Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
True friend, were he himself, or were there hope, Or possibility he could be so. But shall our valour toil in sweat and blood Only to gain a Roman Monarchy For Cleopatra, and th'effeminate rout Of base Canope? shall her timbrels fright Rome's Capitol, and her advanced pride Tread on the necks of captive Senators? Or, which is more, shall th' earth's Imperial seat Remove from Rome to Egypt's swarthy sands? For who can tell if mad Antonius Have promised her, as Caius Marius once Promised the Samnites, to transfer the state? It may be so, his dotage is enough To grant it her, her pride enough to ask it. Manutius Plancus, in this whole discourse Thou speak'st my very thoughts no more, here comes Lucilius, whither so fast? My Lords, Down to the Fort to wait upon the Consuls, The Roman Consuls both, Titus Domitius, And Caius Sassius are from Rome arrived Here at Pelusium, what the matter is s not yet known. we'll go along with thee; This now begins to look like business, Marcus. 'tIs not the place, nor marble walls that make A Senate lawful, or decrees of power, But convocation of the men themselves The sacred order by true Magistrates. Then Rome is here; here both her Consuls are, Here are her axes, and her falces born, And no small number of that sacred order Are here assisting, when the barbarous Gaules Had taken Rome, when all the Senate fled, And with Camillus their Dictator then At Veii lived, Rome then at Veii was, As now in Egypt. Fathers, know the face, Of your assembly, know your lawful power. Consult, decree, and act whate'er may be Happy, and prosperous tor the Commonwealth. Whilst power of laws, whilst reverence of the Senate, And due respect t' a consul's dignity Could give protection to the consul's persons We did maintain thy cause Antonius Against proud Caesar's faction. Now since laws Are put to silence, and the Senate forced, The Consuls sacred privilege infringed By rage and lawless arms, we are expelled, And suffer banishment to be restored, And re-endenized by thy conquering sword. Now justly draw it. Fate approves thy cause, And on thy conquest sets a glorious prize, Greater than all thy former wars could give. Sextus Pompeius, Marcus Lepidus Are ruined both, and all competitors Are ta'en away; Fortune has left but one To share the world with thee; nor canst thou share The world with him, his pride would bar thy right, And Caesar's glory dim Antonius' light. Thou canst not shine unless alone thou shine. Or all the world, or nothing must be thine. The Consulship, that was designed to thee, The Senate have revoked, and decree 'Gainst Cleopatra war, but meant 'gainst thee. What would their malice dare Antonius, Had Fortune frowned, thy Kings and Provinces Revolted from thee, that dare now provoke Thy growing fortunes and assisting Gods? Their injury has made thy quarrel just. Be speedy then, and lose no time of action: Caesar is needy; his Italian soldiers Are apt to mutiny for want of pay, And might with ease be tempted to revolt.
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True friend, were he himſelf, or were there hope, Or poſſibility he could be ſo. But ſhall our valour toile in ſweat and bloud Only to gain a Roman Monarchy For Cleopatra, and th'effminate rout Of baſe Canop? ſhall her timbrels fright Romes Cp toll, and her advanced pride Tread on the neks of captive Senators? Or, which more, ſhall th' earths Imperiall ſeat Remove from Rome to Aegypts ſwarthy ſands? For who can tell if mad Antonius Have promis'd her, as Cus Marius once Promisd the Samnites, to transferre the ſtate? It may be ſo, his dotage is enough To grant it her, her pride enough to aske it. Manutius Planus, in this whole diſcourſe Thou ſpeak'ſt my very thoughts no more, here comes ucilius, whither ſo faſt? My Lords, own to the Fort to wait upon the Conſuls, he Roman Conſuls both, Titus Domitius, nd Caius Sſſius are from Rome arriv'd ere at Peluſium, what the matter is s not yet known. Wee'll go along with thee; This now begins to look like buſineſſe, Marcus. TIs not the place, nor marble wals that make A Senate lawfull, or decrees of power, But convocation of the men themſelves The ſacred order by true Magiſtrates. Then Rome is here; here both her Conſuls are, Here are her axes, and her falces born, And no ſmall number of that ſacred order Are here aſſiſting, when the barbarous Gaules Had taken Rome, when all the Senate fled, And with Camllus their Dictator then At Veii liv'd, Rome then at Veii was, As now in Aegypt. Fathers, know the face, Of your aſſembly, know your lawfull power. Conſult, decree, and act what ere may be Happy, and proſperous tor the Common-wealth. Whilſt power of laws, whilſt reverence of the Senate, And due reſpect t' a Conſuls dignity Could give protection to the Conſuls perſons We did maintain thy cauſe Antonius Againſt proud Caeſars faction. Now ſince laws Are put to ſilence, and the Senate forc'd, The Conſuls ſacred priviledge infring'd By rage and lawleſſe armes, we are expell'd, And ſuffer baniſhment to be reſtor'd, And re-indeniz'd by thy conquering ſword. Now juſtly draw it. Fate approves thy cauſe, And on thy conqueſt ſets a glorious prize, Greater then all thy former wars could give▪ Sextus Pompeius, Marcus Lepidus Are ruin'd both, and all competitors Are tane away; Fortune has left but one To ſhare the world with thee; nor canſt thou ſhare The world with him, his pride would barre thy right▪ And Caeſar's glory dim Antonius light. Thou canſt not ſhine unleſſe alone thou ſhine. Or all the world, or nothing muſt be thine. The Conſulſhip, that was deſign'd to thee, The Senate have revoked, and decree 'Gainſt Cleopatra warre, but meant 'gainſt thee. What would their malice dare Antonius, Had Fortune frown'd, thy Kings and Provinces Revolted from thee, that dare now povoke Thy growing fortunes and aſſiſting Gods? Their injury has made thy quarrell juſt. Be ſpeedy then, and loſe no time of action: Caeſar is needy; his Italian ſouldiers Are apt to mutiny for want of pay, And might with eaſe be tempted to revolt.