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Show (5°) The Trayfcfl do Againft m y Right confpire. As m y fupport,, againft you they deCi^n, And by your death,? would make their w a y to mine : hut though all this be ,to m y anger known, Yet 'tis m y Brothet 4lill that leads them on. D o you know that Sir, and may I obtain, It your deferved fury may reftrain ? C M Si A R. Yes, I'll remember, your heart is fo great, That for his Births fake, you his Crime forget. Adieu, fear nothing,1 for thefe are not foes, That can the fortune of m y Arms oppofe. Them, and their Party, I (hall quickly rout, W h e n I to them But Whips and Racks bring out: " They fhall not Soldiers, but Tormentors fee, And now jny Axes ftiall m y Enfigns be. Exit Cdefar. CLEOPATRA. Dear Achomus, after. C*far go, With him prevent m y threatned overthrow: And when he pun'fChes our worthlefs Foes, Make him remember what his promife owes. Obferve the King, when he in fight appears, And fpare his blood, that you may fpare m y tears. A C H O R E U S . I bfl£ t Madam, his fortune fhall no forrow need, If all m y care and fervice can fucceed. After the fourth Acl:, Cleopatra Cits hearkening to this SONG. PRoud Monuments of Royal Duft ! Do not your old FoundationsJhabg, And labour to refign their truft P For fure your mighty Guefts fhould wake, Now their own Memphis lies atftake. i • Alas ! in vain our dangers call; They care not for our Deftiny, Mcr (50 Nor will they be concern d at at tf Egypt now enflavd, or free$ A Kingdom or a Province be. What is become of all they did? And what of all they had defign d, Now Death the bufie Scene hath hid? Where but in ftory fhall we find Thofe great difturbers of Mankind? When Men their quiet MinHtes fpent Where Mirtles grew and Fountains purVdy As fafe as they Were innocent: What- angry God among them hurVd Ambition to undo the World? • What is the charm of being Great? Which oft is gaind and loft with $ify Or if w attain a Royal feat, With "guiltlefs fteps what do we wtn^ If Love and Honor fight within ? Honor the Brightnefs of the Mind / And Love her nobleft extafte : That does our felves, this others binds When you great Pair Jhall difagree What Cafuift en the Umpire be? Though Love does all the heart fubdue^ With gentle, but refiftlefs fway', Yet Honor muft that govern too: And when thus Honor wins the Dayf Love overeomes the braveji way. L 1 |
