« PreviousContinue »
That neither fear or shame e'er found, the devil Due to this day of ruin, but destruction; Has ranked amongst them multitudes; say the The soldier's order first, and then his anger. . men fail,
Dem. No donbt they dare redeem all. They'll poison us with their petticoats; say they fail, Suet. Then no doubt They have priests enough to pray us into nothing. The day must needs be ours. That the proud
Suet. These are imaginations, dreams of nothing; The man, that doubts or fears
Is infinite in number better likes me, Dec. I am free of both.
Than if we dealt with squadrons; half her army Dem. The self-same I.
Shall choke themselves, their own swords dig their Pet. And I as free as any;
graves. As careless of my flesh, of that we call life, I'll tell ye all my fears; one single valour, So I may lose it nobly, as indifferent
The virtues of the valiant Caratach, As if it were my diet. Yet, noble general, More doubts me than all Britain : lle's a soldier It was a wisdom learned from you, I learned it, So forged out, and so tempered for great fortunes, And worthy of a soldier's care, most worthy, So much man thrust into him, so old in dangers, To weigh with most deliberate circumstance So fortunate in all attempts, that his mere name The ends of accidents, above their offers; Fights in a thousand men, himself in millions, How to go on and get; to save a Roman,
To make him Roman: But no more. Petillius, Whose onę life is more worth in way of doing, How stands your charge? Than millions of these painted wasps; how, view
Pet. Ready for all employments, ing,
To be commanded too, sir. To find advantage out; how, found, to follow it Suet. 'Tis well governed; With counsel and discretion, lest mere fortune To-morrow we'll draw out, and vicw the cohorts: Should claim the victory.
In the mean time, all apply their offices. Suet. 'Tis truc, Petillius,
Where's Junius? And worthily remembered : The rule is certain, Pet. In his cabin, sick of the mumps, sir. Their uses no less excellent; but where time Suet. How? Cuts off occasions, danger, time and all
Pet. In love, indeed in love, most lamentably Tend to a present peril, 'tis required
loving, Our swords and manhoods be best counsellors, To the tune of Queen Dido. Our expeditions, precedents. To win is nothing, Dec. Alas, poor gentleman! Where Reason, Time, and Counsel are our Suet. 'Twill make him fight the noblçr. With - camp-masters;
Her youngest, cracked in the ring.
But sure his own discretion will reclaim him;
| 'Till more come in; tell them, if now they conAnd having forced his spirit, ere he cools,
quer, Fling him upon his enemies; sudden and swift, The fat of all the kingdom lies before them. Like tigers amongst foxes, we must fight for it: Their shames forgot, their honours infinite, Fury must be our fortune; shame, we have lost, And want for ever banished. Two days hence, Spurs ever in our sides to prick us forward : Our fortunes, and our swords, and gods be for us! Thr e is no other wisdom nor discretion
Pen. I must bring up my regiment?
Macer. Believe, sir,
Pen. But, did he say I must come?
Mucer. So delivered.' Vol. I.
Pen. How long is it, Regulus, since I com | Rooin for his execution ? what air to cool us, manded
But poisoned with their blasting breaths and In Britain here?
curses, Reg. About five years, great Penins. Where we lie buried quick above the ground, Pen, The general, some five months! Are all And are with labouring sweat, and breathless
poor and lost, my services so barren, Killed like to slaves, and cannot kill again? That I'm remeinbered in no nobler language Drus. Penius, mark antient wars, and know, But must come up?
that then Macer, I do beseech you, sir,
A captain weighed an hundred thousand men, Weigh but the time's estate.
Pen. Drusius, mark antient wisdom, and you1 Pen. Yes, good lieytenant,
find then, I do, and his that sways it. Must come up? Ile gave the overthrow, that saved his men. Am I turned bare centurion ? Must, and shull, I must not go. Fit embassies to court my honour ?
Reg. The soldiers are desirous, Macer, Sir
Their eagles all drawn out, sir, Pen. Set mc to lead a handful of my men Pen. Who drew up? Regulus ? Against an hundred thousand barbarous slaves, Ha ? speak ! did you? whose bold will durst atThat have marched name by nanue with Rome's best doers?
Drawn out? why, who comma
mands, sir : on whose Serve them up some other meat; I'll bring no food
Durst they advance? To stop the jaws of all those hungry wolves; Reg. I keep mine own obedience. My regiment's mine own. I must, iny language? Drus. 'Tis like the general cause, their love of
honour, Enter CURIUS.
