Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Why we are worse, if to be slaves, and bond To CAESARS slave, be such, the proud Sejanus? He that is all, do's all, gives CAESAR leave To hide his ulcerous, and anointed face, With his bald crown at Rhodes, while he here stalks Upon the heads of Romanes, and their Princes, Familiarly to Empire. Now you touch A point indeed, wherein he shows his art, As well as power. And villainy in both. do you observe where LIVIA lodges? How Drusus came dead? What men have been cut off? Yes, those are things removed: I nearer look't, Into his later practice, where he stands Declared a master in his mystery. First, ere Tiberius went, he wrought his fear, To think that AGRIPPINA sought his death. Then put those doubts in her; sent her oft word, under the show of friendship, to beware Of CAESAR, for he laid to poison her: drove them to frowns, to mutual jealousies, Which, now, in visible hatred are burst out. Since, he hath had his hired instruments To work on NERO, and to heave him up; To tell him CAESAR'S old; That all the people, Yea, all the army have their eyes on him; That both do long to have him undertake Something of worth, to give the world a hope; Bids him to court their grace; the easy youth, Perhaps, gives ear, which straight he writes to CAESAR; And with this comment: See yond dangerous boy, Note but the practice of the mother, there, she's tying him, for purposes at hand, With men of sword. Here's CAESAR put in fright 'Gainst son, and mother. Yet, he leaves not thus. The second brother Drusus (a fierce nature, And fitter for his snares, because ambitious, And full of envy) him he clasp's, and hugs, poisons with praise, tells him what hearts he wears, How bright he stands in popular expectance; That Rome doth suffer with him, in the wrong His mother does him, by preferring NERO: Thus sets he them asunder, each 'gainst other, projects the course, that serves him to condemn, keeps in opinion of a friend to all, And all drives on to ruin. CAESAR sleeps, And nods at this? Would he might ever sleep, Bogged in his filthy lusts. Treason to CAESAR. Lay hands vpon the traitor, LATIARIS, Or take the name thyself. I am for CAESAR. Am I then catched? How think you, sir? you are. Spies of this head! so white! so full of years! Well, my most reverend monsters, you may live To see yourselves thus snared. Away with him. Hale him away. To be a spy for traitors, Is honourable vigilance. You do well, My most officious instruments of state; Men of all uses: Drag me hence, away. The year is well begun, and I fall fit, To be an offering to Sejanus. Go. Cover him with his garments, hide his face. It shall not need. Forbear your rude assault, The fault's not shameful villainy makes a fault.
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Why we are worse, if to be slaues, and bond To CAESARS slaue, be such, the proud SEIANVS? He that is all, do's all, giues CAESAR leaue To hide his vlcerous, and anointed face, With his bald crowne at Rhodes, while he here stalkes Vpon the heads of Romanes, and their Princes, Familiarly to Empire. Now you touch A point indeed, wherein he shewes his arte, As well as power. And villany in both. Doe you obserue where LIVIA lodges? How DRVSVS came dead? What men haue beene cut off? Yes, those are things remou'd: I neerer look't, Into his later practice, where he stands Declar'd a master in his mysterie. First, ere TIBERIVS went, he wrought his feare, To thinke that AGRIPPINA sought his death. Then put those doubts in her; sent her oft word, Vnder the show of friendship, to beware Of CAESAR, for he laid to poyson her: Draue them to frownes, to mutuall iealousies, Which, now, in visible hatred are burst out. Since, he hath had his hyred instruments To worke on NERO, and to heaue him vp; To tell him CAESAR'S old; That all the people, Yea, all the armie haue their eyes on him; That both doe long to haue him vndertake Something of worth, to giue the world a hope; Bids him to court their grace; the easie youth, Perhaps, giues eare, which straight he writes to CAESAR; And with this comment: See yon'd dangerous boy, Note but the practice of the mother, there, Shee's tying him, for purposes at hand, With men of sword. Here's CAESAR put in fright 'Gainst sonne, and mother. Yet, he leaues not thus. The second brother DRVSVS (a fierce nature, And fitter for his snares, because ambitious, And full of enuie) him he clasp's, and hugs, Poysons with praise, tells him what hearts he weares, How bright he stands in popular expectance; That Rome doth suffer with him, in the wrong His mother does him, by preferring NERO: Thus sets he them asunder, each 'gainst other, Proiects the course, that serues him to condemne, Keepes in opinion of a friend to all, And all driues on to ruine. CAESAR sleepes, And nods at this? Would he might euer sleepe, Bogg'd in his filthy lusts. Treason to CAESAR. Lay hands vpon the traytor, LATIARIS, Or take the name thy selfe. I am for CAESAR. Am I then catch'd? How thinke you, sir? you are. Spies of this head! so white! so full of yeeres! Well, my most reuerend monsters, you may liue To see your selues thus snar'd. Away with him. Hale him away. To be a spie for traytors, Is honorable vigilance. You doe well, My most officious instruments of state; Men of all vses: Drag me hence, away. The yeere is well begun, and I fall fit, To be an offring to SEIANVS. Goe. Couer him with his garments, hide his face. It shall not need. Forbeare your rude assault, The fault's not shamefull villanie makes a fault.