JUBA. Was this thy motive? I have been too hasty.
SYPH. And 'tis for this my prince has called me traitor.
JUBA. Sure thou mistakest; I did not call thee so.
SYPH. You did indeed, my prince, you called me
That Syphax loves you, and would sacrifice
His life, nay, more, his honor in your service.
JUBA. Syphax, I know thou lov'st me, but
The noble mind's distinguishing perfection,
That aids and strengthens virtue where it meets her,
|And imitates her actions, where she is not:||105|
SYPH. By heav'ns,
I'm ravished when you talk thus, though you chide
Alas! I've hitherto been used to think
A blind, officious zeal to serve my king
|The ruling principle that ought to burn||110|
By the same duties that oblige their prince!
JUBA. Syphax, thou now begin'st to speak thyself.
|Numidia's grown a scorn among the nations||115|
Syphax, we'll join our cares, to purge away
Our country's crimes, and clear her reputation.
SYPH. Believe me, prince, you make old Syphax
JUBA. Syphax, thy hand! we'll mutually forget
|The warmth of youth, and frowardness of age:||125|
Syphax shall stand the second in my kingdom.
SYPH. Why will you overwhelm my age with
|My joy grows burdensome, I shan't support it.||130|
JUBA. Syphax, farewell, I'll hence, and try to find
Some blest occasion that may set me right
In Cato's thoughts. I'd rather have that man
Approve my deeds, than worlds for my admirers.
SYPH. (solus). Young men soon give, and soon
My heart had still some foolish fondness for thee:
But hence! 'tis gone: I give it to the winds:
|Cæsar, I'm wholly thine-||140|
SYPH. All hail, Sempronius!
Well, Cato's senate is resolved to wait
The fury of a siege before it yields.
SEM. Syphax, we both were on the verge of fate:
|Lucius declared for peace, and terms were offered||5|
We both must perish in the common wreck,
Lost in a gen'ral, undistinguished ruin.
SYPH. But how stands Cato?
|SEM. Thou hast seen Mount Atlas:||10|
It stands unmoved, and glories in its height.
Such is that haughty man; his towering soul,
|'Midst all the shocks and injuries of fortune,||15|
SEM. I've practised with him,
And found a means to let the victor know
That Syphax and Sempronius are his friends.
|But let me now examine in my turn:||20|
SYPH Yes-- but it is to Cato.
I've tried the force of every reason on him,
Soothed and caressed, been angry, soothed again,
Laid safety, life, and int'rest in his sight,
|But all are vain, he scorns them all for Cato.||25|
SEM. Come, 'tis no matter, we shall do without
He'll make a pretty figure in a triumph,
And serve to trip before the victor's chariot.
Syphax, I now may hope thou hast forsook
|Thy Juba's cause, and wishest Marcia mine.||30|
SYPH. May she be thine as fast as thou wouldst have her!
SEM. Syphax, I love that woman; though I curse
Her and myself, yet, spite of me, I love her.
SYPH. Make Cato sure, and give up Utica,
|Cæsar will ne'er refuse thee such a trifle.||35|
And run among their ranks?
SEM. All, all is ready.
The factious leaders are our friends, that spread
|Murmurs and discontents among the soldiers.||40|
This medley of philosophy and war.
Within an hour they'll storm the senate-house.____________________