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SCENE II - Joseph Addison, Cato: A Tragedy and Selected Essays [1710]

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Cato: A Tragedy and Selected Essays, ed. by Christine Dunn Henderson and Mark E. Yellin, with a Foreword by Forrest McDonald (Indianapolis: Liberty Fund, 2004).

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SCENE II

Cato, Portius.

Cato

  • But, hah! how’s this, my son? why this intrusion?
  • Were not my orders that I would be private?
  • Why am I disobeyed?

Portius

  •   Alas! my father!
  • What means this sword? this instrument of death?
  • Let me convey it hence!

Cato

  •   Rash youth, forbear!

Portius

  • Oh let the prayers, the entreaties of your friends,
  • Their tears, their common danger, wrest it from you.

Cato

  • Wouldst thou betray me? wouldst thou give me up
  • A slave, a captive, into Caesar’s hands?
  • Retire, and learn obedience to a father,
  • Or know, young man!—

Portius

  •   Look not thus sternly on me;
  • You know I’d rather die than disobey you.

Cato

  • ’Tis well! again I’m master of myself.
  • Now, Caesar, let thy troops beset our gates,
  • And bar each avenue, thy gathering fleets
  • O’erspread the sea, and stop up every port;
  • Cato shall open to himself a passage,
  • And mock thy hopes—3 "

Portius

  •   Oh, sir! forgive your son,
  • Whose grief hangs heavy on him! Oh my father!
  • How am I sure it is not the last time
  • I e’er shall call you so! be not displeased,
  • Oh be not angry with me whilst I weep,
  • And, in the anguish of my heart beseech you
  • To quit the dreadful purpose of your soul!

Cato

  • Thou hast been ever good and dutiful.  [Embracing him.]
  • Weep not, my son. All will be well again.
  • The righteous gods, whom I have sought to please,
  • Will succour Cato, and preserve his children.

Portius

  • Your words give comfort to my drooping heart.

Cato

  • Portius, thou may’st rely upon my conduct.
  • Thy father will not act what misbecomes him.
  • But go, my son, and see if aught be wanting
  • Among thy father’s friends; see them embarked;
  • And tell me if the winds and seas befriend them.
  • My soul is quite weighed down with care, and asks
  • The soft refreshment of a moment’s sleep.  [Exit.]

Portius

  • My thoughts are more at ease, my heart revives.

[3. ]“Look not . . . mock thy hopes” was omitted from the first two editions of the play—most likely because of a printer’s error—and was reinserted into the play’s third printing (1713).