Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
A guard on LATIARIS. O, the spy! The reverend spy is caught, who pities him? Reward, sir, for your service: now, you ha' done Your property, you see what use is made? Hang up the instrument. give leave. Stand, stand, He comes upon his death, that doth advance An inch toward my point. have we no friends here? Hushed. Where now are all the hails, and acclamations? Hail, to the Consuls, and this noble Senate. Is MACRO here? O, thou art lost, Sejanus. Sit still, and unaffrighted, reverend Fathers. MACRO, by Caesar's grace, the new-made Provost, And now possessed of the praetorian bands, An honour late belonged to that proud man, Bids you, be safe: and to your constant doom Of his deservings, offers you the surety Of all the soldiers, tribunes, and centurions, Received in our command. Sejanus, Sejanus, Stand forth, Sejanus. Am I called? ay, thou, Thou insolent monster, art bid stand. Why, MACRO, It hath been otherwise, between you, and I? This court, that knows us both, hath seen a difference, And can (if it be pleased to speak) confirm, Whose insolence is most. Come down Typhoeus, If mine be most, lo, thus I make it more; Kick up thy heels in air, tear off thy rob, Play with thy beard, and nostrils. Thus 'tis fit, (And no man take compassion of thy state) To use th'ingrateful viper, tread his brains Into the earth. Forbear. If I could lose All my humanity now, 'twere well to torture So meriting a traitor. Wherefore, Fathers, Sit you amazed, and silent? and not censure This wretch, who in the hour he first rebelled 'Gainst Caesar's bounty, did condemn himself? Phlegrae, the field, where all the sons of earth Mustered against the gods, did ne'er acknowledge So proud, and huge a monster. Take him hence. And all the gods guard CAESAR. Take him hence. Hence. To the dungeon with him. He deserves it. Crown all our doors with bays. And let an ox With gilded horns, and garlands, straight be led Unto the capitol. And sacrificed To JOVE, for Caesar's safety. All our gods Be present still to CAESAR. Phoebus. MARS. DIANA. PALLAS. JUNO, MERCVRIE, All guard him. Forth, thou prodigy of men. Let all the traitors titles be defaced. His images, and statues be pulled down. His chariot-wheels be broken. And the legs Of the poor horses, that deserved nought, Let them be broken too. O, violent change, And whirl of men's affections! Like, as both Their bulks and souls were bound on fortune's wheel, And must act only with her motion! WHo would depend upon the popular air, Or voice of men, that have today beheld (That which if all the gods had fore-declared, Would not have been believed) Sejanus fall? He, that this morn rose proudly, as the sun? And, breaking through a mist of client's breath, Came on as gazed at, and admired, as he When superstitious Moores salute his light! That had our servile nobles waiting him
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A guard on LATIARIS. O, the spie! The reuerend spie is caught, who pitties him? Reward, sir, for your seuice: now, you ha' done Your propertie, you see what vse is made? Hang vp the instrument. Giue leaue. Stand, stand, He comes vpon his death, that doth aduance An inch toward my point. Haue we no friends here? Hush't. Where now are all the hailes, and acclamations? HAile, to the Consuls, and this noble Senate. Is MACRO here? O, thou art lost, SEIANVS. Sit still, and vn-affrighted, reuerend Fathers. MACRO, by CAESARS grace, the new-made Prouost, And now possest of the praetorian bands, An honour late belong'd to that proud man, Bids you, be safe: and to your constant doome Of his deseruings, offers you the surety Of all the souldiers, tribunes, and centurions, Receiu'd in our command. SEIANVS, SEIANVS, Stand forth, SEIANVS. Am I call'd? I, thou, Thou insolent monster, art bid stand. Why, MACRO, It hath beene otherwise, betweene you, and I? This court, that knowes vs both, hath seene a difference, And can (if it be pleas'd to speake) confirme, Whose insolence is most. Come downe Typhoeus, If mine be most, loe, thus I make it more; Kicke vp thy heeles in ayre, teare off thy robe, Play with thy beard, and nostrills. Thus 'tis fit, (And no man take compassion of thy state) To vse th'ingratefull viper, tread his braines Into the earth. Forbeare. If I could lose All my humanitie now, 'twere well to torture So meriting a traytor. VVherefore, Fathers, Sit you amaz'd, and silent? and not censure This wretch, who in the houre he first rebell'd 'Gainst CAESARS bountie, did condemne himselfe? P'hlegra, the field, where all the sonnes of earth Muster'd against the gods, did ne're acknowledge So proud, and huge a monster. Take him hence. And all the gods guard CAESAR. Take him hence. Hence. To the dungeon with him. He deserues it. Crowne all our doores with bayes. And let an oxe With gilded hornes, and garlands, straight be led Vnto the capitoll. And sacrific'd To IOVE, for CAESARS safety. All our gods Be present still to CAESAR. PHOEBVS. MARS. DIANA. PALLAS. IVNO, MERCVRIE, All guard him. Forth, thou prodigie of men. Let all the traytors titles be defac'd. His images, and statues be pull'd downe. His chariot-wheeles be broken. And the legs Of the poore horses, that deserued naught, Let them be broken too. O, violent change, And whirle of mens affections! Like, as both Their bulkes and soules were bound on fortunes wheele, And must act onely with her motion! WHo would depend vpon the popular ayre, Or voyce of men, that haue to day beheld (That which if all the gods had fore-declar'd, Would not haue beene beleeu'd) SEIANVS fall? He, that this morne rose proudly, as the sunne? And, breaking through a mist of clients breath, Came on as gaz'd at, and admir'd, as he When superstitious Moores salute his light! That had our seruile nobles waiting him