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Dem. And is he dead?

Within these tvords, or if one syllable Conie, sbame him not with praises; recollect Of their full force be not made good by ine, Thiy scatter'd hopes, and let me tell my best May all relenting thoughts in you take end, And dearest Pulidora, that he lives,

Ant thy disdain be doubled! Froin thy Still lives to honour thee!


1 Polid. Lives? where?

I'll count my Coronation ; and that hour Dem. Look here;

Fix with a rubrick in my calendar 30, Am not I worth your knowledge?

As an auspicious time to entertain

[now Polid. And my duty;

Affairs of weight with princes. Think wlio You are Demetrius, king of Epire, sir. Entreats thy mercy! Come, thou shalt be I could not easily mistake hiin so

And divide titles with ine.

[kind, To whom I gave my heart.

Polid. Hear me, sir : Dem. Mine is not chang’d,

I lov'd you once for virtue, and have not But still hath fed upon thy memory:

A thought so much unguarded, as to be These honours and additions of state

Won from my truth and innocence, with any vire lent ine for thy sake. Be not so strange! Motives of state to affect you. [here, Let me not lose my entertainment, now Your bright temptation mourus while it stavs I am improv'd, and rais'd unto the height Nor can the triumph of glory, which made Beneath which I did blush to ask thy love! you

Polid. Givenne your pardon, sir! Arcadius, Forget me so, court iny opinion back. At our last meeting, without argument

Were you no king, I should be sooner drawn To more him, inore than his affection to me, Again to love you; but 'tis now too late; Vow'd he did love me, love ine above all wo- A low obedience shall become me best. men,

May all the joys I want And to confirm his heart was truly mine, Still wait on you! If time hereafter tell you, He wish'd I treinble to remember it- That sorrow for your fault hath struck me When he forsook his Polidora's love,


(pity, That Heaven might kill his happiness on May one soft tear, dropt from your eye in earth:

(promise Bedew my hearse, and I shall sleep securely! Was not this nobly said ? Did not this I have but one word more: for goodness' A truth to shame the turtle's?

sake, Dem. And his heart


yourown honour,sir, correct your passion Is still the saine, and I thy constant lover. To her you shall love next, and I forgive

Polid. Give me your leave, I pray! I you. would not say

Dem. Her heart is frozen up, nor cau Arcadius was perjur'd; but the saune day, Thaw it to any softness.


rm prayers Forgetting all his promises and ottis,

Phil. I'll fetch her, sir, again. While yet they hung upon his lips, forsook Dem. Persuade her not. [to triumph. me,

Phil. You give your passion too inuch leave (D'ye not remember this too!) gave his faith Seek in another what she denies. From me, transported with the noise of

Enter Macarius. greatness, And would be married to a kingdom.

Mac, Where is the king? Oh, sir, you are Don. But

A dangerous treason is atoot. (undone; Heaven permitted not I should dispose

Dem. What treason?

(claim'd What was ordain'd for thee.

Mac. Cassander and Eubulus bave proPolid. It was not virtue

Another king, whom they pretend to be In himn; for sure he found no check, no sting, Leonatus, your elder brother, lie that was In his own bosom, but gave freely all But this morning prisoner in the castle. The reins to blind ambition.

Dem. Ha! Dem. I am wounded!

(joys, Muc. The easy Epirotes The thought of thee, i'th' throng of all my

Gather in multitudes t'advance his title ; Like poison pour'd in nectar, turnsme frantick: They have seiz'd upon the court. Secre Dear, if Arcadius have made a fault,

your person,

(rection. Let not Demetrius be punish'd for't! Whilst we raise power to curb this insure lle pleads, that ever will be constant to thee. Ant. Lose no time then.

l'olid. Shall I believe man's flatteries again, Dem. We will not arın one inan. Lose my sweet rest, and peace of thought Speak it again! have I a brother living, again?

virtue And must be no king ? Be drawn by you from the straight paths of Aluc. What ineans your grace? (exalts Into the maze of love? (chides mes

Dem. This news doib speak me happy; it Dem. I see compassion in thy eye, that My heart, and makes me capable of more If I have either soul, but what's contain'd Than twenty kingdoms!

