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The Posthumous Dramatick Works of the Late Richard Cumberland, Esq (2)
The Posthumous Dramatick Works of the Late Richard Cumberland Esq - 2 Author:Richard Cumberland Title: The Posthumous Dramatick Works of the Late Richard Cumberland, Esq: Alcanor. the Eccentric Lover. Tiberius in Capraæ. the Last of the Family. Don Pedro. the False Demetrius Volume: 2 General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1813 Original Publisher: G. and W. Nicol Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of... more » the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: TIBERIUS IN CAPREE. ACT I. A rocky Coast with a View of the Sea. A Guard of Soldiers stationed at the Landing-place, where the Roman Eagle is planted. Cornelius Cotta upon guard, Caius Quintilius enters. Cotta. Stand! Give the word ! Quin. Long live the emperor ! Cotta. Caius Quintilius, by my ear. Quin. The same. Cotta. Pass, noble Roman. Quin. I would I could! I'm weary of your island. I pray you, gallant soldier, give me leave to take a draught, for recreation's sake, of your sea-air. Cotta. 'Tis a fair night; the breeze plays wantonly upon the wrinkled bosom of old Neptune. Quin. Aye, 'tis a wanton breeze; it would not else salute these shores so lovingly. Just gods, when will your thunders rive this impious rock? -- Saw you the emperor this day, Cornelius ? Cotta. Who sees the emperor this day, or any day, for months foregone? I muse that you, who have liv'd so long an age in Capreae, should make that a question. Quin. So long! why, man, I have not pass'd three days in Capreae.! Cotta. Is not that an age in our new calendar? Sir, in.'these times, three hours are equivalent to as many generations in Rome's better days. Irf this island we are born at day-break, grown to full size at noon, grey-headed with debilitude at evening-fall, and dead ere sun-rise the next morning. Qiiin. Break off! what Lydian masker is at hand. [Flourish of flutes. Cotta. One of the Caes...« less