The Dramatic Works of James Sheridan Knowles
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„^ _, ,^^,^ r^^-^-r^. „ ^^ ^^.^..r.^rZiZr-^§i4§i?^ THE DRAMATIC WORKS JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES. © . Dravm by T. W/ufeman. 'En<jrav<il bv W.Firiden. JTAMJES SiaiJEmiBAM KI'f€)W]r,ES Londozi, llthv.-o-d HbxaiL , IJoA^er SU'-et. -L6-'i( thf: DRAMATIC WORKS JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES. VOL. L LONDON: EDWARD MOXON, DOVER STREET. MDCCCXLI. 33i? |}trmts»^tDn, THESE VOLUMES OF 31 V COLLECTED DRAMATIC WORKS ARK RKSPKCTFULI.Y AND GRATEFULLY DEDICATED, TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUCHESS OF KENT, HER ROYAL HIGHNESS'S MITCH INDEBTED AND MOST OBEDIENT HUMBLE SERVANT, JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES. CONTENTS OF VOL. I. PAGE CAIUS GRACCHUS 1 YIRGINIUS 83 WILLIAM TELL L55 ALFRED THE GREAT; or, The Patrkit King . 24^ THE HUNCHBACK 315 CAIUS GRACCHUS; A TRAGEDY. TO JOHN PATTERSON, ESQ., BRIDGE STREET, BLACKFRIARS, My Dear Sir, At your suggestion I wrote this Tragedy, and to you I dedicate it. With best wishes for your happiness, and that of your family I am, my dear Sir, Your obliged and faithful Friend and Servant, J. S. KNOWLES. Glasgow, November, 1823. b2 DRAMATIS PERSONiE. (as originally performed at drury lane, in 1824.) Flaminius . ( Mr. Thompson. Opimius . I Mr. Archer. Fannius . f Mr. Powell. Tuditanus . i Mr. Webster. Cuius Gracchus JMr. Macready. Drusus . 1 Mr. Pope. Licinius . {Mr. Penley. Pomponius Friends of Caius Mr. Mercer. Vettius . Gracchus . Mr. Younge. Fulvius Flaccus Mr. Yarnold. Titus . tMr. Terry. Probus . Plebeians I Mr. W. Williams. Marcus . LMr. Gattie. Sextus . 1 Servants to the Mr. FiTZWILLlAM. J Quintus . 3 Patricians i Mr. Hughes. {Page to Caius Lucius . Miss Carr. J Gracchus . { Mother of Caius Cornelia . 7 Mrs. Bunn. I Gracchus Licinia . (Wife of C. Grac.) Mrs. W. West. Livia . (Friend of Licinia) Miss Smithson. Lucilla . (An Attendant) . Priests, LictorSf Soldiers, Citizens, ^c. — ! ; ; CAIUS GRACCHUS. ACT I. SCENE I. A Street in Rome—sio) Citizens Enter Marcus and Titus, looking occasionally back^ as if observing something passing behind them. Mar, Who is that next him in mourning ? Tit. His nephew ; the rest are common friends. Poor Yettius ! no one will plead for him. Mar, Peace 1 they are coming on. Enter Vettius and his four Friends, in mourning, followed by Probus and twelve other Citizens, Vet. Weep not, my friends, for me ; for Rome — for Rome Reserve your tears. Her pride is tum'd to shame ; Her wealth to poverty ; her strength to weakness Her fair report into a blasted name, Which owns no grace of virtue. Who would thrive In Rome, let him forget what honour is, Truth, reverence for the gods, respect for man Let him have hands consort with deeds, whose names The doer whispers, while he cannot force His eyes to go the way of his hands. Ay, gaze, Ye poor, despised, and outcast sons of Rome That crouch to your own power, by men more strong. Only because more daring, wrenched from you ! Ay, gaze ; and see your lovers, one by one. ! t) CAIUS GRACCHUS. Cut off; and never curse, unless it be Your own hands, that you dare not stretch to save them [[Yettius and his Friends go out. Tit. Masters, we are in a sorrowful pHght indeed, when such a friend as Yettius spurns us. Mar. See ! who is that he stops to speak to ? Tit, Know you not? Why, youve seen him as often as youVe seen your own hand. Tis the senator Fannius—that Fannius, that looks so sweetly on the people, and, for all that, never yet did them a good turn. Mar, O ! is it he ? Tit, To be sure it is ! See how he leans to Yettius, and seems to pity him. I warrant you there's a tear in his eye now, although his heart would laugh to tell you how it came there. See, he puts his hand upon his breast ; that's an appeal to his honesty, which is always sure to be out of the way, whenever any one else happens to call upon it. Oh, he''s a proper patrician ! Mar, Think you they will condemn Yettius ? Tit, Think you he is a friend to the people ? Mar, Who doubts that he is ? Tit. Who doubts, then, they will condemn him ? Mar. See ! Fannius quits him. Tit. And he's as much his friend as ever he was. His absence will profit him just as much as his pre- sence.—Yonder comes Licinius, the brother-in-law of Caius Gracchus. Who knows but Caius will speak for Yettius, who was his brother Tiberius's friend ? Mar. Not he ! He never appears in the assemblies of the people. Pro. No; he loves to keep house better. He is married, you know ; and his wife is a fair woman. No wonder he prefers her company to ours. Mar. Do they say he is a man of any parts ? Tit. Yes; he assisted his brother Tiberius once, when he was tribune; and he was thought to be of great promise. 