hold my Lord you will undo your self Asd No Madam no this Provocation Defends him from me I 'l forbear him now Because I will not shew private Revenge Hiar. Oh! Gen'rous Gis What a brave Spirit is here Bat. I have been much mistaken in this Lord. El. There appears something very great in him Aside Had he been always thus I shou'd have lov'd him Asd Dear Fellow Citizens I am accus'd Of Cruelty Revenge and Treachery I ought to clear my self of all these Vices Before I enter on Authority Then how revengeful I am pray observe My Lord Hamilcar has been long and yet Continues my most cruel Enemy I have consider'd Sirs and do believe The Publick may be safe in honest hands Tho' my Lord lives therefore I beg his Life Gis Here is a noble temper Asd More to engage you to bestow his Life I 'll wrap my Life in his and with your leave I 'll wed his beautiful and virtuous Daughter El. Ha! Are you thereabout Aside Ham. You ask the Peoples leave to wed my Daughter Sure I 've most Title to dispose my Child I 'll ne're give my consent if she gives hers May she be punish'd as she does deserve Asd My Lord my Lord you shew so bad a heart The Publick is not safe while you 'r alive Madam once more I beg you retire Attend the Lady hence El. Oh! hold my Lord Asd What wou'd you have me do El. I know not what Asd You see your Father will not save himself But Madam you may save him if you please El. I must consent or he will rack my Father Aside Well Sir I yield Asd To be my Wife El. I do Asd Then I am happy and your Father safe Ham. Daughter be gone I charge you El. And leave you to the Rack Aside Ham. You are a Rack Your shameful Falshood to the gallant Spartan Tortures me more than any Rack can do Whilst he 's defending us we betray him El. I 'll to this Traytor give nothing o' mine Aside Except this Dagger this shall to his heart Shews a Daggor Even at the Altar Ham. Oh! 't will be foul Play You 'll stab your Honour and Integrity 'T were better both of us shou'd lose our Lives El. My Lord I had much rather grieve your heart Than let Racks tear it out I will proceed My Lord I 'm yours To Asd Asd My Dear Embraces her Bat. There goes the Game Now I know where to make my Court I 'll get some fine Pendants for her I think I have gold Tweezers in my Pocket Aside Hiar. Oh! Blessing on you Madam you make the Prince a happy Man Gis Oh! pretty Creature what sweet work will be here to night between ' em I sha'nt sleep for thinking of it Well much good may do you both in good Faith and Troth I wish it with all my heart Asd Gisgon Will you assist this pleasant work Gis Assist it Sir Ay Sir with all my Soul What part shall I have in it Sir Asd Prepare A Bridal Entertainment and my Bed Gis With all my heart Shâ—â—â— Enter a Gentleman Gen. Sir y' are undone here 's Regulus in Town Asd Here 's Villany Hiar. What is the Town deliver'd up to him Gen. No Sir he 's taken Prisoner by the Spartan General assisted by the Roman Tribune who was at the Lord Hamilcar's house to day and came thither for the great design they have now brought about Now Sir your own Friends the common People join with your Enemies against you and threaten to tear you i' pieces for abusing ' em Enter Xantippus and the Spartans they seize Asdrubal Hiarbas Gisgon Xan. Secure 'em all my Love Runs to El. El. My Lord El. runs to Xan. Asd Right Woman El. Oh! you are come in season to preserve My Honour and my most dear Father's life Xan. I have heard all I 'm told Lord Asdrubal You have prepar'd a Bridal Entertainment Pray will you lend it me Asd With all my heart I 'll ne're refuse my Enemy any thing May help him to a Wife and a false Wife El. My Lord I had prepar'd A scurvy Bridal Entertainment for you 'T was this my Lord Shews her Dagger Asd Madam y 'ave not deceiv'd me You had deceiv'd me if you had been faithful For from a Woman no Man looks for Faith Aside Asd I fear I 'm lost Exit Hiar. I thought Ham. Can you read Books without a light Hiar. No. Ham. Yet you 'd read our Councels i' th' dark And know without doors what we do within To Prison with the Priest and Gisgon too Gis I 'm a dead Coxcomb I 'm troubled for my honourable Family Ex. Bat. I wish your Honour Joy with all my heart To Ham. And your Excellence and your Ladyship I am so glad o' this turn Ham. Why what shall you get by 't Bat. The satisfaction to see honest Gentlemen in power and Knaves punish'd Ham. Well said you shall get something by this turn I 'll give you a Lift. Bat. I humbly thank your Honour You were always my good Friend Ham. I 'll help you to a hanging Bat. To a hanging Ham. Yes yo 've traffiqu'd with the Romans And sold 'em Arms. Bat. Oh! I 'm hang'd I 'm hang'd Ex. Ham. Now Sirs I hope you will learn modesty To the People And no more censure things above your reach We do not know the mysteries of your Trades Because we never were instructed in ' em Pray who taught you the mysteries o' State What strange conceits Men have of governing Men must serve Years to know a Handicraft Yet all pretend to skill in Government By natural light and instinct as Birds build Men will pretend to 't who want common Sense Yet are not laugh'd at neither every Man Willingly lets the Frolick go about So he has leave to take it in his turn Ex. Rabble Now my brave Friend To Xan. Xan. My Lord you 'll lose your words I can hear nothing but Elisa's voice El. My Joy's too great for words Xan. And mine for thoughts El. Alas what makes me weep Ham. Excess of Joy Which I am pleas'd to see Well General Where left you Regulus Xan. I know not where I saw Elisa and Joy hurried me Out o' my Wits I think to meet her Arms. Ham. Oh! now I see him in yon gaping Throng Well I 'll conduct him to the Senate House Xan. Do what you please but do not trouble Love Oh! it is new a busie time with me And in the sweetest best affair in Love For Heav'ns sake release me now to love Ham. I will I will then go together go Xan. My Dear El. My Heart Xan. My Soul more than my Soul Ex. Xan. El. embracing Enter Regulus as a Prisoner guarded followed by the Rabble Ham. Here comes the glorious tho' unhappy Man Most noble Consul Reg. Do you mock me Sir Ham. The Gods forbid Reg. I 'm Consul now no more Ham. You may be Sir you have at your dispose
