Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Is it no other? No other, on my trust. For your more surety, Here is that letter too. (How easily, Do wretched men believe, what they would have! Looks this like plot? Noble Arruntius, stay.) He names him here without his titles. (Note. Yes, and come of your notable fool. I will.) No other, than Sejanus. That's but haste In him that writes. Here he gives large amends. And with his own hand written? Yes. Indeed? Believe it, gentlemen, Sejanus breast Never received more full contentments in, Then at this present. Takes he well th'escape Of young Caligula, with MACRO? Faith, At the first air, it somewhat troubled him. (Observe you? Nothing. Riddles. TIll I see Sejanus struck, no sound thereof strikes me.) I like it not. I muse h' would not attempt Somewhat against him in the Consulship, Seeing the people 'gin to favour him. He doth repent it, now; but h' has employed PAGONIANUS after him: and he holds That correspondence, there, with all that are near about CAESAR, as no thought can pass Without his knowledge, thence, in act to front him. I gratulate the news. But, how comes MACRO So in trust, and favour, with Caligula? O sir, he has a wife; and the young Prince An appetite: he can look up, and spy Flies in the roof, when there are fleas i' bed; And hath a learned nose t'o'assure his sleeps. Who, to be favoured of the rising sun, Would not lend little of his waning moon? 'T is the safest ambition. Noble Terentius. The night grows fast upon vs. At your service. SWell, swell, my joys: and faint not to declare Yourselves, as ample, as your causes are. I did not live, till now; this my first hour: Wherein I see my thoughts reached by my power. But this, and gripe my wishes. Great, and high, The world knows only two, that's Rome, and I. My roof receives me not; 'tis air I tread: And, at each step, I feel my advanced head Knock out a star in heaven! Reared to this height, All my desires seem modest, poor, and sleight, That did before sound impudent: 'Tis place, Not blood, discerns the noble, and the base. Is there not something more, then to be CAESAR? Must we rest there? It irks, t' have come so far, To be so near a stay. Caligula, Would thou stoodst stiff, and many, in our way. Winds lose their strength, when they do empty fly, Unmet of woods or buildings; great fires die That want their matter to withstand them: so, It is our grief, and will be our loss, to know Our power shall want opposites; unless The gods, by mixing in the cause, would bless Our fortune, with their conquest. That were worth Sejanus strife: durst fates but bring it forth. SAfety, to great Sejanus. Now, Terentius? Hears not my lord the wonder? Speak it, no. I meet it violent in the people's mouths, Who run, in routs, to POMPEY'S theatre, To view your statue: which, they say, sends forth A smoke, as from a furnace, black, and dreadful.
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Is it no other? No other, on my trust. For your more surety, Here is that letter too. (How easily, Doe wretched men beleeue, what they would haue! Lookes this like plot? Noble ARRVNTIVS, stay.) He names him here without his titles. (Note. Yes, and come of your notable foole. I will.) No other, then SEIANVS. That's but haste In him that writes. Here he giues large amends. And with his owne hand written? Yes. Indeed? Beleeue it, gentlemen, SEIANVS brest Neuer receiu'd more full contentments in, Then at this present. Takes he well th'escape Of young CALIGVLA, with MACRO? Faith, At the first aire, it somewhat troubled him. (Obserue you? Nothing. Riddles. TIll I see SEIANVS strooke, no sound thereof strikes me.) I like it not. I muse h' would not attempt Somewhat against him in the Consul-ship, Seeing the people 'ginne to fauour him. He doth repent it, now; but h' has employ'd PAGONIANVS after him: and he holds That correspondence, there, with all that are Neere about CAESAR, as no thought can paſse Without his knowledge, thence, in act to front him. I gratulate the newes. But, how comes MACRO So in trust, and fauour, with CALIGVLA? O sir, he ha's a wife; and the young Prince An appetite: he can looke vp, and spie Flies in the roofe, when there are fleas i' bed; And hath a learned nose to'assure his sleepes. Who, to be fauour'd of the rising sunne, Would not lend little of his waning moone? 'T is the saf'st ambition. Noble TERENTIVS. The night growes fast vpon vs. At your seruice. SWell, swell, my ioyes: and faint not to declare Your selues, as ample, as your causes are. I did not liue, till now; this my first hower: Wherein I see my thoughts reach'd by my power. But this, and gripe my wishes. Great, and high, The world knowes only two, that's Rome, and I. My roofe receiues me not; 'tis aire I tread: And, at each step, I feele my aduanced head Knocke out a starre in heau'n! Rear'd to this height, All my desires seeme modest, poore, and sleight, That did before sound impudent: 'Tis place, Not bloud, discernes the noble, and the base. Is there not something more, then to be CAESAR? Must we rest there? It yrkes, t' haue come so far, To be so neere a stay. CALIGVLA, Would thou stood'st stiffe, and many, in our way. Windes lose their strength, when they doe emptie flie, Vn-met of woods or buildings; great fires die That want their matter to with-stand them: so, It is our griefe, and will be' our losse, to know Our power shall want opposites; vnlesse The gods, by mixing in the cause, would blesse Our fortune, with their conquest. That were worth SEIANVS strife: durst fates but bring it forth. SAfety, to great SEIANVS. Now, TERENTIVS? Heares not my lord the wonder? Speake it, no. I meete it violent in the peoples mouthes, Who runne, in routs, to POMPEY'S theatre, To view your statue: which, they say, sends forth A smoke, as from a fornace, black, and dreadfull.