Reljeving of their wantsCur. Penius, where lies the host?
Pen. Without my knowledge? Pen. Wherc fate may find them.
Am I no more ? my place but at their pleasures? Cur. Are they ingirt?
Come, who did this?" Pen. The battle's lost.
Drus. By heaven, sir, I am ignorant, Cur. So soon?
[Drum softly within, then enter Soldiers, Pen. No; but 'tis lost, because it must be won;
with drum and colours, The Britons must be victors. Whoever saw Pen. What ! am I grown a shadow ?-Hark! A troop of bloody vultures hovering
they march, About a few corrupted carcasses,
I'll know, and will be myself. Stand! DisobeLet him behold the silly Roinan host,
dience? Girded with millions of fierce Britain's swains, He, that advances one foot higher, dies for it. With deaths as many as they have had hopes; Run through the regiment, upon your duties, And then go thither, he that loves his shame! And charge them, on command, beat back again; I scorn iny life, yet dare not lose my name. By heaven, I'll tithe them all else!
Cur. Do not you hold it a most famous end, Reg. We'll do our best, [Ere. Drus. and Reg: When both our names and lives are sacrificed Pen. Back! cease your bawling drums there! For Rome's encrease?
I'll beat the tubs about your brains else, Back! Pen. Yes, Curius; but mark this too : Do I speak with less fear than thunder to ye? What glory is there, or what lasting fame Must I stand to beseech ye? Home, home Ha! Can be to Rome or us, what full example, D'ye stare upon me? Are those minds I moulded, When one is smothered with a multitude, Those honest valiant teinpers I was proud And crowded in amongst a nameless press? To be a fellow to, those great discretions Honour got out of flint, and on their heads Made your names feared and honoured, turned Whose virtues, like the sun, exhaled all vapours, to wildfires ? Must not be lost in mists and fogs of people, Oh, gods, to disobedience : Command, farewell ! Noteless, and out of name, both rude and naked: And ye be witness with me, all things sacred Nor can Rome task us with impossibilities, I have no share in these mens' shapes ! March, Or bid us fight against a flood; we serve her,
soldiers, That she may proudly say she has good soldiers, And seek your own sad ruins; your old Penius Not slaves to choke all hazards. Who but fools, Dares not behold your murders. That make no difference betwixt certain dying, 1 Sold. Captain ! And dying well, would fing their fames and for- 2 Sold. Captain ! tudes
3 Sold. Dear, honoured captain! Into this Britain gulf, this quicksand muo,
Pen. Too, too dear-loved soldiers, That, sinking, swallows us what noble hand Which made ye weary of me, and henven yet Can find a subject fit for blood there? or what knows, sword
Though in your mutinies, I dare not hate you;
come near me
Take your own wills! 'tis fit your long experience of what strange violence, that, like the plague, Should now know how to rule yourselves ; i It works upon our spirits? Blind they feign bim; wrong ye,
I'm sure, I find it so
Pet. Hold you there still? Alas, I much dishonoured ye; go, seek the Bri- Jun. It takes away my sleeptons,
Pet. Alas, poor chicken! And say ye come to glut their sacrifices;
Jun. My company, content, almost my faBut do not say I sent ye. What ye have been,
shionHow excellent in all parts, good, and governed, Pet. Yes, and your weight too, if you follow it. Is only left of my command, for story;
Jun. 'Tis sure the plague, for no man dare What now ye are, for pity. Fare ye well!
Without an antidote; 'tis far worse, hell.
Pet. Thou'rt damned without redemption Drus. Oh, turn again, great Penius ! see the then. soldier
Jun. The way to it In all points apt for duty.
Strewed with fair western smiles, and April Reg. See his sorrow
blushes, For his disobedience, which he says was haste, Led by the brightest constellations; eýcs, And haste, he thought, to please you with. See, And sweet proportions, envying heaven; but from captain,
thetice The toughness of his courage turned to water ; No
way to guide, no path, no wisdom brings us. See how his manly heart melts.
Pet. Yes, a smart water, Junius. Per. Go; beat homeward;
Jun. Do I fool ?
Macer. My answer, sir. [Ereunt soldiers. them,
And all our appetites are but as dreams
Pet. Sweet philosopher !
thing? Mercy, gods! He may command me. "Commend me to the cap- Why am I thus ridiculous ? tains.
