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DISTANT VIEW OF THE ROMAN ARMY ENGAGING
FROM THE TRAGEDY OF BONDUCA, SCENE V. ACT III,
See that huge battle moving from the mountains,
to let out souls. Move me again when they charge', when the moun
tain Melts under their hot wheels, and from their ax-trees Huge claps of thunder plough the ground before
them, Till then I'll dream what Rome was.
BONDUCA ATTACKED IN HER FORTRESS BY THE
FROM THE SAME, SCENE IV. ACT IV.
Persons.-Suetonius, Junius, Decius, and other Romans. Bonduca
and her daughters with Nennius above. Sueton. Bring up the catapults, and shake the wall, We will not be outbray'd thus.
1 The Roman who makes this speech is supposed to be reclining, overcome with fatigue, and going to snatch a momentary repose.
Nennius. Shake the earth,
Junius. See, sir,
Decius. Yield, queen.
Bond. I thank ye, ye say well; But mercy
and love are sins in Rome and hell. Sueton. You cannot 'scape our strength, you must
yield, lady; You must adore and fear the power of Rome.
Bond. If Rome be earthly, why should any knee With bending adoration worship her? She's vicious, and your partial selves confess Aspires the height of all impiety. Therefore 'tis fitter I should reverence The thatched houses where the Britons dwell In careless mirth ; where the bless'd household gods See nought but chaste and simple purity. 'Tis not high power that makes a place divine, Nor that the men from gods derive their line; But sacred thoughts, in holy bosoms stor’d, Make people noble, and the place ador'd.
Sueton. Beat the wall deeper.
Bond. Beat it to the centre,
Sueton. I'll make ye.
hours !-speak gently.
CARATACH, PRINCE OF THE BRITONS, WITH HIS
NEPHEW HENGO ASLEEP.
FROM SCENE III. ACT V. OF THE SAME.
Car. Sleep still, sleep sweetly, child; 'tis all thou
feed'st on: No gentle Briton near, no valiant charity To bring thee food. Poor knave, thou'rt sick, ex
treme sick, Almost grown wild for meat, and yet thy goodness Will not confess or shew it. All the woods Are double lin'd with soldiers, no way left us To make a noble 'scape. I'll sit down by thee, And when thou wak’st either get meat to save thee, Or lose my life i’the purchase. Good gods comfort
Enter CARATAch and Hengo on the rock.
Has hung a little food and drink. Cheer up, boy, Do not forsake me now.
Hengo. Oh! uncle, uncle, I feel I cannot stay long; yet I'll fetch it To keep your noble life. Uncle, I'm heart whole, And would live.
Car. Thou shalt, long, I hope.
Hengo. But—my head, uncleMethinks the rock
Hengo. Do not you hear
Car. Of bells, boy? 'tis thy fancy.
Hengo. Methinks, sir,
Car. I'll go myself, boy.
Hengo. No; as you love me, uncle, I will not eat it if I do not fetch it, The danger only I desire; pray tie me. Car. I will, and all my care hang o'er thee, Come,
child, My valiant child.
Hengo. Let me down apace, uncle,
you shall see how like a daw I'll whip it
Car. Go i'the name of heav'n, boy.
[JUDAS shoots Hengo.
[Kills JUDAs with a stone.
Hengo. Oh! uncle, uncle !
Car. Coward rascal !
Hengo. O, I bleed hard-I faint too-out upon't ! How sick I am—the lean rogue, uncle !
Car. Look, boy, I've laid him sure enough.
Hengo. Hold my sides hard; stop, stop; oh!
wretched fortuneMust we part thus? Still I grow sicker, uncle.
Car. Heav'n look upon this noble child."
Hengo. I once hop'd I should have liv'd to have met these bloody Romans