The destinies of Carthage and of Rome Shall I attend you to the Senate house Reg. Whither you please to death if you think good Ham. With how much greatness he o're-looks his Fate Ex. Omn. SCENE the Roman Camp Enter Metellus Lepidus Met. The Consul 's lost dreadful reverse o' Fate It overturns my Reason makes me doubt If Vertue ought to have regard from Men Since it has none from Heaven Lep. What will become Of his poor Children he has left at Rome And your fair Daughter here Met. I dare not think Lep. I have charg'd all to hide the News from her Met. Oh! she will quickly find it in our Looks And universal Consternation Oh! Gods how will her Sorrows pierce my heart But those of Rome will give me deeper wounds Lep. See Sir your Daughter comes retire with speed Or your confusion will discover all Met. Too late but if I can I 'll rule my self Lep. goes off weeping Enter Fulvia and her Women Ful. Oh! Sir what means this terror in your Camp Some unseen mischief like a Pestilence Strikes your Men pale and mute their only Proofs Of breath are Sighs but words I can have none Oh! something with the Consul is amiss Where is he Sir Met. Do not retard me now Ful. Oh! do you shun me too he 's kill'd he 's kill'd Met. He lives let that suffice Ful. Then why de' e shake And look so sad Oh! he is near his death Wounded to death Met. Not so he is in health Ful. Oh! let me see him then Met. In fitting time But Rome must be serv'd first in her Affairs He 's now engag'd longer I cannot stay Follow me not nor be inquisitive Ful. Stay Sir I humbly beg Met. What wou'dst thou say Be quick for I 've much business to dispatch Ful. Sir I fought near the Consul as I cou'd But crowds of Enemies and clouds of dust Soon took him from my sight and since that time I 've heard no news of him All is not well You hide some dreadful Secret in your Breast Because y' are fearful it shou'd do me harm You wou'd have all the Sorrows to your self I thank you for your generous tender Love But am I worthy of his Love and yours If I 'm no more than other Women are If ill has hapned to the Man I love I 'll grieve but shew my grief some noble way I 'll not be pitied for my womanish tears But do some glorious thing in his revenge Shall make us all be envied Met. Nobly spoke I 'll trust thy courage know he is surpriz'd And led to Town a Captive Ful. Horror horror Met. Is this your promis'd bravery Ful. Did I say I wou'd not grieve yes Sir I ought to grieve But every tear I shed and pang I feel I 'll put to the account of cursed Carthage Now I consider I may spare my tears This mercenary Town much prizes Gold For this we need but make our treasure weep Met. No I 'm afraid they 'll prize him above Gold But shortly we will free him with our Swords Though by strange Fate he 's fallen into their hands We have not with the Consul lost the day No their great purchase they have dearly bought Some hundreds of brave Spartans are cut off I do not find our Army much impair'd And shortly we expect two Legions more The Wind is fair I 'll see if they be come Ex. Ful. So now my sinking heart is rais'd again Yet the brave Captive shall enslave the Town We 're here a Conqueror's I a Bridal Crown And we 'll make burning Carthage when we wed Our Nuptial Flame and light us both to Bed ACT IV. SCENE Carthage A Room in Hamilcars House Enter Xantippus and Elisa Xan. DArling of Heaven t is to you to you Carthage owes all the Fortune of this day The Gods wou'd ne're ha' ruin'd Regulus To preserve Carthage had not you been here Eli. If Heaven loves me it is for loving you Oh! fie I shew my self too fond I spoil you With how much cruelty you tore your self Away from me when I was all in tears I shed for you yet you cou'd laugh at me I 'll manage Love as all wise women do The best and finest shall not come abroad But on great solemn times to make a shew Mean while you shall have course and homespun love I swear I will not give you a good look This Xan. This how long come say it if you dare Eli. I will not say how long because I 'l cross you Han. You will not say 't lest you should cross your self Eli. Well 't is in vain to hide my love from you It is too great for any covering I 'l trust thee generously with my heart Xan. Now thou appear'st in thy own beautious form All kind and sweet I knew 't wou'd soon be so For Nature always is too hard for Art Do not believe my heart barren of Love If thou perceiv'st in me a dearth of words That I abound not in professions We Spartans weed from talk superfluous words Let time declare how I will use thy heart Eli. I doubt this pleasure is too great to last A shout within Enter a Gentleman Xan. How now what new disturbance in the Town Gen. My Lord your glorious Captive Regulus Is sent in Fetters to the Dungeon And the rude Rabble triumph over him Xan. How came this Climate Love to produce you Since 't is as opposite to Excellence As others are to Poyson I confess Valour and Wit here is those noble Fires Your damps of Luxury have not yet choak'd But as they 'r us'd 't were to be wish'd they had Wit here is all imploy'd in knavish Craft The valiant glory in oppression Give speedy orders to the Guard from me The Consul to the Senate be return'd I 'll hasten thither and if possible Prevail with 'em better to treat themselves If not he 's mine and I will force him from ' em El. Just as I thought you must be gone again 'T is a sad thing to be a Soldiers wife One has but half a Husband of a Soldier Wars and Campaigns have half of him and more And Wounds have a large share of t'other half And yet this noble parcel of a man Is better than a wanton soft Gallant Who is no man but makes Summer Campaigns In Gardens Groves at Springs or Bowling-greens Or with a Whore as much a man as he But go I 'm pleas'd thou shou'dst do gallant things Because in all thy glory I have share Xan. That 's like a Spartans wife for she prefers Her Husbands honour far above his life Weeps if his Bucklers lost though he be safe But she rejoyces though he be brought home Dead on his Buckler and the greater Love She had for him the greater is her joy El. Now I believe that joy is not sincere Widows I find are artful every where In Sparta for their poor departed Dears Joy they Dissemble and in Carthage
for you And your stay here reprieves your Murderers We will release you to release our selves To our just vengeance Reg. Now I know you all I was afraid I had lost all my Friends That Punick air breath'd Punick souls in you And that you slighted Faith which I believe No Roman does except a Roman Priest Mourn not for me for that implys I 'm fallen Rather calamity falls under me Applaud my happy fortunes for I go In triumph to a higher Capitol And more magnificent than that in Rome One in the Heavens where living Jove resides True I must first put off my flesh by death But that I with as small concern can do As men do Sandals at a Temple gate Now Friends farewel thank you for all your Love And when I am in Carthage storm the Town Ex. Lep. Army Now Sir thank you for an immortal life For you have open'd me the way to it And at no small expences to your heart Oh! Fulvia there 's my last great agony Met. Sir I have eas'd you of some part of it I met her flying t' ee and stopp'd her way But might have spar'd the labor for alas Her sorrow often flung her dead on earth I left her senceless in her womens arms You may escape her now Oh! no! she comes Comes like a Torrent there 's no stopping her Reg. Nay then what sufferings have I to bear I fear my strength and dare not meet her Eyes Enter Fulvia Ful. Oh! Consul Consul what have you decreed Met. Daughter away Ful. I cannot cannot Sir Pray pardon me I 'm not in my own power Oh! Consul will y' abandon all your friends For Slavery and Death tormenting Death Met. He 's bound by Oath Ful. Was he not so to me And