30 Fix with a rubrick in my culendar.] i. e. Consider it as a red-letter day. VOL. III.



Phil. Will you not, sir, stand

Be thought to have redeem'd it by your Upon your guard ?

counsel! Dem. I'll stand upon my honour :

You shall not share one scruple in the ho.
Mercy relieves me.

Lysan. Will you lose the kingdom? Titles may set a gloss upon our name,
Dem. The world's too poor to bribe me. But virtue only is the soul of fame.
Leave me all,

Mac. He's strangely possess'd, gentlemen.
Lest you extenuate my fame, and




Enter Philocles and Lysander.

Enter Lcoratus, attended.
Phil. HERE'S a strange turn; Lysander.

Eub. The king!
Lysan. 'Tis a kingdom

Leo. It is our pleasure
Easily purchas'd: who will trust the faith The number of our guard be doubled. Give
Of multitudes ?

A largess to the soldiers; but dismiss not Phil. It was his fault, that would

The troops 'till we command. So tamely give his title to their mercy.

Cass. May it pleaseThe new king has possession.

Leo. It will not please us otherwise, my 1.ysan. And is like

We've tried your faith!

lord, To keep it. We're alone; what dost think of Eub. Does he not speak with confidence? This innovation? Is it not a fine jig?

Leo. My lords and gentlemen, to whose A precious cunning in the late protector, faith we must

[safety, To shutlle a new prince into the state? Owe (next to leaven) our fortune and our

Phil. I know not how they've shuftled, After a tedious eclipse, the day but, my head on't,

[look to't! Is bright, and we invested in those honours A false card's turn’d up trump: but, fates Our blood and birth did challenge.

Cass. May no time
Enter Cassander and Eubulus.

Be registerd in our annals, that shall mention Eub. Does he not carry't bravely? One that had life t'oppose your sacred person! Cass. Excellently

Leo. Let them, whose title's forg’d and Philocles! Lysander!

flaw'd, suspect Phil. Lysan. Your lordship's servants! Their state's security! Our right to Epire Cass. Are we not bound to Heaven, for Heaven is oblig’d to prosper: treason has multiplying

No face so black to fright it. All my cares These blessings on the kingdom 31 ?

Level to this, that I may worthily33 Phil. lleaven alone

Manage the province, and advance the honoui Works iniracles, my lord.

Of our dear country: and, be confident, Lysan. I think your lordship had

If an expence of blood may give addition Aslittle hopc once to see these princesrevive. Of any happiness to you, I shall Cass. Here we

Ofier iny heart the sacrifice, and rejoice Must place our thanks, next Providence, for To make myself a ghost, to have inscrib'd preserving

Upon my marble but whose cause I died for, So dear a pledge 32.

Eub. May Heaven avert such danger! 31 Are we not bound to Heaven.] The retorting of these very words by Philocles in the next scene upon Cossunder, led Mr. Seward, Mr. Theobald, and myselt, to the assurance of their belonging to Cussunder here, and accordingly I have placed his name before thein. Sympson.

32 Phil. Here we must place.] I once imagined that this was a speech with action, and might easily be understood, by supposing Philocles to point to Eubulus; but I believe Ms. Seward has woore happily conjectured it ought to belong to Cussunder. Sympson.

Manage the province, und advance the honour

Of our dear country.] To manage the province of our dear country, and advance the honour of our dear country, seems a lietle inaccurate: perhaps we should read,

worthily Manage this province; or, ny province, i.e. The charge I huve undertook, &c. Sympson.



Cass. Excellent prince,

The walls; and in their ruin bring us word In whom we see the copy of his father! They live not None but the son of Theodosius,

Eub, Good sir, hear me! Could have spoke thus.

Cass. Let it work.

