As to its centre, to the walls of Antioch; Take which you will you cannot miss your road. Have no acquaintances in Antioch, I see Both by your dress and by the books in which Сур. Studied much? Demon. Not to be wholly ignorant. Have you No, and yet I know enough Pray, sir, Many. Alas! What science may you know? Сур. Demon. Cyp. Much pains must we expend on one alone, Demon. And with truth. For in the country whence I come, sciences Require no learning,-they are known. Cyp. Oh, would I were of that bright country! for in this Had so much arrogance as to oppose The chair of the most high Professorship, And obtained many votes, and though I lost, The attempt was still more glorious, than the failure Could be dishonourable: if you believe not, Let us refer it to dispute respecting That which you know best, and although I Know not the opinion you maintain, and though It be the true one, I will take the contrary. Cyp. The offer gives me pleasure. I am now Of Plinius, and my mind is racked with doubt I recollect it right, couched in these words: " God is one supreme goodness, one pure essence, One substance, and one sense, all sight, all hands." Cyp. 'Tis true. Demon. What difficulty find you here? Cyp. do not recognise among the Gods Tainted with mortal weakness; in what manner Can supreme goodness be consistent with The passions of humanity? Demon. The wisdom Of the old world masked with the names of Gods, The attributes of Nature and of Man; A sort of popular philosophy. Cyp. This reply will not satisfy me, for Of their oracular statues; from two shrines That two contending wills can never lead But supreme goodness fails among the gods Demon. I deny your major. They are the work of providence, and more Cyp. That I admit, and yet that God should not Demon. Cyp. But for a purpose thus subordinate Thus God might easily, without descending Demon. These trifling contradictions Do not suffice to impugn the unity Of the high gods; in things of great importance They still appear unanimous; consider That glorious fabric-man,—his workmanship, Cyp. Who made man Must have, methinks, the advantage of the others. In opposition to the work, and being All hands, according to our author here, Will remain conqueror? Demon. On impossible And false hypothesis there can be built No argument. From this? Say, what do you infer Cyp. That there must be a mighty God Of supreme goodness and of highest grace, All sight, all hands, all truth, infallible, Without an equal and without a rival; The cause of all things and the effect of nothing, One power, one will, one substance, and one essence. His attributes may be distinguished, one Demon. So clear a consequence? [They rise. How can I impugn Cyp. Do you regret My victory? Who but regrets a check Demon. In rivalry of wit? I could reply And urge new difficulties, but will now Depart, for I hear steps of men approaching, And it is time that I should now pursue My journey to the city. Сур. Go in peace! Demon. Remain in peace! Since thus it profits him In sweet oblivion of all thought, but of I never Cyp. Enter LELIO and FLORO. [Exit. [He reads. Lel. Here stop. These toppling rocks and tangled boughs, Impenetrable by the noonday beam, Shall be sole witnesses of what we Flo. Draw! If there were words, here is the place for deeds. Lel. Thou needest not instruct me; well I know [They fight. Cyp. Ha! what is this? Lelio, Floro, Be it enough that Cyprian stands between you, Although unarmed. Lel. Whence comest thou, to stand From what rocks Between me and my vengeance? Flo. And desert cells? Enter MOSCON and CLARIN. Mos. Run, run! for where we left my master We hear the clash of swords. Run to approach things of this sort, but only To avoid them. Sir! Cyprian! sir! Cyp. Be silent, fellows! What! two friends who are In blood and fame the eyes and hope of Antioch; One of the noble men of the Colatti, The other son of the Governor, adventure And cast away, on some slight cause no doubt, Lel. Cyprian! Although my high respect towards your person Flo. I pray That you depart hence with your people, and Сур. Though you may imagine That I know little of the laws of duel, Held no less than yourselves to know the limits Quenched the free spirit which first ordered them; And thus to me, as one well experienced In the false quicksands of the sea of honour, You may refer the merits of the case; And if I should perceive in your relation From the other, I give you my word of honour Much to me that the light of day should look Upon that idol of my heart-but he Leave us to fight, according to thy word. Cyp. Permit one question further: is the lady Impossible to hope or not? Lel. She is So excellent, that if the light of day Should excite Floro's jealousy, it were Without just cause, for even the light of day Would you for your O, would that I could lift my hope Such is my confidence, So high? for though she is extremely poor, Сур. And if you both Would marry her, is it not weak and vain, To slur her honour? What would the world say Should afterwards espouse the murderer? [The rivals agree to refer their quarrel to CYPRIAN; who in consequence visits JUSTINA, and becomes enamoured of her: she disdains him, and he retires to a solitary seashore. SCENE II. CYPRIAN. Oh, memory! permit it not Holds dominion o'er the will, That would refuse, but can no more, To bend, to tremble, and adore. Vain idolatry !—I saw, And gazing, became blind with error; Weak ambition, which the awe Of her presence bound to terror! So beautiful she was—and I, Between my love and jealousy, Am so convulsed with hope and fear, Unworthy as it may appear; So bitter is the life I live, That, hear me, Hell! I now would give To thy most detested spirit My soul, for ever to inherit, To suffer punishment and pine, So this woman may be mine. Hear'st thou, Hell! dost thou reject it? My soul is offered ! Demon [unseen]. I accept it. [Tempest, with thunder and lightning. CYPRIAN. What is this? ye heavens for ever pure, The lightning's arrow and the thunder-balls As from the horizon round, Burst with earthquake sound, |