Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
The triumph that thou hadst in Germanie For thy late victory on SACROVIR, Thou hast enjoyed so freely, CAIUS Silius, As no man it envied thee; nor would CAESAR, Or Rome admit, that thou wert then defrauded Of any honours, thy deserts could claim, In the fair service of the commonwealth: But now, if, after all their loves, and graces, (Thy actions, and their courses being discovered) It shall appear to CAESAR, and this Senate, Thou hast defiled those glories, with thy crimes— Crimes? Patience, Silius. Tell thy moil of patience, I am a Roman. What are my crimes? Proclaim them. Am I too rich? too honest for the times? have I or treasure, jewels, land, or houses That some informer gapes for? Is my strength Too much to be admitted? Or my knowledge? These now are crimes. Nay, Silius, if the name Of crime so touch thee, with what impotence Wilt thou endure the matter to be searched? I tell thee, AFER, with more scorn, than fear: Employ your mercenary tongue, and art. Where's my accuser? Here. VARRO? The Consul? Is he thrust in? 'Tis I accuse thee, Silius. Against the majesty of Rome, and CAESAR, I do pronounce thee here a guilty cause, First, of beginning, and occasioning, Next, drawing out the war in Gallia, For which thou late triumphest; dissembling long That SACROVIR to be an enemy, Only to make thy entertainment more, Whilst thou, and thy wife SOSIA polled the province; Wherein, with sordid-base desire of gain, Thou hast discredited thy actions worth And been a traitor to the state. Thou liest. I thank thee, Silius, speak so still, and often. If I not prove it, CAESAR, but injustly have called him into trial, here I bind myself to suffer, what I claim 'gainst him; And yield, to have what I have spoke, confirmed By judgement of the court, and all good men. CAESAR, I crave to have my cause deferred, Till this man's Consulship be out. We cannot, Nor may we grant it. Why? shall he design My day of trial? is he my accuser? And must he be my judge? It hath been usual, And is a right, that custom hath allowed The magistrate, to call forth private men; And to appoint their day: Which privilege We may not in the Consul see infringed, By whose deep watches, and industrious care It is so laboured, as the commonwealth Receive no loss, by any oblique course. CAESAR, thy fraud is worse than violence. Silius, mistake us not, we dare not use The credit of the Consul, to thy wrong, But only do preserve his place, and power, So far as it concerns the dignity, And honour of the state. Believe him, Silius. Why, so he may, Arruntius. I say so. And he may choose too. By the capitol, And all our gods, but that the dear republic, Our sacred laws, and just authority Are interested therein, I should be silent.
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The triumph that thou hadst in Germanie For thy late victorie on SACROVIR, Thou hast enioy'd so freely, CAIVS SILIVS, As no man it enuy'd thee; nor would CAESAR, Or Rome admit, that thou wert then defrauded Of any honours, thy deserts could clayme, In the faire seruice of the common-wealth: But now, if, after all their loues, and graces, (Thy actions, and their courses being discouer'd) It shall appeare to CAESAR, and this Senate, Thou hast defil'd those glories, with thy crimes— Crimes? Patience, SILIVS. Tell thy moile of patience, I am a Romane. What are my crimes? Proclaime them. Am I too rich? too honest for the times? Haue I or treasure, iewels, land, or houses That some informer gapes for? Is my strength Too much to be admitted? Or my knowledge? These now are crimes. Nay, SILIVS, if the name Of crime so touch thee, with what impotence Wilt thou endure the matter to be search'd? I tell thee, AFER, with more scorne, then feare: Employ your mercenarie tongue, and arte. Where's my accuser? Here. VARRO? The Consul? Is he thrust in? 'Tis I accuse thee, SILIVS. Against the maiestie of Rome, and CAESAR, I doe pronounce thee here a guiltie cause, First, of beginning, and occasioning, Next, drawing out the warre in Gallia, For which thou late triumph'st; dissembling long That SACROVIR to be an enemie, Only to make thy entertainement more, Whil'st thou, and thy wife SOSIA poll'd the prouince; Wherein, with sordide-base desire of gaine, Thou hast discredited thy actions worth And beene a traytor to the state. Thou lyest. I thanke thee, SILIVS, speake so still, and often. If I not proue it, CAESAR, but iniustly Haue call'd him into tryall, here I bind My selfe to suffer, what I claime 'gainst him; And yeeld, to haue what I haue spoke, confirm'd By iudgement of the court, and all good men. CAESAR, I craue to haue my cause defer'd, Till this mans Consulship be out. We cannot, Nor may we graunt it. Why? shall he designe My day of tryall? is he my accuser? And must he be my iudge? It hath beene vsuall, And is a right, that custome hath allow'd The magistrate, to call forth priuate men; And to appoint their day: Which priuiledge We may not in the Consul see infring'd, By whose deepe watches, and industrious care It is so labour'd, as the common-wealth Receiue no losse, by any oblique course. CAESAR, thy fraud is worse then violence. SILIVS, mistake vs not, we dare not vse The credit of the Consul, to thy wrong, But only doe preserue his place, and power, So farre as it concernes the dignitie, And honor of the state. Beleeue him, SILIVS. Why, so he may, ARRVNTIVS. I say so. And he may choose too. By the capitoll, And all our gods, but that the deare republick, Our sacred lawes, and iust authoritie Are interess'd therein, I should be silent.