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SCENE III - 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 III

Syphax, Sempronius.

Syphax

  •     Sempronius, all is ready,
  • I’ve sounded my Numidians, man by man,
  • And find ’em ripe for a revolt: they all
  • Complain aloud of Cato’s discipline,
  • And wait but the command to change their master.

Sempronius

  • Believe me, Syphax, there’s no time to waste;
  • Ev’n whilst we speak, our conqueror comes on,
  • And gathers ground upon us every moment.
  • Alas! thou know’st not Caesar’s active soul,22
  • With what a dreadful course he rushes on
  • From war to war: in vain has nature formed
  • Mountains and oceans to oppose his passage;
  • He bounds o’er all, victorious in his march;
  • The Alps and Pyreneans23 sink before him,
  • Through winds and waves and storms he works his way,
  • Impatient for the battle: one day more
  • Will set the victor thundering at our gates.
  • But tell me, hast thou yet drawn o’er young Juba?
  • That still would recommend thee more to Caesar,
  • And challenge better terms.

Syphax

  •     Alas! he’s lost,
  • He’s lost, Sempronius; all his thoughts are full
  • Of Cato’s virtues:—but I’ll try once more
  • (For every instant I expect him here)
  • If yet I can subdue those stubborn principles
  • Of faith, of honour, and I know not what,
  • That have corrupted his Numidian temper,
  • And struck the infection into all his soul.

Sempronius

  • Be sure to press upon him every motive.
  • Juba’s surrender, since his father’s death,
  • Would give up Afric into Caesar’s hands,
  • And make him lord of half the burning zone.

Syphax

  • But is it true, Sempronius, that your senate
  • Is called together? Gods! thou must be cautious!
  • Cato has piercing eyes, and will discern
  • Our frauds, unless they’re covered thick with art.24

Sempronius

  • Let me alone, good Syphax, I’ll conceal
  • My thoughts in passion (’tis the surest way);
  • I’ll bellow out for Rome and for my country,
  • And mouth at Caesar till I shake the senate.
  • Your cold hypocrisy’s a stale device,
  • A worn-out trick: wouldst thou be thought in earnest?
  • Clothe thy feigned zeal in rage, in fire, in fury!

Syphax

  • In troth, thou ’rt able to instruct grey-hairs,
  • And teach the wily African deceit!

Sempronius

  • Once more, be sure to try thy skill on Juba.
  • Meanwhile I’ll hasten to my Roman soldiers,
  • Inflame the mutiny, and underhand
  • Blow up their discontents, till they break out
  • Unlooked for, and discharge themselves on Cato.
  • Remember, Syphax, we must work in haste:
  • Oh think what anxious moments pass between
  • The birth of plots and their last fatal periods.
  • Oh! ’tis a dreadful interval of time,
  • Filled up with horror all, and big with death!
  • Destruction hangs on every word we speak,
  • On every thought, till the concluding stroke
  • Determines all, and closes our design.  [Exit.]

Syphax, solus

  • I’ll try if yet I can reduce to reason
  • This head-strong youth, and make him spurn at Cato.
  • The time is short, Caesar comes rushing on us—
  • But hold! young Juba sees me, and approaches.

[22. ]A not uncommon characterization of Caesar; e.g. Lucan, Pharsalia I.143–51, II.439.44.

[23. ]The Alps and Pyrenees represented the farthest reaches of the civilized Roman world.

[24. ]See Spectator 231.