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Enter CESAR, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MECÆNAS, | With one that I have bred 3 The gods ! It emites: make
SELKUCUS, and Attendants. gibbet, Ces. Which is the queen
Beneath the fall I have. Prøytbee, go hence ; of Egypt !
(TO SEL EUCÚS. Dol. 'Tis the emperor, madam.
Or 1 sball show the cinders of my spirits than you should
(CLEOPATRA kneels. Through the ashes of my chance :-Wert thou a Ces. Arise :
Thou would'st have mercy on me.
Ces. Forbear, Seleucus.
[Exit SELBUCUS. Charmant Will have it tbus; my master and my lord
Cleo. Be it known, that we, the greatest, arc I the con I mast obey.
misthought Ces. Take to you no hard thoughts :
For things that others do ; and, when we fall, The record of what injuries you did us,
We answer others' merits in our naines, Je to ber
Though written in our fesh, we shall remember Are therefore to be pitied. mall please As things but done by chance.
Not what you have reserv'd, nor what acknow.
ledg'a, To make it clear ; but to confess, I have
Pat we i'the roll of conquest : still be it yours,
Bestow it at your pleasure, and believe,
Cesar's no merchant, to make prize with you
of things that inerchants sold. Therefore be We will extenuate rather than enforce :
cheer'd ; If you apply yourself to our intents,
Make not your thoughts your prisons : no, dear (Which towards you are most gentie,) you shall
For we intend so to dispose you, as
Yourself shall give us connsel. Feed, and sleep :
Our care and pity is so much upon you,
That we remain your friend ; And so adieu.
Cleo. My master, and my lord !
Ereunt CESAR, and his Train.
Cleo. He words me, girls, he words me, that yours : and we
I should not Your 'ecutcheons, and your signs of conquest, Be noble to myself: but hark thee, Charmian. shall (lord.
[Whispers CHARMIAN. Hang in what place you please. Here, my good and we are for the dark.
Iras. Finish, good lady: the bright day is done,
Cleo. Hie thee again :
I have spoke already, and it is provided :
Go, put it to the baste.
Char. Madain, I will.
Dol. Where is the queen
Char. Bekold, Sir.
(Eixt CHARMIAN. Sel. Madam,
Dol. Madam, as thereto sworn by your com-
mand, Cleo. What have I kept back ?
Which my love makes religion to obey,
Intends his journey; and, within three days,
You with your children will he send before :
Make your best use of this : I have perform'd
Your pleasure, and my promise,
pomp is follow'd I mine will now be yours ;
Dol. I your servant.
Adieu, good queen ; I must attend on Cesar.
Cleo. Farewell, and tbanks.
Now, Iras, what think'st thou ?
With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers, shall
Uplift us to the view ; in their thick breaths,
Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded,
Iras. The gods forbid !
Cleo. Nay, 'tis most certain, Iras : Sancy
Ballad us out o'tune : the quick comedians
Extemporally will stage us, and present
Our Alexandrian revels : Antony
Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see
Some squeaking Cleopatra buy ý my greatness
l'the posture of a whore.
Iras. O the good gods !
Cleo. Nay, that is certain.
• Merits or demerits.
were played by boys
Cevar's wife and
Iras. I'll never for it; for, I am sure, my f Immortal longings in me : Now no more nails
The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this Are stronger than mine eyes.
lip :-Cleo. Wby that's the way
Yare, yare, • good Iras; quick.—Methinks, I To fool their preparation, and to conqner
To praise my noble act; I hear h’m mock
The luck of Cesar, which the gods give men Show me, my women, like a queen ;-Go fetch To excuse their after wrath : Husband, I come: My best attires ;-1 am again for Cydnus, Now to that name my courage prove my title ! To meet Mark Antony :
-Sirrah, Iras, go. I am fire, and air ; my other elements Now, noble Charmian, we'll despatch indeed : I give to baser life. -So,-have you done? And, when thou hast done tbis chare, I'll give Come then, and take the last warmth of my thee leave
lips. To play till doomsday.-Bring our crown and all. Farwell, kind Charmian ;-Iras, long farewell. Wherefore's this noise ?
(Kisses them. IRAs julls und dies. [Erit Iras. A Noise within. Have I the aspic in my lips ? + Dost fall?
If thou and nature can so gentiy part,
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch,
Which hurts and is desir'd. Dost thou lie still i That will not be denied your highness' pre- If thus thou vanishest, thou tell'st the world sence :
It is not worth leave-taking. He brings you figs.
Char. Dissolve, thick cloud and rain; that I Cleo. Let him come in. How poor an instru
may say ment
(Erit GUARD. The gods themselves do weep! May do a uoble deed ! he brings me liberty. Cleo. This proves me base : My resolution's plac'd, and I have nothing
If she first meet the curled Antony, of woman in me: Now from head to foot He'll make demand of her; and spend that I am mart constant ; now the feeting moon
kiss, No planet is of miue.
Which is my heaven to bave. Come, mortal
wretch, Re-enter GUARD, with a Clown bringing a
[To the Asp, which she applies to her Basket.
