193 'It shall suspect where is no cause of fear;

It shall not fear where it should most mistrust ; It shall be merciful, and too severe,

And most deceiving when it seems most just; Perverse it shall be where it shows most toward, Put fear to valour, courage to the coward.

194 It shall be cause of war and dire events,
And set dissension 'twixt the son and sire;
Subject and servile to all discontents,

As dry combustious matter is to fire;
Sith in his prime Death doth my love destroy,
They that love best, their loves shall not enjoy.'

195 By this, the boy that by her side lay kill'd Was melted like a vapour from her sight, And in his blood that on the ground lay spill'd,

A purple flower sprung up, chequer'd with white, Resembling well his pale cheeks, and the blood, Which in round drops upon their whiteness stood.

196 She bows her head, the new sprung flower to smell, Comparing it to her Adonis' breath;

And says, within her bosom it shall dwell,

Since he himself is reft from her by death: She crops the stalk, and in the breach appears Green dropping sap, which she compares to tears.

197 'Poor flower,' quoth she, 'this was thy father's guise, (Sweet issue of a more sweet-smelling sire,)

For every little grief to wet his eyes :

To grow unto himself was his desire,
And so 'tis thine; but know, it is as good
To wither in my breast as in his blood.

198 Here was thy father's bed, here in my breast; Thou art the next of blood, and 'tis thy right: Lo! in this hollow cradle take thy rest,

My throbbing heart shall rock thee day and night:
There shall not be one minute in an hour
Wherein I will not kiss my sweet love's flower.'

199 Thus weary of the world, away she hies,

And yokes her silver doves; by whose swift aid
Their mistress mounted, through the empty skies
In her light chariot quickly is convey'd,
Holding their course to Paphos, where their queen
Means to immure herself, and not be seen.

THE RAPE OF LUCRECE.

TO THE

RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY,

EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON, AND BARON OF TITCHFIELD.

THE love I dedicate to your Lordship is without end, whereof this pamphlet, without beginning, is but a superfluous moiety.' The warrant I have of your honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours. Were my worth greater, my duty would show greater: meantime, as it is, it is bound to your Lordship, to whom I wish long life, still lengthened with happiness.

Your Lordship's in all duty,

WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.

THE ARGUMENT.

LUCIUS TARQUINIUS (for his excessive pride surnamed Superbus), after he had caused his own father-in-law, Servius Tullius, to be cruelly murdered, and, contrary to the Roman laws and customs, not requiring or staying for the people's suffrages, had possessed himself of the kingdom, went, accompanied with his sons and other noblemen of Rome, to besiege Ardea. During which siege, the principal men of the army meeting one evening at the tent of Sextus Tarquinius, the king's son, in their discourses after supper, every one commended the virtues of his own wife; among whom, Collatinus extolled the incomparable chastity of his wife Lucretia. In that pleasant humour they all posted to Rome, and intending, by their secret and sudden arrival, to make trial of that which every one had before avouched, only Collatinus finds his wife (though it were late in the night) spinning amongst her maids: the other ladies were all found dancing and revelling, or in several disports. Whereupon the noblemen yielded Collatinus the victory, and his wife the fame. At that time Sextus

1 'Moiety: portion.

Tarquinius being inflamed with Lucrece' beauty, yet smothering his passions for the present, departed with the rest back to the camp; from whence he shortly after privily withdrew himself, and was (according to his estate) royally entertained and lodged by Lucrece at Collatium. The same night, he treacherously stealeth into her chamber, violently ravished her, and early in the morning speedeth away. Lucrece, in this lamentable plight, hastily dispatcheth messengers, one to Rome for her father, another to the camp for Collatine. They came, the one accompanied with Junius Brutus, the other with Publius Valerius; and finding Lucrece attired in mourning habit, demanded the cause of her sorrow. She, first taking an oath of them for her revenge, revealed the actor, and whole manner of his dealing, and withal suddenly stabbed herself. Which done, with one consent they all vowed to root out the whole hated family of the Tarquins; and bearing the dead body to Rome, Brutus acquainted the people with the doer and manner of the vile deed, with a bitter invective against the tyranny of the king: wherewith the people were so moved, that with one consent and a general acclamation the Tarquins were all exiled, and the state government changed from kings to consuls.

1 FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,

Borne by the trustless wings of false desire,
Lust-breathed Tarquin leaves the Roman host,
And to Collatium bears the lightless fire
Which, in pale embers hid, lurks to aspire,
And girdle with embracing flames the waist
Of Collatine's fair love, Lucrece the chaste.

2 Haply that name of chaste unhapp❜ly set
This bateless edge on his keen appetite,
When Collatine unwisely did not let 1

To praise the clear unmatched red and white Which triumph'd in that sky of his delight, Where mortal stars, as bright as heaven's beauties, With pure aspects did him peculiar duties.

3 For he the night before, in Tarquin's tent, Unlock'd the treasure of his happy state; What priceless wealth the heavens had him lent In the possession of his beauteous mate; Reckoning his fortune at such high proud rate,

Let:' forbear.

That kings might be espoused to more fame,
But king nor peer to such a peerless dame.
4 O happiness enjoy'd but of a few!

And, if possess'd, as soon decay'd and done
As is the morning's silver-melting dew
Against the golden splendour of the sun!
An expired date, cancell'd ere well begun :
Honour and beauty, in the owner's arms,
Are weakly fortress'd from a world of harms.

5 Beauty itself doth of itself persuade

The eyes of men without an orator;
What needeth then apologies be made
To set forth that which is so singular?
Or why is Collatine the publisher

Of that rich jewel he should keep unknown
From thievish ears, because it is his own?

6 Perchance his boast of Lucrece' sovereignty
Suggested1 this proud issue of a king;
For by our ears our hearts oft tainted be:
Perchance that envy of so rich a thing,
Braving compare, disdainfully did sting
His high pitch'd thoughts, that meaner men should vaunt
That golden hap which their superiors want.

7 But some untimely thought did instigate

His all-too-timeless speed, if none of those :
His honour, his affairs, his friends, his state,
Neglected all, with swift intent he goes

To quench the coal which in his liver glows.
Oh rash false heat, wrapp'd in repentant cold,
Thy hasty spring still blasts,2 and ne'er grows old!

16 Suggested:' tempted.-2 2 Blasts:' used as a verb neuter.