Early Plays — Catiline, the Warrior's Barrow, Olaf Liljekrans by Henrik Ibsen
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CETHEGUS. Shake off these useless thoughts; they profit naught; Act like a man; still can this fight be won; A bold resolve now--; you have friends enough; Speak but the word, and we shall follow you.-- You are not tempted? Answer! CATILINE. No, I say! And why are you so eager to conspire? Be honest! Are you driven by thirst for freedom? Is it in order to renew Rome's splendor That you would ruin all? LENTULUS. Indeed, 'tis not; Yet surely is the hope of personal greatness Sufficient motive for our enterprise! CETHEGUS. And means enough to taste the joys of life Are not, in truth, to be so lightly scorned. That is my motive;--I am not ambitious. CATILINE. I knew it. Only mean and paltry motives, The hope of private vantage, urge you on. No, no, my friends; I aimed at nobler things! True, I have sought with bribes and promises To seize ere now the consulate, and yet My plan was greater and comprised much more Than means like these would point to. Civic freedom, The welfare of the state,--these were my aims. Men have misjudged, appearances belied me; |
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