cut short My thread of life, ere that dread hour arrives! 'ral defolation to mankind! Mar. Why doft thou tempt me with these shapes of To my perdition? I dare be unhappy, Unhappy, but not bafe. Oh, my Virginia! Companion of my youth! the tender band Of amity, that link'd our infaucy, [terror, Grew with our growth, and ripen'd with our years, A friend!-Ah, Marcia! would he were no more! Claud. |