by a Thousand Oaths he had no right To give himself away without my leave He 's true to Murderers and false to me Reg. Dear Fulvia calm your self and use your reason You 'll find I 've acted as became a Man Who durst pretend to such a heart as yours Should such a Man betray the Rights of Rome To save his life Ful. Your death will ruine Rome And me and all the World Reg. No Fulvia By dying I preserve the Rights of Rome Advance her Glory and mine and therefore yours Now Rome will be my lofty Monument 'T will stand upon my Tomb where I shall rest In a Bed fit for him whom Fulvia loves Ful. Where shall I rest when Regulus is dead You take no care for me Reg Will you not rest In my repose can our united hearts Have any joys or griefs both do not feel Ful. I do not know your heart but I believe Your griefs afflict me more than they do you Reg. Too much too much More than a Slave as I am can deserve Ful. You are my Lord more dear if possible To me than ever by your fall my heart Is greatly bruis'd and tend'rer than before More sensible of Sorrow and of Love Then pity me for my sake go with me Reg. I dare not do 't because I love you more Than to permit your sorrow to deceive you You seek to take with you a Slave a Coward A Thief a Murderer all this I must be If I return not I shall break my Oath To steal my Freedom from the gallant Spartan Who trusted me and if I break my trust I expose him to all my Sufferings And perhaps prove his bloody Murderer Would you have such a Villain as this with you Ful. Oh! these are arts to hide your want of Love You love me not ne're lov'd you have deceived me Met. Now Daughter you are too importunate Ful. Oh! by my Love I know he does not love I for no Joy on Earth could part with him He flies from me to Torments and the Grave Met. No no to Justice Piety Renown Ful He is unjust I have a right in him I never did I never will renounce To take himself from me is Robbery And cruel Murder it will be my death And this he knows but he regards not me He can be tender of his Enemies And not of me Reg. Oh! Madam say not so Ful. Go go to Carthage let her have her right And I 'll have mine I 've title to partake whate're is yours It seems Chains Misery and Death are yours And all the forrune you have left your self Well I 'll to Carthage wi' you and have my share Reg. To Carthage Ful. Do you think I dare not do 't Yes valiant Consul I in some respects In resolution will transcend even you You are divine above all sence of ill I 'm a weak Woman I have tender sence I can feel torments yet I 'll rush upon ' em Reg. Sweet Fulvia hear me Ful. Oh! I love too much To hear and see you would I lov'd it less My misery and misfortune would be less Would I had never lent an Ear to you Yet you would now be heard What should I hear Bloody Decrees against yourself and me Oh! I have heard too much too much o' them And why should you expect I should hear you You regard not my Love my Tears my Blood Met. Hold Fulvia hold you harm a dying Friend Who dyes for you and me and for all Rome Why say you Misery is all the fortune Of this great Man is Glory of no price Are you a Roman and want sence of glory All Ages will adore this wondrous Man Whom you wrong heavily See see I swear Sh' as wrung Tears from him now but that I know What thou hast said proceeds from raving Love For this great Sacriledge I 'd strike thee dead Reg. Oh! Sir you now commit the cruelty You charge her with you wound a wounded heart I know her heart is bleeding now for me And what she says comes from her pain not her She is most kind in what she seems unkind Ful. Inndeed I am and though your Love were lost Reg. Oh say it not Ful. I do not think it is But if it were yet I must love you still Nay in calm thoughts adore you and believe You are too excellent that 's all your fault And my misfortune was I lov'd too high Met. Now Daughter you judge well and do him right Ful. Oh! 't was my madness wrong'd him and not I. Reg. I know 't sweet Fulvia and can I be false To so much love before I knew you lov'd I lov'd you so that you were my chief aim In seeking Glory I sought chiefly you I fought for you and now I dye for you By glorious Death more to deserve your Love And therefore be more lov'd for if I dye To keep my Faith with mortal Enemies Oh! think how firm my heart must be to you But shou'd I poorly live by breach of faith I should for ever lose you in both worlds You 'd shun me here with scorn and after death I for my Perjury shou'd shine in shades While you wou'd shine in Heaven there is a
I hope will get all your desires Exit Gis Here 's a Prince Hiar. Thank the Gods for giving you such a man Gisg Look if they huzza huzza for shame huzza Ex. shouting Bat This Prince Asdrubal has some great design in his head or he would never take all this trouble upon him It is for some extraordinary Pleasure I fancy 't is for a Crown and if he gets it he 'll to pleasure again We Men of business shall have the management of all things but his Women He will keep Generals to be beaten for him and such Men as I to be hang'd for him He 'll commit Faults in his own Person and think to be hang'd in ours But he is mistaken for when we have got the Money and impoverish'd him we shall be honored for being rich Cheats and he 'll be despised and punished for being cheated No man forgives Poverty or Folly SCENE Hamilcars House Enter Hamilcar and a Gentleman Ham. Where is the Spartan General Gen. Gone to view The new Recruits encamp'd before the Town But he 's return'd I see him come this way Exit Enter Xantippus Ham. Oh welcome brave Protector of our State What News out o' the Feild I need not ask I see a mournful paleness on your cheek Xant There is a burning Face you do not mind The Face of Heav'n scorch'd with your flaming Towns The great victorious Roman Reguâ—us Is not content to take your Seas and Lands He also means to conquer all your Skys Look out you 'll see him scaling Heav'n by fire Ham. What need he he 's already Master there Since his bold landing here no happy Star Has corresponded with our falling State As if he barr'd up all the Roads above As he does those of our lost Provinces Xant Would he could bar up all the Roads of Hell That Hell might have no correspondence here Ham. Ay that commerce has brought our Commonwealth From a stupendious height of Power and Wealth To be a Beggar and a public Charge Depending on our Neighbours Charity Had not you brought your Spartans to our aid We must ha' sunk and we are so corrupt I think it is a sin to buoy us up And destroy men who ought to be ador'd To preserve men who ought to be destroy'd The meanest Roman seems the Son of Jove And mighty Regulus seems Jove himself Xan. Well we must make a speedy desperate push Or else between the glorious Regulus And corrupt Asdrubal we shall be crush'd Asdrubal gets the ground we lose in Town And Regulus our Provinces abroad And this good man our honest careful spy Tells me the Romans look the next fair wind Shou'd land 'em here at least two Legions more Spy My Lord they are expected every hour Ham. Then we can soon determine what to do If they are now too great a weight for us What will they be when they have this supply Xan. 