The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08
Dryden, John
English drama -- 17th century
_Sos._ Then I am a conqueror; and I laud my own courage: this renown I
have atchieved by soldier-ship and stratagem. Know your duty, spouse,
hence-forward, to your supreme commander. [_Strutting._
_Enter_ JUPITER _and_ PHÆDRA, _attended by Musicians and Dancers_.
_Phæd._ Indeed I wondered at your quick return.
_Jup._ Even so almighty love will have it, Phædra;
And the stern goddess of sweet-bitter cares,
Who bows our necks beneath her brazen yoke.
I would have manned my heart, and held it out;
But, when I thought of what I had possessed,
Those joys, that never end, but to begin,
O, I am all on fire to make my peace;
And die, Jove knows, as much as I can die,
Till I am reconciled.
_Phæd._ I fear 'twill be in vain.
_Jup._ 'Tis difficult:
But nothing is impossible to love;
To love like mine; for I have proved his force,
And my Alcmena too has felt his dart.
If I submit, there's hope.
_Phæd._ 'Tis possible I may solicit for you.
_Jup._ But wilt thou promise me to do thy best?
_Phæd._ Nay, I promise nothing--unless you begin to promise first.
[_Curtsying._
_Jup._ I will not be ungrateful.
_Phæd._ Well; I'll try to bring her to the window; you shall have a
fair shot at her; if you can bring her down, you are a good marksman.
_Jup._ That's all I ask;
And I will so reward thee, gentle Phædra--
_Phæd._ What, with catsguts and rosin! This _Solla_ is but a lamentable
empty sound.
_Jup._ Then, there's a sound will please thee better.
[_Throwing her a purse._
_Phæd._ Ay, there's something of melody in this sound.
I could dance all day to the music of _Chink, Chink_.
_Jup._ Go, Sosia, round our Thebes,
To Polidas, to Tranio, and to Gripus,
Companions of our war; invite them all
To join their prayers to smooth Alcmena's brow,
And, with a solemn feast, to crown the day.
_Sos._ [_Taking_ JUPITER _about the knees_.] Let me embrace you, sir.
[JUPITER _pushes him away_.] Nay, you must give me leave to express my
gratitude; I have not eaten, to say eating, nor drunk, to say drinking,
never since our villainous encamping so near the enemy. It is true, I
escaped the bloody-flux, because I had so little in my bowels to come
out; and I durst let nothing go, in conscience, because I had nothing
to swallow in the room on't.
_Jup._ You, Bromia, see that all things be prepared, With that
magnificence, as if some god Were guest or master here.
_Sos._ Or rather, as much as if twenty gods were to be guests or
masters here.
_Brom._ That you may eat for to-day and to-morrow.
_Sos._ Or, rather again, for to-day and yesterday, and as many months
backward, as I am indebted to my own belly.
_Jup._ Away, both of you.--[_Exeunt_ SOSIA _and_ BROMIA _severally_.
Now I have packed him hence, thou other Sosia,
(Who, though thou art not present, hear'st my voice)
Be ready to attend me at my call,
And to supply his place.
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