DRAMATIC SCENES. 



Shake Philips firmness, and convulse his heart, 



And, with a fiery flood of civil war, 



Threaten to deluge my divided land. 



I've heard them both ; by neither am convinc'd : 



And yet Demetrius' words went thro* my HEART. 



A double crime, Demetrius, is your charge; 



Fondness for Rome, and hatred to your brother. 



If you can clear your innocence in one, 



'Twill give us cause to think you wrong' d in both. 



DEM.* How shall I clear it, Sir? 



KING. This honest man 



Detests the Romans. If you wed his daughter, 

 Rome's/oe becomes the guardian of your faith. 



DEM. I told you, Sir, when I return'd from Rome 



KiNG.f How ! Dost thou want an absolute command ? 

 Your BROTHER, FATHER, COUNTRY, ALL exact it. 



ANT.J See yonder guards at hand, if you refuse; 

 Nay, more, a father, so distress'd, demands 

 A son's compassion, to becalm his heart. 

 Oh ! Sir, comply. 



DEM. There ! there ! indeed you touch me ; 

 Besides, if I'm confind, and Perseus FREE, 



I never, never, shall behold her more, 



Pardon, ye gods ! an artifice forc'd on me. 

 Dread Sir, your Son complies. || 



DYMAS. Astonishment ! 



KING. Strike off his chains. Nay, Perseus, too, is free : 

 They wear no bonds but those of duty, now. 

 Dymas, go, thank the prince : He weds your daughter, 

 And highest honours pay your high desert. 



YOUNG'S BROTHERS. 



* In the most anxious manner. } In a haughty manner. 



Aside to Demetrius. Aside to Antigonns. j| To the Jiln. 