'T is true therefore to day I 'll to the Scale And I have hope for I perceive of late In my brave Enemy some levity He 's wanton with success and plays with you As if he were asham'd of being grave In such a trifling thing as fighting me I hope to make good use of this to day Mean while my Lord pray make this Town your care Your Province is as dangerous as mine For you must deal with treacherous Enemies Ham. My Lord I 'll take what Post you please to give me For our Republick ay and Nature too Have made you my superior Xan. How my Lord Are not you Father of my fair Elisa And in her love the maker of my Fortunes And shortly you will be my Father too Oh! what a noble Friend y 'ave been to me To oblige me you have expos'd your life I was so bold for your fair Daughters love To Rival Asdrubal a mighty Prince And you as bold gave me the preference And by that means have brought his rage upon you How brave is this and oh how generous For I 'm a Subject to the Spartan State Where Kings are poor and he 's a Prince in Carthage Where Subjects have more Riches than some Kings But see the lovely Elisa comes this way Have I your leave to talk with her a while Ham. You need not ask it she 's more yours than mine For I have given you all my right in her And now retire to give you liberty Exit Spy Your Lordship has no more commands for me Xan. Only to hide with care from every man That I employ you to the Roman Camp For if the factious men shou'd come to know They 'd put a false malicious sense upon 't And from it work much mischief Spy I 'll conceal it Exit Enter Elisa and her Woman El. Oh! here 's my Lord. Xan. My Love thou tremblest Dear El. Have I not cause All Carthage has been shaken with the shouts Of the vast Crouds that follow Asdrubal They say he will be King well if he be I 'll be a Ghost he hunts me eagerly But I abhor him I had rather be The ashes of your Wife in a cold Urn Than in Golden Bed his living Queen Xan. Oh! my kind Love how shall I answer thee We Spartans shun all lux'ry even in words We plainly dress our bodies and our thoughts I can but say I love El. And that 's enough They who buy Plate by weight regard the Mettal And not the Art about it words receive A higher price from truth than art or wit I know thou lov'st me for thou hast for me Despis'd a hundred shining beauties here Who languish for thee Xan. Thou hast shunn'd for me Not only wealthy Youth but Wealth it self I have no Gold nay more I must have none Our Sparta abhors riches as a Pest We will not suffer the least Symptom there Of Wealth or Luxury to shew it self I dare no more shew fair Elisa's breast Cover'd with Rubies than infectious heats Nor her white slender Fingers hid in Rings Than with foul Tumors Finery we loath And think the breaking out of a rank mind Yet thou art willing Dear to go with me And leave thy Robes and Jewels El. What are those The Liveries we Slaves to Fashions wear Alas I have not seen 'em many a day Since I 've seen thee I have seen nothing else My eyes and thoughts have all been upon thee Xant My Dear yet we in Sparta are not poor There 's no one there without a great Estate For every one owns the whole Commonwealth Which must provide him ev'ry thing he wants The Law takes measure of us all for Cloaths Diets us all and in the sight of all To keep us from all private Leagues with Wealth There every Town seems but one Family Where all attir'd alike and modestly Do at one common Table eat plain Food El. Why say you Sparta forbids Luxury You live in all the Luxury of Heaven Love Peace and Vertue are the Joys of Gods Xan. Indeed we ha' not much
domestic strife We measure all things equally to all So none like Billows rise to make a Storm Even Priests and Lawyers live in quiet there El. Have you no Titles and Distinctions there Xan. Only what Merit makes we mind not Blood Nor a vain Title floating on that Stream Only great Actions there beget great Sounds Your high-sprung Blood in Sparta will be lost I mean all your Precedencies of Birth You must give place to aged Matrons there Whose greatest Riches are their silver Hairs El. Let me have the Precedence in your Heart And let who will take all the World beside Xan. Oh! we shall be luxurious in Love But that will be no breach of Spartan Laws El. Well when shall we enjoy this happy Life And leave our Carthaginian Prison here So the victorious Romans make this Town Xan. I do not know I 'll try my Fate this day This day shall be the last deciding Battle I 'll be a Conqueror a Slave or Ghost Elis A Ghost a damp evapo'rates from the word Which sickens me to death Xan. Ha! ha ha El. D' ye laugh at me Xan. My Dear thou put'st me in mind of Novices Who when they first meet danger duck at Arrows But when their maid'nly terrors are all o'er Laugh at themselves as thou wilt do in time El. Sure when your life 's expos'd I shall not laugh Xan. A Soldiers life lies wholly in his honour And that lives best in danger If thou hear'st My honour 's lost shed pitying tears for me And think thou art a widow though I live But if my honour lives though I am kill'd Triumph and shed no tears but those of Joy For that 's the manner of a Spartan Wife And so farewell El. Thou shalt not go Xan. Away He rushes out El. Then can you cast me off Oh! cruel man Lead lead me to my bed and bind my hands Or I shall do some violence to my self Shall I be thus when I am married I do not find all Soldiers wives are thus Marriage perhaps may teach me wit and I May learn to let my Husband fight and dye Exit ACT II. SCENE Continues Enter Spy and Batto at several Doors Bat. OH how dost thou do when wast thou with our Chapmen the Romans Spy I just came from ' em Bat. How went off our Commodities Spy Our Swords went off but dully there having not been a Battle a good while they ha' not lost many Swords But they have shot away a abundance of Arrows against the Town and were in great want of Arrows So they gave us any thing for our Arrows Bat. That 's well Spy We are a couple o' pure Rogues We sell Arms to the Romans to cut the Throats of our own Countrymen the Carthaginians Bat. Ay but we sell our Arms so dear we cut the Throats o' the Romans too What News of Italian Wine Could you meet with a Bargain Spy A rare Bargain You must know Regulus is a severe man he won't suffer any man in his Army to drink VVine unless he be sick So Sir there came the other day a Ship from Italy loaden with VVine and thought to come to a great Market here because all the Vineyards here are cut down and spoil'd E'gad Regulus having Wine enough to serve sick men on occasion would not suffer a drop of it to be sold to his Army so I bought it for a Song Bat. That 's well it comes in rare season Wine is very scarce among us and our Countrymen will have Wine Drunkenness is an honorable Quality amongst us VVine they will have and have