[crown Leo. You're pleas'd t'interpret well. Were Demetrius dead, we easily might unYet, give me leave to say in my own justice, This swoln impostor, and my son be fair I've but express'd the promptness of my soul To piece with young Sophia, who, I hear, To serve you all; but 'tis not empty wishes Repents her late affront. Can satisfy our mighty charge, a weight

Eub. Their lives may do pings! Would make an Atlas double. A king's name You service; let not blood stain your beginDoth sound harmoniously to men at distance; The people, not yet warm in their allegiance, And those, who cannot penetrate beyond May think it worth their tumult to revenge it, The bark and out-skin of a commonwealth With hazard of yourself. Or state, have eyes but ravish'd with the Leo. Who dares but think it? ceremony

not Yet, offer first our mercy: if they yield, (sel: That must attend a prince, and understand

Demetrius must not live--Mylord, your counWhat cares allay the glories of a crown: What if he were in Heaven? But good kings find and feel the contrary.

Cass, You have my You've tried, my lord, the burden; and can Consent.--You shall not stay long after him. tell

[Aside. It would require a pilot of more years

Leo. Sophia's not my sister: to prevent al? To steer this kingdom, now impos'd on me


may endanger us, we'll marry her; By justice of my birth.

That done, no matter tho'we stand discover'dl; Cass. I wish not lifa

For in her title then we're king of Epire, But to partake those happy days which must Without dispute. Succeed these fair proceedings: we are blest ! Cass. Huin!--In my judgment, sir, But, sir, be sparing to yourself! we shall That wo'not do so well. Hazard our joys in you too soon; the burden Leo. What's your opinion? (so cunning? Of state-affairs impose upon your council.

Cass. He countermines my plot: are you 'Tis fitter that we waste our lives, than you Leo. What's that you mutter, sir? Call age too soon upon you with the trouble Cass. I mutter, sir?

[postor And cares that threaten such an undertaking: Leo. Best say I am no king, but some imPreserve your youth!

Rais'd up to gull the state. Leo. And chuse you our protector?

Cass. Very fine! To have said within Is't that you would conclude, my lord? We Few hours you'd been no king, nor like to he, will

Was not i'ti' compass of high-treason, I take Deserve our subjects' faith for our own sake,


[mov'd; speak not. Not sit an idle gazer at the helm.

Erb. Restrain your anger! the king's Enter Messenger,

Cass. I will speak louder: do I not know him?

[throne Phil. How! observ'd you that? Mark how That self-samc hand that rais'd him to the Cassander's planet-struck. [for all that.

Shall pluck hinn from it! Is this my reward? Eub. He might have look'd yore calmly Leo. Our guard ! To prison with him! I begin to fear; but do not yet seem Cass. Me to prisen? troubled 34

must secure Leo. Od with his head !
Leo. With what news travels his haste? I Cass. My head?
Myself betimes; not be a king in jest,

Eub. Vouchsafe to hear me, .
And wear my crown a tenant to their breath. Great sir!
Cass. Demetrius, sir, your brother,

Leo. How dares he be so insolent35? With other traitors that oppose your claims, Cass. I ha' wrought myself into a fine conAre fled to th' castle of Nestorius,

D'ye know me, gentlemen ? dition ! And fortify

Phil. Very well, my lord :

ing Mess. I said not so, my lord.

• How are we bound to Heaven for multiplyCass. I'll have it thought so; hence! · These blessings on the kingdom.' [Exit Messenger. Leo. We allow it.

(car. Leo, Plant force to batter

Eub. Counsel did never blast a prince's 34 Eub. He might huve look’d.) If the reader will consider this answer, he will find that Lysunder, and not Eubulus, should be prefix'd before it. Sympson.

• If the reader will consider this answer, he will find,' that Lysander could not speak it, nor any but a partisan in the plot for elevating Seleucus. Eubulus means by it to continue the deceit on Cassunder, till he procures his dismission to the castle of Nestorius.

35 Cas. How dares he be so insolent?] 'Tis possible that this line belongs to Cassander ; but I think more probable it should be Leonatus's, and accordingly I have prefixed his name to it. Sympson.