Pet. Motley on thee! Macer. All this I shall deliver.
Thou art an arrant ass. Pen. Farewell, Macer!
Erit. Jun. Can red and white,
Pet. But one cheek, Junius?
That wanton fools call fashion, thius abuse me? Drus. He's a brave fellow;
Take me beyond my reason? Why should not I And but a little hide his haughtiness,
Doat on my horse well trapt, my sword well (Which is but sometiines neither, on some causes) hatched? He shews the worthiest Roman this day living. They are as handsome things, to me more useful, You may, good Curius, to the general
And possible to rule too. Did I but love, Make all things seem the best.
Yet 'twere excusable, my youth would bear it; Cur. I shall endeavour.
But to love there, and that no time can give me, Pray for our fortunes, gentlemen; if we fall, Mine honour dare not ask (she has been ravished), This one farewell serves for a funeral.
My nature must not know (she hates our nation), The gods make sharp our swords, and steel our | Thus to dispose my spirit ! hearts !
Pet. Stay a little; he will declaim again. Reg. We dare, alas, but cannot fight our parts. Jun. I will not love! I am a man, have reason,
[Ereunt. And I will use it; I'll no more tormenting,
Nor whining for a wench; there are a thouSCENE II.
Pet. Hold thee there, boy!
Jun. I am young and lusty,
Pet. Now mark the working!
'Pet. There's their joyful supper. The devil and the spirit tug for it: Twenty pound And no doubt they are at it. Upon the devil's head !
Dem. But, for heaven's sake, Jun. I must be wretched !
How does young Junius? Pet. I knew I'd won.
Pet. Drawing on, poor gentleman. Jun. Nor have I so much power
Dem. What, to his end? To shun my fortune.
Pet. To the end of all flesh, woman. Pet. I will hunt thy fortune
Dem. This love has made him a stout soldier. With all the shapes imagination breeds, Music. Pet. Oh, a great one, But I will fright thy devil. Stay, he sings now. Fit to command young goslings, But what news?
[Song, by Junius, and Petillius after him, in Dem. I think the messenger's come back froin mockage.
Penius Jun. Must I be thus abused ?
By this time; let's go know. Pet. Yes, marry must you.
Pet. What will you say now Let's follow him close: Oh, there he is; now read If he deny to come, and take exceptions it.
At some half syllable, or sound delivered Herald (reading]. “It is the general's com- With an ill accent, or some style left out? mand, that all sick persons, old and unable, re- Dem. I cannot think he dare. tire within the trenches; he, that fears, has li- Pet. He dare speak treason, berty to leave the field : Fools, boys, and cowards Dare say what no man dares. believe, dares must not come near the regiments, for fear of do their infections; especially those cowards, they But that's all one : I'll lay you my black armour call lovers."
To twenty crowns, he comes not. Jun. Ha
Dem. Done. Pet. Read on.
Pet. You'll pay? Herald (Reading]. “ If any common soldier Dem. I will. love an enemy, he's whipped and made a slave : Pet. Then keep thine old use, Penius! If any captain, cast, with loss of honours, flung Be stubborn and vainglorious, and I thank thee. out of the army, and made unable ever after to Come, let's go pray for six hours; most of us bear the name of a soldier."
I fear will trouble heaven no more : . Two good Jun. The pox consume ye all, rogues! [Exit. blows Pet. Let this work;
Struck home at two commanders of the Britons, He has something now to chew upon. He's And my part's done. gone;
Dem. I do not think of dying. Come, shake no more.
Pet. Tis possible we may live; But, Demetrius
, Herald. Well, sir, you may command me, With what strange legs, and arms, and eyes, and But not to do the like again for Europe;
noses, I would have given my life for a bent two-pence. Let carpenters and copper-smiths consider
, If I e'er read to lovers, whilst I live, again, If I can keep my heart whole, and my windpipe, Or come within their confines
like a soldierPet. There's your payment,
Dem. Come, let's have better thoughts; mine's And keep this private.
on your armour. Herald. I am schooled for talking. [Exit. Pet. Míne's in your purse, sir; let's go try the
(E.reunt. Enter DEMETRIUS.
Enter Judas and his four companions (halters Your company stands fair. But pray you, where's about their necks), Bonduca, her daughters, Junius?
and Nennius following. Half his command are wanting, with some forty, Bond. Come, hang them presently. That Decius leads.
