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Show (12) PHOTIN. Had you that decreed, Yet it were now convenient he fhould bleed. Your Sifter hates you, fhe is fair and fierce, And if fhe fuch Victorious Charms difperfe; The head of / ompey only can fuffice T o win the heart of Cdefar from her Eyes. PTOLOMY. This dangerous W o m a n hath a bufie wit. PHOTIN. But fuch a fervice will out-ballance it. PTOLOMY. But what if Ccefar ftill her Pow'r obey > PHOTIN. Then flatter her, and mind not what I fay, Till firft you ask, in an affair fo Nice, Achillas and Septimius bed advice. PTOLOMY. Let>. from the.Tow'r fee them act Pompefs doom, And &is Debate at their return, refume. 1 After the firft Act:-of Pompey, the King and Photin fhould-he difcovered, fitting and hearkning to ^ I 7 this S O N G . Since affairs of the State, are already decreed, ' Makg room for Affairs of the Court; Employment and Pleafure each other fucceed, - | W e they each other fupport. Were Princes confin'd From flachgning their Mind, \Mken by Care it is rufled and curld, ^A Crown would appear Too heavy to wear, yind no Man would govern the World. If the Gods themfelves who have power enough, In diverfions are various, and ofr, J Since Since the bufin?fs of Kings is angry and rough, 1heir Intervals ought to be foft. nr »* - , Were Winces con find, &e To our Monarch we owe, rehatfoeer we enjoy • And no grateful SnbjeSfs were thofe • Who would not the fafety, he gives them, employ 1 o contribute to his repofe. Were Princes confin'd, &c. * After which an Antick dance of Gypfies is prefented. Act. II. SCEN. I. Cleopatra, Charmion. CLEOPATRA. Love him, but a Flame fo much refin'd, H o w bright foever, dazles not m y mind: For Virtue makes m y inclination know, What Char's Miftrefs does to Pompey owe: And none dares owe a pafiion fo fublime, But (he that fcorns the fiiadow of a crime I mould but fmall Refpeft to C<efar pay, To feek his love in an unhandfome way. CHARMION. Can you love C*far, Madam, and advife That Egypt mould in Armes againft him rife ? That they mould Pompey againft him protect, And his Pharfalian Triumphs mould be checkt, Sure Love in you does little Empire mew. CLEOPATRA. This to their high extraction Princes owet That by th'Affiftance of their Royal blood, Their Paflions are more eafily fubdu'd. Their honour ftill the Viftory will have, And whilft they' truft themfelves, they ftill are brave. F fa All |