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Appius and Virginia a tragedy / John Webster.
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Webster, John, 1580?-1625?
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1654
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pursues you covering those high 〈◊〉 as if they dog'd you for some damned act What have you done Virg. I have plaid the Paâ—…cide Kill'd mine own child Minut. Virginia Virg. Yes even she These rude hands ript her and her innocent blood flow'd above my elbowes Minut. Kill'd her willingly Virg. Willingly with advice premeditation and settled purpose and see still I wear her crimson colours and these withered armes are dy'd in her heart blood Minut. Most wretched villain Virg. But how I lov'd her life Lend me amongst you one speaking Organ to discourse her death It is too harsh an imposition to lay upon a father O my Virginia Minut. How agrees this love her and murder her Virg. Yes Give me but a little leave to 〈◊〉 a few red tears for souldiers should weep blood and I 'l agree them well Attend me all Alas might I have kept her chaste and free this life so oft ingag'd for ingrateful Rome lay in her bosom But when I saw her pull'd by Appius Lictors to be claim'd a slâ—…ve and drag'd unto a publick Sessions house divorc'd from her fore Spousals with Icilius a noble youth and made a bond-woman inforc'd by violence from her fathers armes to be a Prostiture and Permour to the rude twinings of a leacherous Judge Then then O loving Souldiers I 'l not deny it for 't was mine honor my paâ—…ernal pity and the sole act for which I love my life Then lustful Appius he that swayes the Land slew poor Virginia by this fathers hand 1 Sould. O villain Appius 2 Sold. O noble Virginius Virg. To you I appeal you are my Sentencers Did Appius right or poor Virginius wrong Sentence my Fact with a free general tongue 1. Sold. Appius is the Parricide 2. Sold. Virginins guiltless of his daughters death Minut. It this be true Virginius as the moan of all the Roman fry that followes you confirmes at large this cause is to be pityed and should not dy revengelesse Virg. Noble Minutius Thou hast a daughter thou hast a wife too so most of yôu have Souldiers Why might not this have hapned you Which of you all deer friends but now even now may have your wives deflowred your daughters slav'd and made a Lictors prey Think them not safe in Rome for mine lived there Roman It is a common cause 1 Sold. Appius shall dy for 't 2 Sold. Le ts make Virginius General Omnes A General a General le ts make Virginius General Munit. It shall be so Virginius take my Charge the wrongs are thine so violent and so weighty that none but he that lost fo 〈◊〉 a child knowes how to punish By the Gods of Rome Virginius shall succeed my full command Virg. What 's honor unto me a weak old man weary of life and covetous of a grave I am a dead man now Virginia lives not the self same hand that dar'd to save from shame a child dares in the father 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 â—…ill himself 1. Sould. Stay noble General Minut. You much forâ—…â—…nge Virginias Who if you dye will take your â—…ause in hand and proscribe Appius should you pâ—…ish thus Virg. Thou oughtest Minutius Soldiers so ought you I 'm out of fear my noble wife 's expir'd My daughter of blest memory the object of Appius lust lives 〈◊〉 the Elyâ—…an Vestals my house yeilds none fit for his Lictors spoil You that have wives lodg'd in you prison Rome have Lands unriâ—…ed houses yet 〈◊〉 your freeborn daughters yet unstrumpeted prevent these mischiefs yet while you have time 1. Sold. We will by you our noble General 2. Sold. He that was destin'd to preserve great Rome Virg. I accept your châ—… in hope to guard you all from my inhumane sufferings Beâ—… my pride that I have bred a daughter whose chast blood was spilt for you and for Romes laâ—…ing good Explicit Actus Quartus Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Opius a Senator and the Advocate Opius IS Appius then committed Senator So 't is 〈◊〉 Opius How will you bear you in this turbuleâ—… state You are a Member of that wretched Faction I wonder how you scape imprisonment Advocate Let me alone I have learnt with the wiâ—… Hedâ—…og to stop my cave that way the â—…pest drives Never did Bear-whelp â—…bling down a hill with more art shrink his head betwixt his clawes then I will work my safety Appius is in the sand