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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

Sempronius, Lucius, Cato.

Sempronius

  • Cato, we thank thee.
  • The mighty genius of immortal Rome
  • Speaks in thy voice, thy soul breathes liberty:
  • Caesar will shrink to hear the words thou utterest,
  • And shudder in the midst of all his conquests.

Lucius

  • The senate owns its gratitude to Cato,
  • Who with so great a soul consults its safety,
  • And guards our lives, while he neglects his own.

Sempronius

  • Sempronius gives no thanks on this account.
  • Lucius seems fond of life; but what is life?
  • ’Tis not to stalk about, and draw fresh air
  • From time to time, or gaze upon the sun;
  • ’Tis to be free. When liberty is gone,
  • Life grows insipid, and has lost its relish.
  • Oh, could my dying hand but lodge a sword
  • In Caesar’s bosom, and revenge my country,
  • By heavens, I could enjoy the pangs of death,
  • And smile in agony.

Lucius

  •   Others perhaps
  • May serve their country with as warm a zeal,
  • Though ’tis not kindled into so much rage.

Sempronius

  • This sober conduct is a mighty virtue
  • In lukewarm patriots.

Cato

  • Come! no more, Sempronius,
  • All here are friends to Rome, and to each other.
  • Let us not weaken still the weaker side
  • By our divisions.

Sempronius

  •   Cato, my resentments
  • Are sacrificed to Rome—I stand reproved.

Cato

  • Fathers, ’tis time you come to a resolve.

Lucius

  • Cato, we all go into your opinion.
  • Caesar’s behaviour has convinced the senate
  • We ought to hold it out till terms arrive.10

Sempronius

  • We ought to hold it out till death; but, Cato,
  • My private voice is drowned amid the senate’s.

Cato

  • Then let us rise, my friends, and strive to fill
  • This little interval, this pause of life,
  • (While yet our liberty and fates are doubtful,)
  • With resolution, friendship, Roman bravery,
  • And all the virtues we can crowd into it;
  • That heaven may say, it ought to be prolonged.
  • Fathers, farewell—The young Numidian prince
  • Comes forward, and expects to know our counsels.

[10. ]Terms of peace; here, the meaning is terms acceptable to Cato and his supporters (see Cato’s speech “Bid him disband . . . ,” II.3, p. 36).