Breast. Guard. This is the man.
With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Cleo. Avoid, and leave him.
of life at once untie : poor venomous fool,
(Exit GUARD. Be angry, and despatch. Oh! could'st thon Hast thou the pretty worm of Nilus there,
speak ! That kills and pains not!
That I might hear thee call great Cesar, Ass Cloun. Truly I have him : but I would not be Unpolicied ! i the party that should desire you to touch him, Char. O eastern star! for his biting is imimortal : those that do die of
Cleo. Peace, peace! it, do seldom or never recover.
Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, Cleo. Remembers't thou any that have died That sucks the nurse asleep ? ou't i
Char, o break ! o break! Clown. Very many, men and women ton. I Cleo. As sweet as balm, 18 soft as air, as heard of one of them no longer than yesterday
gentle,-a very honest woman, but something given to O Antony !- Nay, I will take thee too :lie as a woman should not do, but in the way
(Applying another Asp to her Arm. of honesty-how she died of the biting of it, What should I staywhat pain she felt,-Truly, she makes a very
(Falls on a Bed and Dies. good report o'the worm : But be that will be. Char. In this wild worlu ?-So fare thee lieve all that they say, shall never be saved by
well. balf that they do : But this is most fallible, the Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies worm's an odd worm.
A lass unparallel'd.-Downy windows, close ; Cleo. Get thee hence : farewell.
And golden Phæbus never be beheld Clown. I wish you all joy of the worm.
of eyes again so royal! Your crown's awry; Cleo. Farewell.
I'll mend it, and then play. I (CLOWN sets down the Basket. Clown. You must think tbis, look you, that
Enter the GUARD, rushing in. the worm will do his kind.
1 Guard. Where is the queen ? Cleo. Ay, ay ; farewell.
Char. Speak softly, wake her not. Cloun. Look you, the worm is not to be 1 Guurd. Cesar hath senttrusted, but in the keeping of wise people ; for, Char. Too slow a messenger. indeed, there is no goodness in the worm.
[Applies the Asp. Cleo. Take thou no care: it shall be heeded.
O come ; apace, despatch: I partly feel thee. Clown. Very good : give it nothing, I pray i Guard. Approach, bo ! All's not well : Ce. you, for it is not worth the feeding.
sar's beguilld. Cleo. Will it eat me?
2 Guard. There's Dolabella sent from Ce. Clown. You must not think I am so 'simple,
sar:-call him. but I know the devil hiniself will not eat a 1 Guard. What work is here !--Charmian, is woman: I know that a woman is a dish for the
this well done ? gods, if the devil dress her not. But, truly, Char. It is well done, and fitting for a prin. these same whoreson devils do the gods great harm in their women ; for in every ten that tbey Descended of so many royal kings. make, the devils mar five.
Ah, soldier! Cleo. Well, get thee gone : farewell.
(Dies. Cloun. Yes, forsooth; I wish you joy of the worm.
Enter DOLABELLA. Re-enter Iras, with a Robe, Croun, fc.
Dol. How goes it here?
2 Guard. All dead.
• Make haste.
* An ass without common policy, thus to leave me te • Serpent. | Act arcording to his nature. myself,
Play my part in this tragedy.
Dol. Cesar, thy thoughts
As she would catch another Antony
There is a vent of blood, and something blown,
The like is on her arm.
1 Guard. This is an aspic's trail : and these Enter Cesar, and Attendants.
Upon the caves of Nile.
Ces. Most probable,
of easy ways to die. Take up her bed;
And bear her women from the monument :
No grave upon the earth shall clip in it
A pair so famous. High events as these
Strike those that make them, and their story is 1 Guard. O Cesar,
No less in pity, than his glory, which
In solemn show, attend the funeral ;
And then to Rome.-Come, Dolabella, see
• Some part of the flesh puffed. By external swelling; but she looks like sleep,
+ Tried experiments.
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE. AS it is intended, in the present collection of Shakspeare's Dramatic Works, to present in regular succession all
sach as have the scenery, characters, or manners, drawn from the same country, the sanguinary and disgusting Tragedy of Titus Andronicus is placed in immediate sequence to those that are essentially of Roman origin. The events, however, are not of historical occurrence, but were probably borrowed from an old ballad en tered on the books of the Scationers' Company in the year 1593, about which period it may also have beea written. Its identity, however, as one of Shakspeare's productions, rests on a very doubtful foundation. Dr. Percy supposes it only to have been corrected and re-touched by uim; but, says Dr. Jobnson, “ I do not find his touches very discernible." It is devoid of any striking sentiment-- it has none of the philosophic stateliness which generally distinguishes his plays---the anachronisms are gross---the language throughout is as tumid and laboured as the plot is horrid and unnatural ;---and the only approach to energy discernible in the play, occurs in the scene between Aaron, the nurse, and Demetrius. Indeed, there is internal evidence enough (in the versification, the character of the composition, the total difference of conduct, langnage, and sentiment, and also in its resemblance to several dramas of much more ancient date) to prore, with irresistible force, that it has been erroneously ascribed to Shakspeare. Dr. Johnson says, “ All the editors and cri. tics agree with Mr. Theobald in supposing this play spurious. I see no reason for differing from then ; for the colour of the style is wholly different from that of the other play, and there is an attempt at regular versification and artificial closes, not always inelegant, yet seldom pleasing. The barbarity of the spectacle, and the general massacre which are here exhibited, can searcely be conceived tolerable to any audience ; yet we are told by Jonson, that they were not only borne but applauded. That Shakspeare wrote any part, theagh Theobald declares it incontestible, I see no reason for believing."
and afterwards declared Emperor ALARBUS,
CHIRON, Sons to Tamora.