already up to th' chin and shal I hazard landing on that shelf Hee 's a wise friend that first 〈◊〉 himself Opius What is your course of 〈◊〉 Advoc. Marry this 〈◊〉 Virginius with his Troops is entering Rome and it is like that in the market place my L. Icilius and himself shall meet Now to encounter these two such great Armies where lies my Court of Guard Senat. Why in your heels There are strange dogs uncoupled Adv. You are deceiv'd I have studied a most eloquent Oration that shall applaud their fortune and distaste the cruelty of Appius Senat. Very good Sir It seems then you will rail upon your Lord your late good Benefactor Adv. By the way Sir Senat. Protest Virginia was no bond-woman and read her noble Pedigree Adv. By the way Sir Opius Could you not by the way too find occasion to beg Lord Appius Lands Adv. And by the way perchance I will For I will gull them all most palbably Opius Indeed you have the Art of flattery Adv. Of Rhetorick you would say And I 'l begin my smooth Oration thus Most learned Captains Senat. Fie fie that 's horrible most of your Captains are utterly unlearned Adv. Yet I assure you most of them know Arithmatick so well that in a Muster to preserve dead payes they I make twelve stand for twenty Opius Very good Adv. Then I proceed I do applaud your fortunes and commend in this your observation noble shake-rags The Helmet shall no more harbour the spider but it shall serve to carowse Sack and Sider The rest within I 'l study Opius Farewel Proteus and I shall wish thy eloquent bravado may shâ—…ild thee from the whip and Eastinado now in this furious tempest let us glide with foulded sails at pleasure of the Tyde Enter Icilius Horatio Valerius Numitorius at oâ—… door with Souldiers Virginius Minutius and others at the other doore Icil. Stand. Virg. Make a stand Winâ—… Icil. A pâ—…rly with Virginius Minut. We wil not trust our General 'twixt the Armies but upon terms of hostage Numit. Well advised Nor we our General who for the leaguer Minut. Our selfe Minutius and Numitorius meet embrace salute the Generals Virg. Who for the City Icil. Numitorius Numit. How is it with your sorrow noble brother Virg. I am forsaken of the gods old man Numit. Preach not that wretched doctrine to your self It wil beget despaire Virg. What doe you call a burning Feaver Is not that a divel It shakes me like an earthquake Wilt a wilt a give me some Wine Numit. O it is hurtful for you Virg. Why
so are all things that the appetite of man doth covet in his perfect'st health what ever Art or Nature have invented to make the boundlesse wish of man contented Are all his poison Give me the Wine there When Do you grudge me a poor cup of drink Say Say Now by the gods I 'll leave enough behind me to pay my debts and for the rest no matter who scrambles for 't Numit. Here my noble brother I Alas your hand shakes I will guide it to you Virg. 'T is true it trembles Welcome thou just palsie 't were pity this should doe me longer service now it hath slain my daughter So I thank you now I have lost all comforts in the world it seems I must a little longer live bee 't but to serve my belly Minut. O my Lord this violent Feaver took him late last night since when the cruelty of the disease hath drawn him into sundry passions beyond his wonted temper Icil. 'T is the gods have powred their Justice on him Virg. You are sadly met my Lord. Icil. Would we had met in a cold grave together two months since I should not then have curst you Virg. Ha! What 's that Icil. Old man thou hast shewed thy self a noble Roman but an unnatural Father thou hast turned my Bridal to a Funeral What divel did arme thy fury with the Lions paw the Dragons taile with the Bulls double horne the Cormorants beak the Cockatrices eyes the Scorpions teeth and all these by a father to be imployed upon his innocent child Virg. Young man I love thy true description I am happy now that one beside my selfe doth teach me for this act Yet were I pleased I cou'd approve the deed most Just and noble and sure posterity which truely renders to each man his desert shal praise me for 't Icil. Come 't was unnatural and damnable Virg. You need not interrupt me Here 's a fury wil doe it for you You are a Roman Knight What was your oath when you receiv'd your Knighthood a parcel of it is as I rememember rather to die with honour then to live in servitude Had my poor girle been ravish'd in her dishonour and in my sad griefe your love and pity quickly