no stoppage of VVine here give my Trade the Strangury In what Condition did you find the Roman Army Spy A very good one Bat I am glad of it Then the Blockade will continue and so Corn must rise 'T is true thanks be to the Gods there is a pretty good convenient Famine amongst us which makes Corn a good Commodity and I have a large stock But I 'll keep my Corn a while longer and make the best o' the Famine Spy Oh! you inhumane Rogue your Corn already grinds all the Town hast thou no Conscience Bat. I don't see any body has any Conscience after they come to years of Discretion Most People have it when they are young as they have the Small Pox but when they are once cured of it they are seldom troubled with it any more Spy If thou hast no regard to the Gods thou mayst have a little to the Commonwealth Bat. Hang the Commonwealth Does not every body cheat the Commonwealth as much as he can why should I be honest all alone by my self Spy Does your Priest of Hercules teach you no better Bat. He has no more Religion than myself Drinking has cup'd the humor out of him VVell is this all you have to say to me Spy No I have News for you worth a Talent every Syllable Bat. VVhat is' t what is' t Spy I 'll trust you with it for I know how to make my Pen'orths out of you If you be false to me I 'll get my own Pardon and hang you Apply your self to my Lord Hamilcar Bat. To him The People are ready to knock out his Brains and have set up Asdrubal Spy The People are Asses and meddle with that they do not understand State Affairs A Roman Tribune has engaged to put Regulus into the Spartan General 's hands 'T will be done to day and then the People will knock out Asdrubals Brains and set up Hamilcar Bat. Nay if the Romans begin to sell one another we 'll deal with ' em I 'll to my Lord Hamilcar presently but for fear this business should not succeed I 'll to my Lord Asdrubal too Spy VVell Sir remember I have you by the Neck If you get into business put me in or I 'le hang you Ex. SCENE Asdrubals Palace Enter Asdrubal Hiarbas Gisgon Gisg Oh! Sir how rarely your Highness dissembled to day Asd VVhat did I dissemble Gis Your desire to the Crown Asd Who told you I desire the Crown Gis Did you take all this trouble for a parcel of Fellows they call the Country You are of more worth than a Thousand such Countries I love a Court and Pomp and Gallantry I hate a Nation where the People are ador'd Hiar. Adore the People they are Antigods nothing they make but every thing they mar Asd They made too much in Carthage a great man is only Clay till they breath life in him Gis Oh! Sir I am glad to hear so much come from you we shall have more shortly I 'd feign see you a King great as the Persian King as absolute Head Hang Starve whom you will Ah that 's great that 's right Asd Would you like it Gis Ay! why not Sir You should never have my Head I warrant you Why should you I 'll do whatever you please Asd And would your Reverence like it too Hiar. I ha' more reason to like it than he has
very rich Reward Bat. Well I will serve his Highness That is if he succeeds I 'l stay till then Aside If he does not succeed I will inform The Senate and help them to hang up him If he gets all the Town into his power I 'l help him to be King and hang the Senate A Shout Asd See what 's the meaning of that Shout Enter Gentleman Gen. The Spartan General and Hamilcar have treated with Regulus about delivering the Town Asd Now the truth comes to light Gen. A Roman Tribune was privately convey'd under ground to Lord Hamilcar's house about that design The People have learnt the Story thousands are run to the Lord Hamilcar's house to pull it down thousands are come to your Palace to beg you to protect 'em against the Romans and Hamilcar both Hiar. Where 's the Spartan General Gen. Gone out o' Town to bring Regulus in The people have shut the Gates and are resolv'd to kill him if ever he comes near the walls Asd I 'l among the good people and serve ' em Ex. SCENE the Roman Camp Enter Fulvia and her Women a Song sung to her The SONG Ah me to many Death 's decreed My Love to War goes every day In every Wound of his I bleed I die the hour he goes away Yet I wou'd hate him shou'd he stay Ah me to many Death 's decreed By Love or War I hourly die If I see not my Love I bleed Yet when I have him in my Eye He kills me with excess of Joy Ful. Go bid the Musick cease I find it vain Dark thoughts of late have my mind their haunt I thought to lay th' ill Spirits by sweet Sounds But 't will not do who 's that Commander there Wom. Lepidus Madam Ful. Oh! a gallant Man And one I love because he loves the Consul Go call him hither I wou'd speak with him Enter Lepidus Good morning Lepidus what news to day Lep. Oh! Madam joyful News the gracious Gods Have stoop'd to be our Pioneers to night And undermin'd the Carthaginian Wall Thrown to the ground no little part of it We have an open passage into Town And we 'l accept the invitation The Consul will in person view the Breach Then order an Assault Ful. Oh! Lepidus I taste no Joy in this Lep. Good Madam why Ful. I am distemper'd with oppressing Fears Which deaden all delight to me I 've none Even in my lov'd my ador'd Regulus Lep. How none in Regulus Ful. None even in him My Sorrow comes from him Lep. What is his Fault Ful. He has no Fault from thence my Fears arise We always find Men have a check by death When they approach near Gods in excellence If they will be ador'd they must ascend And put off mortal Natures Had he Faults To moderate my Bliss and make it fit For humane Creature I shou'd have more hope But nothing mortal must presume to reach At perfect happiness the lot of Heaven Lep. You hunt out Griefs as they were hard to find And study Arts how to perplex your self Consider Madam how belov'd he seems By Fortune how she fondly clings to him Caresses him with strange extravagance At his first landing here she tore in two This Empire and gave him the fairest piece Now she has torn yon' Wall as she were mad To have him nearer faster in her Arms. And the truth is he has her now so fast She cannot if she wou'd break from him now Ful. I know his Fortunes are like his Deserts In great Excess but all Excess destroys Excessive Lustre like excessive Heat Frail Man bears not We very rarely find Men in intemp'rate Glories are long-liv'd Oh! he is near his end Lep. Nay this is strange Ful. I must lament his death before he dies For when he 's dead I shall run mad with grief And the dear Man will fall unmourn'd by me Lep. Misery deserves not sure this great Respect That you shou'd run to meet it e're it comes Ful. You make me mad have I more fear than you Or any in the Camp did not this Morn Spread Terrors through you all Lep. Then have you heard Ful. I cou'd hear Thunder sure Thunder which seem'd to burst the Firmament And I cou'd see the ruddy Face of Morn Turn'd o' the sudden black one wou'd ha' thought The Night had wheel'd about and strangled her Night ne're was clad in such thick woven Blacks As were of late spread like a Funeral Pall O're day as day were dead Lep. 