Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
hail, CAIUS Silius. TITIUS Sabinus, hail. You're rarely met in court! Therefore, well met. 'Tis true: Indeed, this place is not our sphere. No, Silius, we are no good engineers; We want the fine arts, & their thriving use, Should make us graced, or favoured of the times: We have no shift of faces, no cleft tongues, No soft, and glutinous bodies, that can stick, Like snails, on painted walls; or, on our breasts, Creep up, to fall, from that proud height, to which We did by slavery, not by service, clime. We are no guilty men, and then no great; We have nor place in court, office in state, That we can say, we owe unto our crimes: We burn with no black secrets, which can make Us dear to the pale authors; or live feared Of their still waking jealousies, to raise ourselves a fortune, by subverting theirs. We stand not in the lines, that do advance To that so courted point. But yonder lean A pair that do. SATRIUS SECVNDVS, and PINNARIUS NATTA, The great Sejanus clients: There be two, Know more, then honest councils: whose close breasts Were they ripped up to light, it would be found A poor, and idle sin, to which their trunks Had not been made fit organs. These can lie, Flatter, and swear, forswear, deprave, inform, Smile, and betray; make guilty men; then beg The forfeit lives, to get the livings; cut Men's throats with whisperings; sell to gaping suitors The empty smoke, that flies about the Palace; Laugh, when their patron laughs; sweat, when he sweats; Be hot, and cold with him; change every mood, Habit, and garb, as often as he varies; Observe him, as his watch observes his clock; And true, as turquois in the dear lords ring, Look well, or ill with him: ready to praise His lordship, if he spit, or but piss fair, have an indifferent stool, or break wind well, Nothing can scape their catch. Alas! these things Deserve no note, conferred with other vile, And filthier flatteries, that corrupt the times: When, not alone our gentries chief are feign To make their safety from such sordid acts, But all our Consuls, and no little part Of such as have been Praetors, yea, the most Of Senators (that else not use their voices) Start up in public Senate, and there strive Who shall propound most abject things, and base, So much, as oft Tiberius hath been heard, Leaving the court, to cry O race of men, Prepared for servitude! which showed, that, he Who lest the public liberty could like, As loathly brooked their flat servility.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
HAile, CAIVS SILIVS. TITIVS SABINVS, Haile. Yo'are rarely met in court! Therefore, well met. 'Tis true: Indeed, this place is not our sphaere. No, SILIVS, wee are no good inginers; We want the fine arts, & their thriuing vse, Should make vs grac'd, or fauour'd of the times: We haue no shift of faces, no cleft tongues, No soft, and glutinous bodies, that can sticke, Like snailes, on painted walls; or, on our brests, Creepe vp, to fall, from that proud height, to which We did by slauerie, not by seruice, clime. We are no guilty men, and then no great; We haue nor place in court, office in state, That we can say, we owe vnto our crimes: We burne with no black secrets, which can make Vs deare to the pale authors; or liue fear'd Of their still waking iealosies, to raise Our selues a fortune, by subuerting theirs. We stand not in the lines, that doe aduance To that so courted point. But yonder leane A paire that doe. SATRIVS SECVNDVS, and PINNARIVS NATTA, The great SEIANVS clients: There be two, Know more, then honest councells: whose close brests Were they rip'd vp to light, it would be found A poore, and idle sinne, to which their trunkes Had not beene made fit organs. These can lye, Flatter, and sweare, forsweare, depraue, informe, Smile, and betray; make guilty men; then beg The forfeit liues, to get the liuings; cut Mens throates with whisprings; sell to gaping sutors The emptie smoake, that flyes about the Palace; Laugh, when their patron laughes; sweat, when he sweates; Be hot, and cold with him; change euery moode, Habit, and garbe, as often as he varies; Obserue him, as his watch obserues his clocke; And true, as turkise in the deare lords ring, Looke well, or ill with him: ready to praise His lordship, if he spit, or but pisse faire, Haue an indifferent stoole, or breake winde well, Nothing can scape their catch. Alas! these things Deserue no note, confer'd with other vile, And filthier flatteries, that corrupt the times: When, not alone our gentries chiefe are faine To make their safety from such sordide acts, But all our Consuls, and no little part Of such as haue beene Praetors, yea, the most Of Senators (that else not vse their voyces) Start vp in publique Senate, and there striue Who shall propound most abiect things, and base, So much, as oft TIBERIVS hath beene heard, Leauing the court, to crie Ô race of men, Prepar'd for seruitude! which shew'd, that, he Who least the publique liberty could like, As loathly brook'd their flat seruilitie.