Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
So that they did conceive a just disdain, To be upbraided in so strange a sort, Whilst he that only by their loss did gain Of their calamity but made a sport. But yet his purpose grieves them most of all, Since that he strives to be proclaimed a King, And not contents himself to make us thrall, But to perpetual bondage would us bring. Thus whilst the people are with him displeased, We best may do that which t'our part belongs; For after this they may be best appeased, If whilst their wrath doth last we venge their wrongs. And since we naught intend but what is right, Whilst from our country we remove disgrace: Let all be acted in the senate's sight, A common cause, and in a common place. Let those whose guilty thoughts do damn their deeds In corners like Minerva's birds abide: That which t'our country good, t'us glory breeds, May by the lights of heaven and earth be tried. The Senators by our ensample moved, Pleased with this action that imports them too, To have the yoke of tyranny removed, May at the least authorize what we do. So all the Senators were said of old, To have king Romulus amongst them torn: That than to tyrannize was grown too bold, And from his first humanity had worn. Yea, what though Caesar were immortal made As Romulus, whose deity him revives? It's easier as a God t'adore him dead, Then as a king t'obey him whilst he lives. That place indeed, most for our glory makes, A Theater worthy of so great an act: Where in their sight from whom most power he takes, We of the tyrant vengeance may exact. But I must recommend unto your mind, A course (though strict) of which we must allow, lest it o'erthrow all that we have designed, Being past recovery, if neglected now, There is Antonius Caesar's greatest friend, A man whose nature tyranny affects, Whom all the soldiers do delight t'attend, As one that nought but to command respects. I fear that he when we have Caesar slain, To th'other faction furnish still a head: So when we end, we must begin again, Against one living worse than he that's dead. And in my judgement, I would think it best, When sacrificed the proud usurper lies, That that seditious enemy of rest, Should fall with him with whom he first did rise, Thus of our liberty we now may lay, A solid ground that can be shaked by none: Those of their purpose that a part delay Two labours have, that might have had but one. I cannot Cassius condescend to kill (Thus from the path of justice to decline) One faultless yet, lest after he prove ill, So to prevent his guiltiness by mine. No, no, that neither honest were, nor just, Which rigorous form would but the world affright: Men by this mean our meaning might mistrust, And for a little wrong damn all that's right;
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So that they did conceiue a iuſt diſdaine, To be vpbraided in ſo ſtrange a ſort, Whilſt he that onely by their loſſe did gaine Of their calamitie but made a ſport. But yet his purpoſe grieues them moſt of all, Since that he ſtriues to be proclaimd a King, And not contents himſelfe to make vs thrall, But to perpetuall bondage would vs bring. Thus whilſt the people are with him diſpleaſde, We beſt may doe that which t'our part belongs; For after this they may be beſt appeas'd, If whilſt their wrath doth laſt we venge their wrongs. And ſince we nought intend but what is right, Whilſt from our contrey we remooue diſgrace: Let all be acted in the Senates ſight, A common cauſe, and in a common place. Let thoſe whoſe guiltie thoughts doe damne their deeds In corners like Mineruaes birds abide: That which t'our countrey good, t'vs glory breeds, May by the lights of heauen and earth be tryde. The Senatours by our enſample mou'd, Pleaſde with this action that imports them too, To haue the yoke of tyrranie remou'd, May at the leaſt authorize what we doe. So all the Senatours were ſaid of old, To haue king Romulus amongſt them torne: That than to tyrranize was growne to bold, And from his firſt humanitie had worne. Yea, what though Caeſar were immortall made As Romulus, whoſe deitie him reuiues? It's eaſier as a God t'adore him dead, Then as a king t'obey him whilſt he liues. That place indeed, moſt for our glory makes, A Theater worthy of ſo great an act▪ Where in their ſight from whom moſt power he takes, We of the tyrant vengeance may exact. But I muſt recommend vnto your minde, A courſe (though ſtrict) of which we muſt allowe, Leaſt it ore-throw all that we haue deſign'd, Being paſt recouerie, if neglected now, There is Antonius Caeſars greateſt friend, A man whoſe nature tyrranie affects, Whom all the ſouldiors doe delight t'attend, As one that nought but to command reſpects. I feare that he when we haue Caeſar ſlaine, To th'other faction furniſh ſtill a head: So when we ende, we muſt beginne againe, Againſt one liuing worſe then he that's dead. And in my iudgement, I would thinke it beſt, When ſacrifiz'd the prowd vſurper lyes, That that ſeditious enemie of reſt, Should fall with him with whom he firſt did riſe, Thus of our libertie we now may lay, A ſolid ground that can be ſhak'd by none: Thoſe of their purpoſe that a part delay Two labours haue, that might haue had but one. I cannot Caſsius condiſcend to kill (Thus from the path of Iuſtice to decline) One faultleſſe yet, leſt after he prooue ill, So to preuent his guiltineſſe by mine. No, no, that neither honeſt were, nor iuſt, Which rigorous forme would but the worlde affright: Men by this meane our meaning might miſtruſt, And for a little wrong damne all that's right;