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1012 PISANDER HOLDING A PARLEY WITH THE CHIEFS
OF SYRACUSE AT THE HEAD OF THE INSURGENTS
BRIEELY thus, then
since I must speak for all.—Your tyranny drew us from our obedience. Happy those times when lords were styled fathers of families, and not imperious masters! when they number'd their servants almost equal with their sons, or one degree beneath them! when their labours were cherished and rewarded, and a period set to their sufferings; when they did not press their duties or their wills, beyond the power and strength of their performance; all things order'd with such decorum, as wise law-makers, from each well-govern’d private house derived the perfect model of a commonwealth. Humanity then lodged in the hearts of men, and thankful masters carefully provided for creatures wanting reason. The noble horse, that in his fiery youth from his wide nostrils neighed courage to his rider and brake through groves of opposed pikes, bearing his lord safe to triumphant victory, old or wounded, was set at liberty and freed from service. The Athenian mules, that from the quarry drew marble, hewed for the temples of the gods, the great work ended, were dismissed and fed at the public cost; nay, faithful dogs have found their sepulchres; but man, to man more cruel, appoints no end to the sufferings of his slave; since pride stepped in and riot, and o’erturned this goodly frame of concord, teaching masters to glory in the abuse of such as are brought under their command; who, grown unuseful, are less esteemed than beasts.
MUST obey him, for I see my friends
doth with increasing anguish move my heart.
which in my solitude I fondly cherish’d?
A. SWANWICK from Goethe
1014 MALCOLM'S CHARACTER OF HIMSELF TO MACDUFF
LEED, bleed, poor country!
great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, for goodness dares not check thee! wear thou thy
d!-Fare thee well, lord:
and the rich East to boot. Mal.
Be not offended;
I think our country sinks beneath the yoke,
by him that shall succeed. Mac.
What should he be?
all the particulars of vice so grafted,
ET'S talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: and yet not so,-for what can we bequeath, save our deposéd bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, and nothing can we call our own but death, and that small model of the barren earth which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground, and tell sad stories of the death of kings :how some have been deposed, some slain in war; some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed; some poison'd by their wives; some sleeping kill'd; all murdered:--for within the hollow crown that rounds the mortal temples of a king, keeps Death his court; and there the antic sits, scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp; allowing him a breath, a little scene, to monarchize, be feard, and kill with looks;
infusing him with self and vain conceit,-
Bell. IR, if I have made
a fault of ignorance, instruct my youth;
What master holds so strict a hand
rather than turn me off ; and I shall mend. Phil. Thy love doth plead so prettily to stay,
that, trust me, I could weep to part with thee.
thou did'st attend the princess. Bel.
I am gone. But since I am to part with you, my lord, and none knows whether I shall live to do more service for you, take this little prayer: heaven bless your loves, your fights, all your designs! may sick men, if they have your wish, be well;
and Heaven hate those you curse, though I be one! Phil. The love of boys unto their lords is strange;
I have read wonders of it: yet this boy
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER
1017 OSMYN ON RECOVERING HIS WIFE ALMERIA
Y life, my health, my liberty, my all,
how shall I welcome thee to this sad place?
rude irons ? Must I meet thee thus, Almeria ?
for these thy chains, or death, shall join us ever. Osm. Hard means to ratify that word!-0 cruelty!
that ever I should think behoiding thee
or wish thee from my sight. Alm.
O say not so;
Do not say,