CHORUSES IN JULIUS CAESAR. CHORUS I. I. WHITHER is Roman honour gone? Who with our toil, our blood, and all we have befide, Fearless he will his life expofe; So does a lion or a bear; His very virtues threaten those How ftupid wretches we appear ΤΟ Who round the world for wealth and empire roam, Yet never, never think what flaves we are at home! III. Did men for this together join, Quitting the free wild life of Nature? What other beast did e'er defign The fetting up his fellow-creature, 15 Oh! rather than be flaves to bold imperious men, 20 Give us our wildness and our woods, our huts and Happily we all should live, and harmless as our sheep, And at last as calmly die as infants fall asleep. 27 CHORUS IT. Lo! to prevent this mighty empire's doom, Great is her danger; but I will engage 'Tis hard a man so great should fall fo low; More hard to let fo brave a people.bow Toone themselves have rais'd, who fcorns them now. Yet, oh! I grieve that Brutus fhould be ftain'd, 10 But only he can make the reft combine, The centre where those mighty fpirits join. Unthinking men no sort of scruples make, Thus fome, for envy or revenge, intend CHORUS 111. By two aerial Spirits. I. TELL, Oh! tell me whence arife These disorders in our skies? Rome's great Genius wildly gaz'd, And the gods feem all amaz'd. II. Know, in fight of this day's fun 15 21 But will not goodness claim regard? I. Does not their country lie at stake? Tho' dreadful be this doom of Fate, ΙΟ 15 20 23 CHORUS IV. How great a curfe has Providence 1 |