'T was wonderful Ful. Why d' ye abuse me then and hide the truth As I were th' only Woman in your Camp The boldest of you all was turn'd this Morn To things like heartless Women at the least And by a Woman too by something less The shadow of a Woman I 've heard all Lep. I 'm sorry for 't Ful. Day turn'd away its Face That a dead Beauty boldly might appear In all the wretched nakedness of Death To the great Man to whom she once was fair The Consul Did not his late beautiful Chaste modest Wife the dead Apamin Appear to him this Morning in his Tent Ay and to you and many more great Officers Assembled there Lep. She did if we dreamt not Ful. Oh! you were far from such repose as sleep The Fantom whiter than the Shroud she wore Dissolv'd you all into a thin cold dew You lay all vanishing beneath her eye Which brightly shone thro' the dim mists of death She was the firmest substance of you all Bating the Consul he remain'd the same And was the only living person there Whom yet she seem'd to say with speaking looks She pitied much she pierc'd his eyes with hers As with their points she wou'd upon his Soul Engrave her pitying thoughts Lep. 'T was so indeed But they were much to blame who told you this And frightned you I wou'd no more ha' don 't Than thrown a poyson'd Dart into your breast Ful. VVhy should you hide from me what is my own I 've in this dismal story too much share More than my understanding can dispose 'T will make me mad Ah! may I lose my wits E're I lose him that I may have no sence VVhen the Blow comes Lep. VVhy do you think 't will come Ful. VVhat else should move the dead Apamia To bear the light which living beauties shun But to have him Oh! that 's her Errant here Lep. I 'll not presume to combat with your fear One will soon do it who can conquer it He conquers all things 't is your Regulus Your griefs and fears have reach'd his ear and heart And he will come to ease your soul and his Trumpets He 's come I see his Guards I see himself I sâ—â—â—our Father the Proconsul too Enter Regellus Metellus an Augur Reg. Most beautiful reward of all my Labors In whose kind Love I am before hand paid And overpaid for all my Sword can do Permit me to be careful of my Treasure And lodge you safely
to the Prince and People Gis Oh! Whore aside Lady So is that Reverend person too Asd And has the Priest been dabbling Lady Deeply Sir He has been at his Revelations His Commentaries Sir on your dark Text. Asd I 'll take him by the beard and wring his head off Hiar. Well Sir I did as I was bound in conscience I 'll not betray my Countries Liberty Asd No then thou 't not a Priest Lady Ah! foolish men they might have liv'd and dy'd With glory and have got a thousand Friends Hia They 'd ha' done us much good when we were hang'd Lady More good than infamous base life will do Now all will spit upon you I abhor you Who lately ador'd you and resolv'd to do The greatest things for you Gis What cou'd you do Bat. Oh! Madam can you do us any kindness Oh! if you can I will present your Honour I will give any thing for my head in reason Lady Hold thy tongue fool I think not of such fellows But for my Husband and his Reverence too I wou'd have done what had amaz'd the world If they had done as great men ought to do I 'd have convey'd 'em through the Town in pomp In spite of all the Senate Gis Through the Town Lady Yes when your glorious Martrydom was past I wou'd ha' crown'd you such Funerals Gis Pox o' your Funerals Hiar. Mind your own Funerals Vex not your head with ours Asd Oh! Madam bury 'em dead or alive Or the corrupted Rogues will breed a pest Lady I cannot serve his Reverence as I wou'd And he deserves but it is in my power To do my Husband justice I 'll right him Gis She 'l be the death of me I must retard her while I get my Pardon Aside I have consider'd on 't I would retract My confession and rather dye than live In all the shame I 've brought upon my self But I 'm afraid they 'l torture me to death Lady Oh! I've so much Power with the great men Be you a noble valiant Gentleman One I may own and love Dye like a Hero For this great high-born Prince I 'll undertake The State shall not torment a man I love Gis She is a whore to the whole Commonwealth Lady I 'll get you any kind of death you fancy And for his Reverence too if he desire it Hiar. I do not fancy any kind of death If you do Madam take your fill of it Poyson or hang your self and if you like it Come tell us so and Madam we 'll be hang'd Lady 'T is well great Sir I humbly take my leave With infinite concernment for your danger I wou'd ha' sacrificed my Husband for you With all my heart Asd I do believe it Madam Lady Or my own life Asd You much oblige me Madam Lady I take my leave in great confusion Gis She 'd have sacrific'd me Hiar. These women tamper here with State affairs And hang their Husbands I 'll be hang'd by no body I 'm Heavenly mettal and belong to Gods And I will keep their Plate from batterry Troth Batto I have done your business too I 've let the Councel know your villany Not only trade with Romans but conspire To set a King over the Commonwealth And take away our Liberties and Laws Bat. Oh! horrible did you not move me to 't Hiar. Only to try you I had heard of you I 'm watchman for the Public 't is my Office To have my Eye and Ear in every place And knock at every door When I mov'd you I knock'd and found a Knave within your bosom Bat. And so you 'd hang me Hiar. I 've endeavour'd it Bat. Well and I 've endeavour'd to hang you I 've let the Councel know your Villany Hiar. Ha! have you so Well see who shall have most credit Gis Nay none of us I think will have much credit Asd So so the Rogues are hanging one another If ever a turn comes I 'll hang you all Hiar. Let a turn come I fear not you or death For death will only change my vehicle Enter Keeper Keep My Lord here are some Senators from the Senate To speak with your Highness Asd To take my head I 'm lost Wait on 'em in Enter Senators 1. Sen. My Lord the Senate sends to beg your Highness To be Protector o' the Commonwealth Asd Protector Sir 1. Sen. The Spartan General Usurps upon the State he forc'd the Senate To release Regulus on his Parole The Common People think they are betray'd And have requir'd the Senate to free you And give you power that you may punish him Asd Sir I 'm unfit for Power these Gentlemen Have accus'd me of very horrid Treasons 2. Sen. They 'r not believ'd but look'd on as defamers And order'd to be kept in close confinement Gis Oh! brave oh brave Hiar. Oh! curse on evidencing Asd Now Rascals Keeper put these men in setters Now Noble Senators I 'll wait on you To my most honourable Lords the Senate Ex. SCENE the Roman Camp Enter on one side o' the Stage Metellus Lepidus and other Roman Commanders on the other side Regulus Met. Oh! Consul Reg. Brave Metellus brave friends all De' e weep nay then it seems you are subdued Met. Who ever saw such an amazing change Reg. Does it amaze you to