Leo. Convey him to the sanctuary of rebels, Sophia (aside]. This does confirm my jeaNestorius' house, where our proud brother has lousy: my heart ! Enscons'd himself! they'll entertain him For my sake, madam, has he lost his value? lovingly;

Polid. Let me beseech your grace,


may He'll be a good addition to the traitors.

have leave Obey me, or you die fort!-- What are kings, To answer in some other cause, or person! When subjects dare affront 'em ?

This argument but opens a sad wound Cass. I shall vex

To make it bleed afresh; we may change this Thy soul for this.

Discourse: I would elect some subject whose Leo. Away with him! Wben kings Praises may more delight your ear than this Frown, let offenders tremble! This flows not Can mine. Let's talk of young Lysimachus ! From any cruelty in my nature, but

Sophia. Ha! my presaging fears! The fate of an usurper: he that will

Pólid. How does your grace! (machus ; Be confirm'd great without just title to it Sophia. Well. You were talking of Lysia Must lose compassion; know what's good, not Pray give me your opinion of bin. do it. [Ereunt. Polid. Mine?


It will be much short of his worth: I think Enter Polidora and her Servant.

gentleman so perfect in all goodness, Sero. Madam, the princess Sophia! That if there be one in the world deserves Polid. I attend her highness.

The best of women, Heaven created him Enter Sophia.

To make her happy.

Sophiu. You've in a little, madam, · How much your grace

honours your


Express'd a volume of mankind, a miracle. servant !

But all have not the same degree of faith: Sophia. I hope my brother's well.

He is but young Polid. I hope so too, madam. [your guest. Polid. What mistress would desire Sophia. Do you but hope? He came to be Her servant old? He has both spring to please Polid. We are all his, whilst he is pleas'd Her eye and summer to return a harvest. to honour

[dam. Sophia. He's blackThis poor roof with his royal presence, ma- Polid. He sets a beauty off more rich,

Sophia. I caine to ask your pardon, Poli- And she that's fair will love him: faiut comdora.


plexions Polid. You never, madam, trespass'd upon Betray etřeminate minds, and love of change; Wrong not your goodness.

Two beauties in a bed compound few men; Sophia. I can be but penitent,

He's not so fair to counterfeit a woman, Unless you point nie out some other way Nor yet so black but blushes may betray To satisfy.

His modesty. Polid. Dear madam, do not mock me! Sophia. His proportion exceeds not

Sophia. There is no injury, like that to love; Polid. That praises him: and a well-com I find it now in my own surlerings:

pacted frame But tho'I would have robb'd thee of Arcadius, Speaks temper, and sweet Now of elements; Heaven knew a way to reconcile your hearts, Vast buildings are more oft for show than use: And punish'd me in those joys you have found. I would not have my eyes put to the travel I read the story of my loss of honour,

Of many acres, ere I could examme Yet can rejoice, and heartily, that you A man from head to foot; he has no great, Have met vour own again.

But he may boast an elegant, composition. Foid. Whom do you mean?

Sophia. I'll hear no more! You have so far Sophia. My brother.

outdone Polid. He's found to bin self and honour : My injuries to you, that I call back He is my king; and tho'I must acknowledge My penitence; and must tell Polidora, He was the glory of my thoughts, and I This revenge ill becomes ber. Am I thought Lov'd bim, as you did, madam, with desire So lost in soul to hear, and forgive this? To be made his, reason and duty since In what shade do I live? or shall I think Form’d me to other knowledge, and I now I have not, at the lowest, enough merit, Look on him without any wish of more Setting aside my birth, to poize with yours? Than to be call'd his subject.

Forgive my modest thoughts, if I rise up Sophia. Has he made

My own defence, and tell this unjust lady, Himself less capable, by being king? So grea: a winter hath not frozen yet Polid. Of what?

My cheek, but there is something Nature Sophia. Of your affection?

planted Pulid. With your pardon, madam, That carries as much bloom, and spring upon't Love, in that sense you mean, left Polidora As yours! What flame is in your eye, but may When he forsook Arcadius: I disclaim Find competition here? (forgive again, All ties between us, more than what the name My virgin honour!) what is in your lip Of king must challenge from my obedience. To tice th' enamour'd soul to dwell with more



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Ambition, than the yel-unwither'd blush With something that concerns your safety, is That speaks the innocence of mine? Oh, Fled hither, and desires a present hearing. brother!

