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Catiline his conspiracy· VVritten by Ben: Ionson
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Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637.
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Rapes before Thy sense thy forcing first a Vestall Nunne Thy parricide late on thine owne naturall Sonne After his Moâ—her to make empty way For thy last wicked Nuptials worse then they That fame that act of thy incestuous life Which got thee at once a Daughter and a Wife I leaue the slaughters that thou didst for me Of Senators for which I hid for thee Thy murder of thy Brother being so brib'd And writ him in the list of my proscrib'd After thy fact to saue thy little shame Thy incest with thy Sister I not name These are too light Fate will haue thee pursue Deedes after which no Mischiefe can be new The ruine of thy Countrey Thou wert built For such a worke and borne for no lesse guilt What though defeated once th' hast beene and knowne Tempt it againe That is thy act or none What all the seuerall Ills that visite earth Brought forth by night with a sinister birth Plagues Famine Fire could not reach vnto The Sword nor Surfets let thy fury doe Make all past present future ill thine owne And conquer all example in thy one Nor let thy thought finde any vacant time To hate an old but still a fresher crime Drowne the remembrance Let not mischiefe cease But while it is in punishing encrease Conscience and care die in thee And be free Not Heau'n it selfe from thy impiety Let Night grow blacker with thy plots and Day At shewing but thy head forth start away From this halfe Spheare and leaue Romes blinded walls T' embrace lusts hatreds slaughters funerals And not recouer sight till their owne flames Doe light them to their ruines All the names Of thy Confederates too be no lesse great In hell then here That when we would repeate Our strengths in Muster we may name you all And Furies vpon you for Furies call Whilst what you doe doth strike them into feares Or make them grieue and wish your mischiefe theirs CATILINE IT is decree'd Nor shall thy Fate ô Rome Resist my vow Though Hils were set on Hils And Seas met Seas to guarde thee I would through I plough vp rockes steepe as the Alpes in dust And laue the Tyrrhene waters into cloudes But I would reach thy head thy head proud Citty The ills that I haue done cannot be safe But by attempting greater and I feele A spirit within me chides my sluggish handes And sayes they haue beene innocent too long Was I a Man bred great as Rome her selfe One form'd for all her honors all her glories Equall to all her titles That could stand Close vp with Atlas and sustaine her name As strong as he doth Heau'n And was I Of all her brood mark'd out for the repulse By her no voice when I stood Candidate To be Commander in the Ponticke warre I will hereafter call her Stepdame euer If shee can loose her nature I can loose My piety and in her stony entrailes Digge me a seate where I will liue againe The labour of her wombe and be a burden Weightier then all the Prodigies and Monsters That shee hath teem'd with since shee first knew Mars CATILINE AVRELIA WHo 's there AVR. T is I. CAT. Aurelia AVR. Yes AVR. Appeare And breake like day my beauty to this circle Vpbraid thy Phoebus that he is so long In mounting to that point which should giue thee Thy prâ—per splendour Wherefore frownes my sweet Haue I too long bene absent from these lips This cheeke these eyes what is my trepasâ—e speake AVR. It seemes you know that can accuse your selfe CAT. I will redeeme it AVR. Still you say so When CAT. When Orestilla by her bearing well These my retirements and stolne times for thought Shall giue their effects leaue to call her Queene Or all the world in place of humbled Rome AVR. You court me now CAT. As I would alwaies Loue By 〈◊〉 Ambrosiacke kisâ—e and this of Nectar Wouldst thou but heare as gladly as I speake Could my Aurelia thinke I meant her lesse When wooing her I first remou'd a Wife And then a Sonne to make my bed and house Spatious and sir t' embrace her These were deeds Not t' haue begunne with but to end with more And greatâ—r He that building stayes at one Floore or the second hath erected none 'T was how to raise thee I was meditating To make some act of mine answere thy loue That loue that when my state was now quite sunke Came with thy wealth and weighd it vp againe And made my ' emergent Fortune once more looke Aboue the maine which now shall hit the starres And sticke my Orestilla there amongst 'hem If any tempest can but make the billow And any billow can but lift her greatnesse But I must pray my loue she will put on Like habites with my selfe I haue to doe With many men and many natures Some That must be blowne and sooth'd as Lentulus Whom I haue heau'd with magnifying his bloud And a vaine dreame out of the Sybill's bookes That a third man of that great family Whereof he is descended the Cornelij Should be a King in Rome which I haue hir'd The flatt'ring Augures to interpret him Cinna and Sylla dead Then bold Cethegus Whose valour I haue turn'd into his poyson And prais'd so into daring as he would Goe on vpon the Gods kisâ—e lightning wrest The engine from the Cyclop's and giue fire At face of a full cloud and stand his ire When I would bid him moue Others there are Whom enuie to the state drawes and puâ—s on For contumelies receiu'd and such are sure ones As Curius and the fore-nam'd Lentulus Both which haue beene degraded in the Senate And must haue their disgraces still new rub'd To make 'hem smart and labour of reuenge Others whom meere ambition fires and dole Of Prouinces abroade which they haue faind To their crude hopes and I as amply promis'd Theâ—e Lecca Vargunteius Bestia Autronius Some whom their wants oppresse as th' idle Captaines Of Sylla's troopes and diuers Roman Knights The profuse wasters of their patrimonies So threatned with debts as they will now Runne any desperate fortune for a change These for a time we must râ—lieue Aurelia And make our house their saue-gard Like for those That feare the law or stand within her gripe For any act past or to come Such will From their owne crimes be factious as from ours Some more there be flight Ayrelings will be wonne With dogs and horses or perhaps a whore Which must be had And if they venter liues For vs Aurelia we must hazard honors A little Get thee store and change of women As I haue boyes and giue 'hem time and place And all conniuence Be thy selfe too courtly And entertaine and feast sit vp and reuell Call all the great the fayre and spirited Dames Of Rome about thee and beginne a fashion Of freedome community Some will thanke thee Though the sowre Senate frowne whose heads must ake In feare and feeling too We must not