see fortune change The wonder wou'd be greater shou'd she fix She takes my freedom to maintain her own Remove your Eye from fortune my dark part And fix it on my self who still remain Not only unconquer'd but invincible Yet o're victorious Carthage I 'll triumph Met. Oh! Sir then have you terms for liberty Reg. My liberty depends not on their will 'T is true the freedom of my body does But that is born a slave by nature bound To serve the mind a time prefixt by fate And then turn'd over to new bonds in death Of this poor vassal I take little care How free my mind is you shall soon perceive Met. I tremble for him Reg. Carthage to release This Body which can never be releas'd From vassallage to sufferings and death Asks the refunding all our Victories Lep. Agreed one Regulus is worth 'em all For he 'll regain 'em all Reg. You shall not give The smallest link out o' that golden Chain It setters Carthage now but if once broke Carthage may scape arise nay enslave Rome I come to rule your dangerous love to me Which I fear more than Carthaginian Racks For these can give me but some painful hours Which glory will allay and death will end But you wou'd torture me with lingring shame Got by a treacherous and cowardly peace Then as your Consul I command you all Give Carthage no more peace than this short truce Met. And what becomes o' you Reg. I must return Man Oh! joyful news Aside Lep. Sir you return to dye Reg. It may be so Lep. To a tormenting death Reg. It may be so my word and oath are past And nothing do I fear
like breach o' faith Met. A glorious man Aside Lep. Will you forsake your friends To perish by your barb'rous enemies Reg. I do not perish if my honour lives But if I stay shall not my body dye Then shall I lose the honour I can keep To preserve life which is not i' my power By keeping faith o're Carthage I triumph A Roman Ghost will triumph over her Not by short pomp which blazes but some hours My triumph shall go on from age to age While Rome shall stand which shall the longer stand For my example of unshaken Faith For what Foundation to a State like Faith Met. Sir I 'm the less amaz'd at what I hear For all your life has been with wonders fill'd But I have not so great a heart as yours I cannot let you go Lep. He shall not go I will bring all the Army to his feet Reg. Is' t possible I do command you stay Perform your duties both to Rome and me Let Rome have Carthage and leave me to Heaven Metellus why de' e wrong your self and me Your Spirit equals mine and for the World You wou'd not have me leave this glorious path Like Romans now receive my last adieus Lep. He shall not go his Troops shall stop his way Aside Now take your leaves Ex. Lep. Man Commanders Met. Oh! Sir what you resolve Has so much glory in 't I envy you But I must pity those whom you forsake My self your Children my poor Fulvia Reg. Metellus be assur'd those you have nam'd Are dear to me as they can be to you But Generals must discipline their thoughts The honor of the Gods and good of Rome Must first command next them I rank my friends These have o're me so great authority I 'm jealous o' my weakness and their power And dare not trust my self with seeing ' em I 'll ne're see Fulvia more Met. Not see her Sir Reg. Oh! no an enterview will raise our griefs To such a tumult 't will not become me To be seen in it I 'll serenely part And so retain my greatness to the last And this may less harm her Met. Oh! Sir she comes Reg. Then I must fly I cannot stay with her Ex. Enter Fulvia and her women Ful. The Consul Sir the Consul where is he A minutes absence more I cannot bear Met. Oh! my unruly griefs will betray all Aside Ful. You sigh nay more you strive to smother tears Met. No you mistake Ful. I do not Sir I see 't Met. Your fears impose on you Ful. Convince me of it And let me see the Consul Met. Wait awhile Ful. I perish then Met. Y' are rash command your self Ful. I cannot do it Met. You must he 's busied now in a great work The greatest that was e're design'd by Man Ful. Oh! what and where Met. Be not inquisitive Fulv. Oh! why Sir why shall I not have a share In all his Fortunes Met. Ay too much poor Girl aside Let it suffice to know his aims are now Above what mortal Man ever attain'd And he will reach his aims now seek no more Exit Ful. I must I must enquire I cannot rest This is all darkness and confusion Enter Lepidus Lep. Oh! Madam Madam save the Consul's Life Ful. Now the dire Mystery begins t' unvail I 'm dying speak whilst I have Life to hear Lep. He cannot make an honorable peace So he is only come to command war Now to keep faith with faithless enemies Returns to dye Ful. Y 'ave struck me to the heart Lep. Fly Madam or you 'll never see him more His Army at the present bar his way But all their force will without you be vain Ful. My reason sence and life before me fly The Consul will enjoy his cruel wish Nothing of mine will ever reach him more Unless my shreiks cut through the wounded air Or Winds hurl to him my torn scatter'd hair ACT V. SCENE Continues Regulus appears beset by Lepidus an Augur all the Army who in suppliant Postures surround him Reg. WHO has betraid me thus and brought my Troops To besiege me Lep. Sir I confess 't was I. Reg. Y' are grateful Lepidus I advanced you To honor you 'd sink me to the lowest shame Make me appear a Coward and be forsworn Lep. Well Sir we have not sworn you shall return We are not perjur'd if we hinder you Reg. Yes but you are y' are sworn to obey me Lep. We may oppose you without Perjury If you destroy your self Reg. I save myself When I am false I 'm Regulus no more But a foul Spectre which in little time You 'll hate and loath whatever you think now Lep. Sir this perhaps might force you from our hands If y' only went to die for then you went To the good Gods you go to Furies now Who will torment you Reg. Not beyond my strength I 've got this profit by calamity That I have learnt to bear calamity I never did believe it was an evil But now I do not think it troublesome Misery by use into our nature grows I by enduring pains will torture them And burn them with their own infernal rage Lep. But Sir you 'll also torture your dear Friends We dare not let you go Reg. How shall I scape Enter Metellus But the Proconsul comes he 'll do me right Sir set me free from my distracted Friends Who would take from me more than Carthage can My Honor Innocence and their own Love For will they love me when I 'm infamous Met. Sir something so divine appears in you I prostrate even my reason to your will Sir if you wou'd resolve to stay with us No earthly power shall take you from our hands But if you will return I offer up My self my Child as Victims to your will For be assur'd we perish Sir with you Reg. I perish if I stay then set me free Met. I 'll do you then this dismal service Sir If I am able but I doubt it much I hardly can believe the Legions Which oppose your commands will obey mine Reg. I 've thought upon a way a word give out Carthage has given me my mortal bane And in a sence it has aside Met. A fatal truth I will do 't Sir Pray Gentlemen draw near Follow no longer your mistaken Love It leads you to no purpose from your way The Carthaginians have the Consul fast They 've given him his death Lep. What poyson'd him Met. They have his life 't is theirs do what you can They 've torn it to a wretched Remnant now Not worth his keeping therefore give it 'em It is the price of their Damnation And let him have the glory he desires Lep. Oh! treacherous Murderers Met. Nay you trouble him Take hence your griefs the Consul has enow Go throw 'em on his bloody Enemies Lep. The Villains are too few for revenge And oh too vile to recompence our loss The Carthaginian Nation cannot do 't Oh! Consul since we must not hope