had ta'ne end Great mens misfortunes thus have ever stood they touch none neerly but their neerest blood What do you meane to do It seems my Lord now you have caught the sword within your hand like a madman you 'le draw it to offend those that best love you and perhaps the counsel of some loose unthrifts and vile male contents hearten you to 't goe to take your course my faction shal not give the least advantage to murtherers to banquerouts or theeves to fleece the common Wealth Icil. Do you term us so Shal I reprove your rage or is' t your malice He that would tame a Lion doth not use the goad or wierd whip but a sweet voice a fearful stroaking and with food in hand must ply his wanton hunger Virg Want of sleep wil do it better then all these my Lord. I would not have you wake for others ruine lest you turn mad with watching Icil. O you gods You are now a General learn to know your place and use your noble calling modestly Better had Appius been an upright Judg and yet an evil man then honest man and yet a dissolute Judg for all disgrace lights lesse upon the person then the place You are i' th' City now where if you raise but the least uproare even your Fathers house shal not be free from ransack Piteous fires that chance in Towrs of stone are not so feared as those that light in Flax shops for there 's food for eminent ruin Minut. O my noble Lord Let not your passion bring a fatal end to such a good beginning All the world shal honour that deed in him which first grew to a reconcilement Icil. Come my Lord I love your friendship yes in sooth I do but wil not seale it with that bloody hand Joine we our armies No phantastick copy or borrowed President wil I assume in my revenge There 's hope yet you may live to outwear this sorrow Virg. O Impossible A minutes joy to me would quite crosse nature as those that long have dwelt in noisome rooms swoun presently if they but scent perfumes Icil. to th' Senate Come no more of this sad tale for such a tel-tale may we term our grief and doth as 't were so listen to her own words Envious of others sleep because shee wakes I ever would converse with a griev'd person in a longe journey to beguile the day or winter evening to passe time away March on and let proud Appius in our view like a tree rotted fall that way he grew Enter Appius and Marcus Clodius in prison fettâ—…red and gyved App. The world is chang'd now All damnations seize on the Hydra headed multitude that only gape for innovation O who would trust a people Clod. Nay who would not rather then one rear'd on a popular suffrage whose station 's built on Avees and Applause There 's no firm structure on these airy Bases O fie upon such Greatness App. The same â—…ands that yesterday to hear me conscionate and Orarorize rung shril Plaudits forth in sign of grace now in contempt and scorn hurry me to this place of darkness Clod. Could not their poisons rather spend themselves on th' Judges folly but must it needs stretch to me his servant and sweep me along Curse on the inconstant rabble App. Grieves it thee to impart my sad disaster Clod. Marry doth it App. Thou shared'st a fortune with me in my Greatness I haâ—…'d thee after when I climb my State and shrink'st thou at my ruine Clod. I loved your Greatness and would have trac'd you in the golden path of sweet promotion but this your decline sowrs all these hoped sweets App. 'T is the world right Such gratitude a great man still shall have that trusts unto a temporizing slave Clod. Slave Good Which of us two in our dejection is basest I am most sure your loathsome dungeon is as dark as mine your conscience for a thousand sentences wrongly denounc'd much more opprest then mine then which is the most slave App. O double baseness to hear a drudg thus with his Lord compare Great men disgrac'd slaves to their servants are Enter Virginius Icilius Minutius Numitoriut Horatio Valerius Opius with souldiers Virg. Souldiers keep a strong guard whilst we survey our sentenc'd prisoners And from this deep dungeon keep off that great concourse whose violent hands would ruine this stone building and drag hence this impious Judg peice meal to tear his limbs before the Law convince him Icil. See these Monsters whose fronts the fair Virginias innocent blood hath visarded with such black ugliness that they are loathsome to all good mens souls Speak damn'd Judg how canst thou purge thy self from Lust and blood App. I do confess my self guilty of both yet