Nen. What made your rogueships Pet. Hunting for victuals.
Ilarrying for victuals here? Are we your friends? Upon my life, free-booting rogues! their stomachs Or do you come for spies? Tell me directly, Are, like a widow's, never satisfied.
you not willingly be hanged now? Do Dem. I wonder how they dare stir, knowing not ye long for it?
Judas. What say ye? shall we hang in this Master of all the country.
vein? Hang we must, Pet. Resolute hungers
And 'tis as good to dispatch it merrily. Know neither fears nor faiths; they tread on lad- 1 Sold. Any way, ders,
So it be handsome. Ropes, gallows, and overdo all dangers.
3 Sold. I had as lieve 'twere toothsome too: Dem. They may be hanged though.
But all agree, and I'll not stick out, boys.
4 Sold. Let us hang pleasantly.
I am glad they are shifted any way; their Judas. Then pleasantly be it:
tongues else Captain, the truth is, we had as lieve hang Would still have murdered us. With meat in our mouths, as ask your pardon 1 Daugh. Let's up and see it! [E.reunt.
empty. Bond. These are brave hungers.
Enter Hexgo. What say you to a leg of beef now, sirrah? Car. Sit down, poor knaves! Why, where's Judas. Bring me acquainted with it, and I'll this wine and victuals ?
Who waits there? Bond. Torment them, wenches, (I must back) Serv. [within.] Sir, 'tis coming then hang them.
Erit. Hengo. Who are these, uncle? Judas. We humbly thank your Grace !
Car. They are Romans, boy. 1 Daugh. The rogues laugh at us.
Hengo. Are these they, 2 Daugh. These are the merry Romans, the That vex my aunt so ? can these fight? they look brave madcaps :
Like empty scabbards all, no mettle in them; 'Tis ten to one we'll cool
resolutions, Like men of clouts, set to keep crows from orBring out the whips.
chards : Judas. 'Would your good ladyships
Why, I dare fight with these. Would exercise them too!
Car. That's my good chicken! 4 Sold. Surely, ladies,
And how d’ye? how d'ye feel your stomachs ? We'll shew you a strange patience.
Judas. Wondrous apt, sir; Nen. Hang them, rascals !
appear, when time calls. They'll talk thus on the wheel.
Car. That's well; down with it.
A little grace well serve your turns. Eat softly! Enter Caratach.
You'll choke, ye knaves, else. Give them wine! Car. Now, what's the matter?
Judas. Not yet, sir; What are these fellows? what's the crime com- We're even a little busy. mitted,
Hengo. Can that fellow That they wear necklaces ?
Do any thing but eat? Thou fellow! Nen. They are Roman rogues,
Judas. Away, boy Taken a-foraging:
Away; this is no boy's play. Car. Is that alt, Nennius ?
Hengo. By heaven, uncle, Judas. 'Would I were fairly hanged! This is If his valour lie in his teeth, he is the most valiant. the devil,
Car. I am glad to hear you talk, sir. The kill-cow Caratach.
Hengo. Good uncle, tell me, Car. And you would hang them?
What's the price of a couple of crammed Nen. Are they not enemies ?
Romans? 1 Daugh. Are they not our torinentors ? Car. Some twenty Britons, boy; these are Car. Tormentors? flea-traps !
good soldiers. Pluck off your halters, fellows.
Hengo. Do not the cowards eat hard too? Nen. Take heed, Caratach ;
Car. No more, boy. Taint not your wisdom.
Come, I'll sit with you too. Sit down by me, boy. Car. Wisdom, Nennius?
Judas. Pray bring your dish then.
1 Sold. That's a good hearing.
Car. By-heaven, square eaters !
terribly Judas. Monstrous hungry.
They charge upon their victuals ! Dare ye fight Car. He looks
thus? Like hunger's self. Get them some victuals, Judas. Believe it, sir, like devils, And wine to cheer their hearts; quick ! Hang Car. Well said, Famine ! up poor pilchers ?
Here's to thy general. 2 Sold. This is the bravest captain
Judas. Most excellent captain, Nen. Caratach,
I will now pledge thee. ril leave you to your will.
Car. And tomorrow-night, say to him, Car. I'il answer all, sir.
His head is mine. 2 Daugh. Let's up and view his entertainment Judas. I can assure you, captain, of them!
He will not give it for this washing.,