Heaven This shred of Life cannot be all the Web Nature has wrought to cover divine Spirits There is a Heaven because there 's misery The divine Power ever blest and good Made not the World for an ill natur'd jest To sport himself in pains of those he made Ful. True but for Heaven what must you endure Reg. No more than what you cou'd endure for me Ful. Oh! that I might I 'd run to it with joy Reg. Then cannot I for you sweet Fulvia Met. So y 'ave prepared balm for the parting blow And that you may the better bear it to Take from each other your entangling Eyes I 'll interpose and hide 'em now my Lord. Metellus goes between Regulus offers to go Fulvia holds him Ful. Hold hold I cannot will not let you go I 'll lose my arms before I 'll lose my hold I know what you resolve is glorious But I 'm a Woman and my Love prevails And the more brave you are the more I love And the less able am to part with you Reg. Oh! I am in a tempting dangerous snare Ful. Nay do not grieve you cannot scape from me I shall release you soon my heart will break The Ghost of Apamia rises Fulvia shreiks and falls in her Womens Arms. Met. She shreiks and dies her heart is broke indeed Poor Girl Reg. Oh! now I see what made her shriek A frightful Messenger is come for me Met. From Carthage Reg. From the dead 't is my dead Wife Ghost sinks Met. I perceive nothing dead but my poor Child I hope she 's dead life would afflict her now Reg. Take notice Heaven what we all endure Only for Vertue This one sweet last touch Of this fair hand is the only recompence I shall receive for all I lose on Earth Met. I 'll see you to the Lines then take my leave Ex. Fulvia recovers Ful. Oh! he is gone he is for ever gone Fond tears be gone such vain and vulgar sorrow Does not become the grave of Regulus I 'll strew his Tomb with Carthaginian Ruines And this whole Nation for his bloody death Shall weep to death in blood Ho Lepidus Enter Lepidus Where is your Consul Lep. He is near the Walls Where Thousands of us will be presently We are preparing for him a revenge Ful. Come follow me I 'm now your Consul his Soul lives in me We 'll bury Carthage so that where it stood In future ages shall to few be known Some shall believe here never was a Town Ex. SCENE Carthage Enter Asdrubal Senators and Attendants Asd Most noble Senators will you be pleas'd To tell my honorable Lords the Senate I 'll only give some necessary orders About their Service then attend their Pleasures Sen. We shall my Lord. Ex. Senators Asd I fee the Senates craft I 'm only us'd like Physic for a need With loathing forc'd upon 'em and the wish'd Effect once wrought I shall be flung away For Commonwealths cannot bear glorious men By the confessions of the Priest and Gisgon I am in danger but I 'll try to quash ' em I order'd the confessing Gentlemen To his Attend. Should be brought to me 1. They are come my Lord. Enter Hiarbas Gisgon Batto guarded Asd How the Rogues look and tremble for my sport aside I 'll let their terrors worry 'em a while Gisg What will he do with us Hiar. I do not know I 'm under dreadful consternation Gisg How are y' afraid of death now it is come I 've heard you crow over death on your own Dunghil Bat. Oh! no profaneness in affliction pray Gis Oh! now the wind sits there y 'ave a sore Throat At other times your swallow's large enough Asd The Rascals wrangle and how pale they look The Priest there has a face just like a Goose White every where except about his Bill His Nose is faithful to the dye Wine gave it Well now my grave my cheating face goes on aside Oh! Gentlemen I love and honor you Come to my arms Hiar. What 's this come to his arms aside Gis Has he not got an engine there to flash us aside Asd You lov'd the Commonwealth above my life Or your own credit you are honest men You play'd the part of Spies oh you did well To tell you truth it was a part I play'd I was a Spy on you Gisg Indeed my Lord Asd Indeed But you had one great quality Most fit for Spies of which I had no share You scorn those scorns which always are the vales Of that unlucky Office I confess I was kept under by the fear of shame And partly by some tenderness for you I love you Gentlemen Gisg Your humble Servant Hiar. Your Excellencies very humble Servant Gisg A noble Gentleman Bat. A gallant Man Asd Besides I found no great necessity To do you harm when I had power enough To hinder you from doing the State harm But that I never meant to wrong the State I swear before the Gods Do not I know It is impossible to be King here Speak your minds Gentlemen you never thought I was so foolish as to be in earnest And stake my life at a sure losing game Hiar. We knew not what to think of your Highness We acted as our Consciences directed Asd Oh! You did very well y' are honest men Bat. I can swear for your Highness you never said one word to me of being King Asd Th' ast done me right so must these Gentlemen Or they will bring great guilt upon themselves For Gentlemen had you thought me in earnest You 'd have inform'd when first you knew my guilt Instead o'th at you never let it go Till you cou'd purchase your own lives by it For Sirs can you deny the fear of death Had not a mighty hand in this great work Gisg It had a little finger in 't indeed Asd Well Gentlemen y 'ave serv'd the Senate well Now he that is an entire honest Man Does right to all Men clear my innocence Then both the Senate and myself must love you For having serv'd us both most honestly And let me tell you it is in my power To raise or ruine you which I shall do According as I find you good or bad Hiar. We had best stick to him he 's a great man aside to Gis Gis Ay and a very devillish cunning Man aside Bat. Ay and an honest man for ought I know He never said a word to me of being King aside Hiar. This Fellows evidence too will mischief us We 'll serve your Highness Asd You are honest men Come we will to the Senate they are sate Ex. SCENE The Senate House The Senate sitting the Pretor in the Chair Enter Asdrubal Hiarbas Gisgon Batto Asd Most Honorable Venerable Lords I have an infinite desire to serve you It is my sole ambition whatsoe're Some Men may tell you but alas my arm Is wither'd by a blast these Gentlemen Have blown upon me I must do 'em right They have inform'd