200:22,000[' ]| 200:22,000[' ]| 200:22,001[A ]| What, have ye brought her? 200:22,002[I ]| Brought her sir? Alas, 200:22,003[I ]| What would you do with such a cake of ice 200:22,004[I ]| Whom all the love in the empire cannot thaw? 200:22,005[I ]| A dull cross thing insensible of glory, 200:22,006[I ]| Deaf to all promises, dead to desire, 200:22,007[I ]| A tedious stickler for her husband's right 200:22,008[I ]| Who like a beggar's cur has brought her up 200:22,009[I ]| To fawn on him and bark at all besides, 200:22,010[I ]| True to the budget beyond all temptation. 200:22,011[A ]| Lewd and ill-mannered fool, were it not for fear 200:22,012[A ]| To do thee good by mending of thy manners 200:22,013[A ]| I'd have thee whipped; is this the account ye bring 200:22,014[A ]| To ease the torments of my restless mind? 200:22,015[G ]| Caesar in vain your vassals have endeavoured 200:22,016[G ]| By promises, persuasions, reasons, wealth, 200:22,017[G ]| All that can make the firmest virtue bend 200:22,018[G ]| To alter her; our arguments like darts 200:22,019[G ]| Shot in the bosom of the boundless air 200:22,020[G ]| Are lost and do not leave the least impression. 200:22,021[G ]| Forgive us if we failed to overcome 200:22,022[G ]| Virtue that could resist the emperor. 200:22,023[A ]| Ye impotent provokers to my lust 200:22,024[A ]| Who can incite and have no power to help! 200:22,025[A ]| How dare ye be alive and I unsatisfied, 200:22,026[A ]| Who to your beings have no other title 200:22,027[A ]| Nor least hopes to preserve 'em but my smiles, 200:22,028[A ]| Who play like poisonous insects all the day 200:22,029[A ]| In the warm shine of me your vital sun 200:22,030[A ]| And when night comes must perish. 200:22,031[A ]| Wretches! whose vicious lives when I withdraw 200:22,032[A ]| The absolute protection of my favour 200:22,033[A ]| Will drag you into all the miseries 200:22,034[A ]| That your own terrors, universal hate 200:22,035[A ]| And law with whips and gaols can bring upon you. 200:22,036[A ]| As you have failed to satisfy my wishes 200:22,037[A ]| Perdition is the least you can expect 200:22,038[A ]| Who durst to undertake and not perform. 200:22,039[A ]| Slaves was it fit I should be disappointed? 200:22,040[A ]| Yet live ~~ 200:22,041[A ]| Continue infamous a little longer, 200:22,042[A ]| You have deserved to end but for this once 200:22,043[A ]| I'll not tread out your nasty snuffs of life; 200:22,044[A ]| But had your poisonous flatteries prevailed 200:22,045[A ]| Upon her chastity I so admire 200:22,046[A ]| Which adds this flaming fury to my fire 200:22,047[A ]| Dogs had devoured ere this your carcasses; 200:22,048[A ]| Is that an object fit for my desires 200:22,049[A ]| Which lies within the reach of your persuasions? 200:22,050[A ]| Had you by your infectious industry 200:22,051[A ]| Showed my Lucina frail to that degree 200:22,052[A ]| You had been damned for undeceiving me. 200:22,053[A ]| But to possess her chaste and uncorrupted! 200:22,054[A ]| There lies the joy and glory of my love, 200:22,055[A ]| A passion too refined for your dull souls 200:22,056[A ]| And such a blessing as I scorn to owe 200:22,057[A ]| The gaining of to any but my self. 200:22,058[A ]| Haste straight to Maximus and let him know 200:22,059[A ]| He must come instantly and speak with me, 200:22,060[A ]| The rest of you wait here; I'll play tonight. 200:22,000[' ]| 200:22,061[A ]| You saucy fool, send privately away 200:22,062[A ]| For Lycias hither by the garden gate, 200:22,063[A ]| That sweet-faced eunuch that sung 200:22,064[A ]| In Maximus's grove the other day 200:22,065[A ]| And in my closet keep him till I come. 200:22,000[' ]| 200:22,066[I ]| I shall sir. 200:22,000[' ]| 200:22,067[I ]| 'Tis a soft rogue this Lycias 200:22,068[I ]| And rightly understood 200:22,069[I ]| He's worth a thousand women's nicenesses. 200:22,070[I ]| The love of women moves even with their lust, 200:22,071[I ]| Who therefore still are fond but seldom just; 200:22,072[I ]| Their love is usury while they pretend 200:22,073[I ]| To gain the pleasure double which they lend; 200:22,074[I ]| But a dear boy's disinterested flame 200:22,075[I ]| Gives pleasure and for mere love gathers pain; 200:22,076[I ]| In him alone fondness sincere does prove 200:22,077[I ]| And the kind, tender, naked boy is love. 200:22,000[' ]|