Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi · 474 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
COme, follow me, assist me, second me: where's the Emperor? Sir, you must pardon us. CAESAR is private now, you may not enter. Not enter? Charge 'em, upon their allegiance, cropshin. We have a charge to the contrary, sir. I pronounce you all traitors, horrible traitors: What? do you know my affairs? I have matter of danger, and state, to impart to CAESAR. What noise is there? who's that names CAESAR? A friend to CAESAR. One that for Caesar's good, would speak with CAESAR. Who is't? look, CORNELIUS. ASINIUS LUPUS. O, bid the turbulent informer hence; We have no vacant ear, now, to receive The unseasoned fruits of his officious tongue. You must avoid him there. I conjure thee, as thou art CAESAR, or respectest thine own safety; or the safety of the state, CAESAR: Hear me, speak with me, CAESAR; 'tis no common business, I come about; but such as, being neglected, may concern the life of CAESAR. The life of CAESAR? Let him enter. VIRGIL, keep thy seat. Bear back there: whither will you? keep back. By thy leave good man usher: mend thy peruke, so. Lay hold on HORACE there; and on Maecenas, LICTORS. Romans, offer no receive, upon your allegiance: Read, royal CAESAR; I'll tickle you, Satire. He will, humours, he will: He will squeeze you, Poet puckfist. I'll lop you off, for an unprofitable branch, you satirical varlet. ay, and EPAMINONDAS your patron, here, with his flagon chain; Come, resign: Though 'twere your great grandfathers, the law has made it mine now, sir. Look to him, my particoloured rascals; look to him. What is this, ASINIUS LUPUS? I understand it not. Not understand it? A libel, CAESAR. A dangerous, seditious libel. A libel in picture. A libel? ay, I found it in this HORACE his study, in Maecenas his house, here; I challenge the penalty of the laws against 'em. ay, and remember to beg their land betimes; before some of these hungry court-hounds sent it out. Show it to HORACE: Ask him, if he know it. Know it? His hand is at it, CAESAR. Then 'tis no libel. It is the imperfect body of an emblem, CAESAR, I began for Maecenas. An emblem? right: That's greek for a libel. Do but mark, how confident he is. A just man cannot fear, thou foolish Tribune; Not, though the malice of traducing tongues, The open vastness of a tyrants ear, The senseless rigour of the wrested laws, Or the red eyes of strained authority Should, in a point, meet all to take his life. His innocence is armour 'gainst all these. Innocence? O, impudence! Let me see, let me see. Is not here an Eagle? And is not that Eagle meant by CAESAR? ha? does not CAESAR give the eagle? Answer me; what sayst thou? Hast thou any evasion, stinkard?
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COme, follow me, assist me, second me: where's the Emperour? Sir, you must pardon vs. CAESAR is priuate now, you may not enter. Not enter? Charge 'hem, vpon their allegeance, crop-shin. We haue a charge to the contrary, sir. I pronounce you all traytors, horrible traytors: What? doe you know my affaires? I haue matter of danger, and state, to impart to CAESAR. What noise is there? who's that names CAESAR? A friend to CAESAR. One that for CAESARS good, would speake with CAESAR. Who is't? looke, CORNELIVS. ASINIVS LVPVS. O, bid the turbulent informer hence; We haue no vacant eare, now, to receiue The vnseason'd fruits of his officious tongue. You must auoid him there. I coniure thee, as thou art CAESAR, or respect'st thine owne safetie; or the safetie of the state, CAESAR: Heare mee, speake with mee, CAESAR; 'tis no common businesse, I come about; but such as, being neglected, may concerne the life of CAESAR. The life of CAESAR? Let him enter. VIRGIL, keepe thy seat. Beare backe there: whither will you? keepe backe. By thy leaue good man vsher: mend thy perruke, so. Lay hold on HORACE there; and on MECOENAS, LICTORS. Romans, offer no reseue, vpon your allegeance: Reade, royall CAESAR; I'le tickle you, Satyre. He will, humours, he will: He will squeeze you, Poet puckfist. I'le lop you off, for an vnprofitable branch, you satyricall varlet. I, and EPAMINONDAS your patron, here, with his flaggon chaine; Come, resigne: Though 'twere your great grand-fathers, the law ha's made it mine now, sir. Looke to him, my party-colour'd rascalls; looke to him. What is this, ASINIVS LVPVS? I vnderstand it not. Not vnderstand it? A libell, CAESAR. A dangerous, seditious libell. A libell in picture. A libell? I, I found it in this HORACE his studie, in MECOENAS his house, here; I challenge the penaltie of the lawes against 'hem. I, and remember to begge their land betimes; before some of these hungrie court-hounds sent it out. Shew it to HORACE: Aske him, if he know it. Know it? His hand is at it, CAESAR. Then 'tis no libell. It is the imperfect body of an embleme, CAESAR, I began for MECOENAS. An embleme? right: That's greeke for a libell. Doe but marke, how confident he is. A iust man cannot feare, thou foolish Tribune; Not, though the malice of traducing tongues, The open vastnesse of a tyrannes eare, The senselesse rigour of the wrested lawes, Or the red eyes of strain'd authoritie Should, in a point, meet all to take his life. His innocence is armour 'gainst all these. Innocence? Ô, impudence! Let mee see, let mee see. Is not here an Eagle? And is not that Eagle meant by CAESAR? ha? Do's not CAESAR giue the eagle? Answere me; what saist thou? Hast thou any euasion, stinkard?