Mac. His soul is lionest; be not, sir, a madEnter Demetrius.


And for a lady give up all our freedoms! Dem. I'll talk with you anon. My Polidora!

Erit. Allow thy patience 'till my

breath recover,

Polid. I will say anything, hear Lysimacbus. Which now comes laden with the richest news

Sophia, Dear brother, hear him!
Thy ear was ever blest with.
Sophia. Both your looks

Enter Lysimachus.
And voice express some welcome accident.

Lysim. Sir, I come to yield Dem. Guess what in wish could make me

Myself your prisoner: if my father have fortunate,

Rais a an impostor to supplant your title, And Heaven hath dropt that on Demetrius.

(Which I suspect, and inwardly do bleed for) Sophia. What means this extasy?

I shall not only, by the tender of Dem. 'Twere sin to busy [I could

Myself, declare my innocence, but either, Thy thoughts upon't; I'll tell thee. That

By my unworthy life, secure your person, Retain some part! it is too wide a joy

Or by what death you shall impose, reward To be express'd so soon; and yet it falls

The unexpected treason. In a few syllables—thou wo't scarce believe

Sophia. Brave young man! I am no king.


Did you not hear him, brother? Sophia. How's that?

Lysim. I'ın not minded! Polid. Good Heaven forbid!

Põlid. Be witness, madam, I resign my heart! Dem. Forbid ? Heaven has reliev'd mc with

It never was another's.-You declare a mercy

Too great a satisfaction.--I hope
I knew not how to ask: I have, they say,

This will destroy your jealousy.-
An elder brother living, crowu'd already: Remeniber now your danger!
I only keep my name Demetrius,

Dem. I despise it!
Without desire of more addition

What fate dares injure me? Than to return thy servant.

Lysim. Yet hear me, sir!

(py. Polid. You amaze me !

Sophia. Forgive ine, Polidora! you are hapCan you rejoice to be depos’d?

My hopes are remov'd further : I had thought Dem. It but

Lysimachus had meant you for his niistress.
Translates me to a fairer and better kingdom 'Tis misery to feed, and not know where
In Polidora.

To place iny jealousy.
Polid. Me?
Dem. Did you not say,


Enter Macarius. Were I no king, you could be drawn to love

Muis. Now 'tis too late! Again? That was consented to in Heaven.

You may be deaf, until the cannon inake A kingdom first betray'd my ambitious soul

You find your sense; we are shut up now by To forget thee: that, and the flattering glories,

A troop of horse: thank yourself! How willingly Demetrius does resign,

Polid. They will The angels know! Thus naked, without titles,

Adınit conditions-
I throw me on thy charity; and shall

Sophia. And allow us quarter?
Boast greater empire to be thine again, than
To wear the triumphs of the world upon me.

(A shout within

Polid. We are all lost!
Enter Macarius.

Dem. Be comforted!
Mac. Be not so careless of yourself! the

Enter Antigonus. people Gather in multitudes to your protection,

Ant. News! Offering their lives and fortunes, if they may

My lord Cassander's sent by the new king But see you, sir, and hear you speak to 'em:

To bear us company. Accept their duties, and in time prevent

Dem. Not as prisoner? Your ruin.

Ant. It does appear no otherwise. The sol Sophia. Be not desperate; 'tis counsel - diers Dem. You trouble ne with noise!-Speak, Declare how much they love him, by their Polidora!

[My fears

noise Polid. For yourown sake, preserve yourself! Of scorn and joy to see him so rewarded. Distract iny reason.

Dem. It cannot be!
Enter Antigonus.

Ant. You'il find it presently: him

He curses the new king, talks treason 'gast Ant. Lord Lysimachus,

As nimble as he were in's shirt 36. He's here. 36 ls nimble as he were in's shirt.] This may allude to Hieronimo's appearing in his shirt on the stage, in the Spanish Tragedy, and inveighing against the murderer of his son. R.


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