AARON, a Moor, beloved by Tamora. Titus ANDRONICUS, a noble Roman, General A CAPTAIN,TRIBUNE,MESSENGER, and CLOWN; against the Goths.
Romans. MARCOS ANDRONICUS, Tribune of the People ; Goths and Romans.
and Brother to Titus. Lucius,
TAMORA, Queen of the Goths.
LAVINIA, Daughter to Titus Andronicus. Martius,
A NURSE, and A BLACK CHILD. MUTIUS, Young Lucius, a Boy, Son to Lucius. Kinsmen of Titus, Senators, Tribunes, OffiPUBLIUS, Son to Marcus the Tribune.
cers, Soldiers, and Attendants. SCENB: Rome, and the Country near it.
Keep then this passage to the Capitol :
And suffer not disbonour to approach SCENE I.-Rome. Before the Capitol. The imperial seat, to virtue consecrate, The tomb of the ANDRONICI appearing; the But let desert in pure election shine ;
To justice, continence, and nobility : TRIBUNES and SENATORS alojt, as in the And, Romans, fight for freedom in your choice. Senate. Enter, below, SATURNINUS and his Followers, on one side ; and BASSIANUS Enter MARCUS ANDRONICUS, aloft, with the and his Followers on the other; with Drum
Crown. and Colours.
Mar. Princes, that strive by factions and by Sat. Noble patricians, patrons of my right,
friends, Defend the justice of my cause with arms; Ambitiously for rule and empery,And, countrymen, my loving followers,
Know, that the people of Rome, for whom we Plead my successive title with your swords:
stand I am his first-born son, that was the last
A special party, bave, by their common voice, That wore the imperial diadem of Rome, In election for the Roman empery, Then let my father's honours live in me, Chosen Andronicus, surnamed Pius Nor wrong mine age with this indignity, For many good and great deserts to Rome; Bas. Romans,-friends, followers, favourers of A nobler man, a braver warrior, of my right,
Lives pot this day witbin the city walls : If ever Bassianus, Cesar's son,
He by the sepate is accited • hoine, Were gracious in the eyes of royal Rome, From weary wars against the barbarous Goths, • My title to the succession.
Thai, with his sons, a terror to our foes, To hover on the dreadful shore of Styx |--
(The Tomb is opened.
Sweet cell of virtue and nobility,
That thou wilt never render to me more!
Luc. Give us the proudest prisouer of the
Ad manes fratrum sacrifice his fesh,
Tam. Stay, Roman brethren-Gracious con-
Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed,
And, if thy sons were ever dear to thee,
Sufficeth not, that we are brought to Rome
(Ereunt the followers of BASSIANUS. For valiant doings in their country's cause?
Were piety in thine, it is in these.
Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods,
(Ereunt the followers of SATURNINUS. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge
Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.
Tit. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.
These are their brethren, whom you Goths be-
To this your son is mark'd ; and die he must,
To appease their groaning shadows that are gone.
Luc. Away with him! and make a
Let's hew his limbs, till they be clean consumid
Erennt LUCIUS, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and
MUTIUS, with ALARBUS.
Tam. O cruel, irreligious piety!
Alarbus goes to rest ; and we survive
To quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes.
Re-enter Lucius, QUINTUS, MARTIUS, and
MUTIC's, with their Swords bloody.
Luc. See, lord and father, how we have per.
Our Roman rites : Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd
And entrails feed the sacrificing fire,
Whose smoke, like jucense, doth perfume the sky.
Remaineth nought, but to inter our brethren, Thoa great defender of this Capitol,
And with loud 'larums welcome them to Ruine. Stand gracious to the rights that we intend !
Tit. Let it be so, and let Audronicus Romans, of five and twenty valiant solls,
Make this his latest farewell to their sonls. Half of the number that king Priam had,
[Trumpets sounded, and the Collins laid Bebold the poor remains, alive, and dead!
in the Tomb. These , that survive, let Rome reward with love :
In peace and honour rest you here, my sons.
Rome's readiest champions, repose yon here,
Here lurks no treason, bere no ency swells,
Here grow no damned grudges,' bere are no
, nnkind, and careless of thine own, Wby suffer’st thou thy sons, unburied yet,
M • Confide.
* It was supposed that the ghosts of wuburied people appeared to solicit the rights of funeral,
+ Freight Jupiter, to whom the Capitol was sacrcil.