'Tis said he is much given to study. Mar. 'Twould seem so, indeed ; and that he had not yet found out it was the patricians who murdered his brother. I would have taken more revenge for a cur ! ! — CAIUS GRACCHUS. 7 of mine that had been lamed, than Caius took for his brother that was murdered. What revenge did he take ? None ! He kept house, while the patricians buried his brother in the Tiber ! Rome has nothing to hope from him. Pro. Nay, that''s certain. He'll never die for the people. Mar. Die ! No, nor live neither. Tit. Silence ! Licinius is here. Enter Licinius and Caius Gracchus. Lie. Health to you, master ! Mar. Health to Licinius Caius. [^To Licinius.] The people look coldly on me. Lie. Hang them ! They show fine airs at their own handywork. Fll speak to them. Caius. Gently, I pray you ; they are bare and hungry, houseless and friendless, and my heart bleeds for them. Lie. What is the cause of your collecting ? Lit. We come to see Yettius condemned. Lie. Why do you say condemned? The laws are to try him. He will have justice. Mar. Ay, from the patricians Lie. What of the patricians ? Are not the patricians just? Mar. Not to the people. Lie. Why not ? Mar. Because they have the power to be otherwise. They have as great dominion over the people, as over their oxen ; and so they treat them like their oxen, unhide them, hack them up, and feed upon them. Lie. Are the people, then, no better than their oxen, that they endure all this ? Mar. What can the people do? They have no friends that will speak, or act for them. The people can do nothing of themselves—they have no power. If the people could find friends Lie. Peace ! peace ! If you gain friends, you lose them straight. Whoe'er would die for you, may die for you. — 8 CAIUS GRACCHUS. You shrug, you shiver, and you whine ; but he That pities you, has need himself of pity. You make a big shout, and a frightful face. But in your acts are little to be feared. Mar. Are you against us, too? You that were Tiberius*s friend ? Lie, Who but his friend should be against you ? You That fell from him in danger, who to you In danger clung ? Who would not be against you ? Drowning, you make a cry ; and when a hand Is found to keep your head above the flood. And bear you safe to land, at the first wave That booms upon you—idiots in your fear ! You mar his skill, and sink him to the bottom ! Mar, Is that our way ? Lie. Ask you for friends, who to your friends are foes? I would that Caius Gracchus now were here, Whose brother you gave up to death. Mar. We gave ! Lie. Ye gave ! When, in the exercise of your rights, The nobles, with their herd of slaves and clients, Drove you— a base herd to be so driven ! With clubs and levers from the market-place. What did you then ? Like spectres, with your fear, Livid and purged of substance, you glared on. And saw Tibei;ius, mangled with their staves, Into the Tiber thrown, as butchers cast The entrails to the tide. Caius. No more, Licinius ; Pray you, no more ; you are too stern with them. Lie. Too stern 1 Would the patricians learn of me, I'd teach them how to cater for the people* They should not have a vote. If free-born men Will crouch like slaves, why would you have them freemen ? Caius, It is his mode, friends ; let him be ; ne'er mind him. [^Licinius and Caius Gracchus go out. Mar. Tis plain Licinius is no friend of ours. Tit. He says truth. You sufi^ered the patricians and their slaves to murder Tiberius. ! ; ; — CAIUS GRACCHUS. 9 Mar, If Licinius is so bitter against us, what must we expect from Caius ? Tit. Yet would he have stopped Licinius when he railed at us. Who knows but Caius would befriend the people if he could ? Mar. Not he ! He'd hang the people if he could Come, masters; to the forum. Farewell, Tiberius! He would not see Yettius accused without defending him.—'Twill be long before we shall see such another friend as Tiberius C^^^y ^^ ^^^* SCENE II.— The Forum — the Tribunal, on which is the Curule Chair, six Lictors on each side — afi Altar —a Rostrum. Flaminius, Opimius, Tuditanus, Fannius, and Senators, discovered. Dpi. How would you cure a state overrun with evils. But as you'd cleanse a garden rank with weeds ? Up with them by the roots ! The slothful hand That will not bend it to the needful work, Mars its own ease, and profitless expends The labour which it grudges.