not only the ship, but even the whole crew, were redeemed and restored to freedom.

51. Francisco and his son, after a quick passage, arrived in their own country, where they lived beloved and respectcd, and endeavored to convince every one they knew, how great were the vicissitudes of fortune, and that God never suffers humanity and generosity to go uprewarded, here or hereafter.

THE QUARREL OF BRUTUS AND CASSIUS.

Cassius. THAT you have wrong'd me doth appear in this, You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella, For taking bribes here of the Sardians; Wherein my letter (praying on his side, Because I knew the man) was slighted of.

Brutus. You wrong'd yourself to write in such a case.

Cas. In sucn a tiroe as this, it is not meet
That every nice offence should bear its comment.

Bru. Yet let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemned to have an itching palm,
To sell and mart your offices for gold,
to undeservers.

Cas I an itching palm !
You know that you are Brutus that speak this,
Or, be assured, this speech were else your last.

Bru. The name of Cassius honors this corruption,
And chastisement doth therefore hide its head.

Cas. Chastisement!

Bru. Remember March, the Ides of March remember, Did not great Julius bleed for justice sake? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What ! shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with these bribes ? And sell the mighty meed of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus ?

I had rather be a dog and bay the moon,
Than such a Roman.

Cas. Brutus, bay not me,
I'll not endure it; I am a soldier, I,
Older in practice, abler than yourself,
To make conditions.

Bru. Go to; you are not, Cassius.
Cas. I am.

Bru. I say you are not.

Cas. Urge me no more, I shall forget myself→→
Have mind upon your health-tempt me no further.
Bru. Away, slight man!
Cas. Is it possible?

Bru. Hear me, for I will speak..

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?

Cas. Must I endure all this?

Bru. All this! aye, more. Fret till your proud heart

breaks.

Go tell your slaves how choleric you are,

And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch
Under your testy humour? Be assured,
You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish.

Cas. Is it come to this?

Bru. You say you are a better soldier:
Let it appear so; make your vaunting true,
And it shall please me well. For my own part,

I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

Cas. You wrong me every way! you wrong me, Brutus; I said an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say a better?

Bru. If you did, I care not.

Cas. When Cæsar liv'd he durst not thus have mov'd me.
Bru. Peace, peace, you durst not so have tempted him.
Cas.. I durst not? :

Bru. No.

Cas. What, durst not tempt him!

Bru. For your life you durst not.

Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love;

I

may do what I shall be sorry for.
Bru. You have done what you
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats;
For I am armed so strong in honesty,
That they pass by me, as the idle wind,
Which I respect not. I did send to you
For certain sums of gold, which you deny'd me;
For I can raise no money by vile means.

-I had rather coin my heart,

should be sorry for.

And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hand of peasants their vile trash,
By any indirection. I did send

To you for gold to pay my legions,

Which you denied me; was that done like, Cassius?
Should I have answered Caius Cassius so?

When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts,
Dash him to pieces.

Cas. I deny'd you not.

Bru. You did.

Cas. I did not; he was but a fool

That brought my answer back. Brutus hath riv'd my heart; A friend should bear a friend's infirmities;

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But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
Bru. I do not. Still you practise them on me.
Cas. "You love me not.

Bru. I do not like your faults.

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Cas. A friendly eye could never see such faults.
Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do
Appear as huge as high Olympus.

Cas. Come, Anthony, and young Octavius, come!
Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius;
For Cassius is a-weary of the world;
Hated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother;
Check'd by a bondman; all his faults observed;
Set in a note-book, learn'd and conn'd by rote,

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To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep
My spirit from my eyes!-There is my dagger,
And here my naked breast! within, a heart
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold!
If that thou need'st a Roman's, take it forth.
1, that deny'd thee gold, will give my heart:
Strike as thou didst at Cæsar; for I know,
When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'dst him better
Than ever thou lov'dst Cassius.

Bru. Sheathe your dagger;

Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;
Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour.
Oh Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb,
That carries anger, as the flint bears fire;
Which, much enforced, shows a hasty spark,
And straight is cold again.

Cas. Hath Cassius liv'd

To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief and blood ill temper'd vexeth him?

Bru. When I spoke that, I was ill temper'd too.
Cas. Do you confess so much? Give me your hand.
Bru. And my heart too.

Cas. O Brutus !

Bru. What's the matter?

Cas. Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rash humour which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful?

Bru. Yes, Cassius, and from henceforth,
When you are over earnest with your Brutus,
He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so.

SPEECH OF DEMOSTHENES TO THE ATHENIANS, concerninG THE REGULATION OF THE STATE.

YOU ask, Athenians, "What real advantage have we derived from the speeches of Demosthenes? He rises when he thinks proper; he deafens us with his harangues; he declaims against the degeneracy of present times; he tells us

of the virtues of our ancestors; he transports us by his airy extravagance; he puffs up our vanity; and then sits down."

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2. But, could these my speeches once gain an effectual influence upon your minds, so great would be the advantages conferred upon my country, that, were I to attempt to speak them, they would appear to many as visionary.— Yet still I must assume the merit of doing some service, by accustoming you to hear salutary truths.

3. And if your counsellors be solicitous for any point of moment to their country, let them first cure your ears; for they are distempered; and this, from the inveterate habit of listening to falsehoods, to every thing, rather than your real interests.

4. There is no man who dares openly and boldly to declare in what case our constitution is subverted. But I shall declare it. When you, Athenians, become a helpless rabble, without conduct, without property, without arms, without order, without unanimity; when neither your general, nor any other person, hath the least respect for your decrees; when no man dares to inform you of this your condition, to urge the necessary reformation, much less to exert his effort to effect it; then is your constitution subverted. And this is now the case.

5. But, O my fellow-citizens! a language of a different nature hath poured in upon us; false, and highly dangerous 10 the state. Such is that assertion, that in your tribunals is your great security; that your right of suffrage is the real bulwark of the constitution. That these tribunals are our common resource in all private contests, I acknowledge,

6. But it is by arms we are to subdue our enemies; by arms we are to defend our state. It is not by our decrees that we can conquer. To those, on the contrary, who fight our battles with success, to these we owe the power of decreeing, of transacting all our affairs, without control or danger. In arms, then, let us be terrible; in our judicial transactions, humane.

7. If it be observed, that these sentiments are more elevated than might be expected from my character, the ob. servation, I confess, is just. Whatever is said about a state