Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Another brought a letter with great speed, Which the conspiracy at length did touch, And gave it Caesar in his hand to read, Protesting that it did import him much. Yet did he lay it up where still it rests, As do the great whom happy th'earth reputes, That grieved to be importuned by requests, Of simple supplicants neglect the suits: Or he of it the reading did defer, Still troubled by attenders at the gate, Whilst some to show their credit did confer To flatter some, for something some t'entreat. Not only did the gods by divers signs Give Caesar warning of his threatened harms, But did disturb all th'adversaries designs, And to their troubled thoughts gave strange alarms. A Senator that by some words we find, To the conspirators (though none of theirs) Had shown himself familiar with their mind, Then chanced to deal with Caesar in affairs. That sight their souls did with confusion fill, For thinking that he told their purposed deeds; They straight themselves, or Caesar thought to kill A guilty conscience no accuser needs. But marking that he used (when taking leave) The gesture of a suitor that gave thanks, They of their course did greater hopes conceive, And ranged themselves according to their ranks. Then Caesar marched forth to the fatal place, Near Pompey's theater where the Senate was, Where when he had remained a little space, All the confederates flocked about. Calph. Alas. First for the form Metellus Cimber craved, To have his brother from exile restored; Yet with the rest a rude repulse received, Whilst it they all too earnestly implored. Then Cimber that in strife with him did stand, Did draw the gown over Caesar's sacred head: But the first blow was given by Casca's hand, Which on his neck a little wound but made. Then Caesar starting whilst the stroke he spied, By strength from further striking Casca stayed: Whilst both the two burst out at once and cried, Th'one traitor Casca, th'other brother aid. Then all the rest against him did arise Like desperate men, whose fury force affords, That Caesar on no side could set his eyes, But every look re-encountered with some swords. Yet as a Lion when by nets surprised, Stands struggling still so long as he hath strength; So Caesar, as he had their power despised, Did with great rage resist; till at the length He thus cried out (when spying Brutus come) And thou my son? then grief did back rebound, Nought but unkindness Caesar could o'ercome, That of all things doth give the deepest wound. Ah, when unkindness is where love was thought, A tender passion breaks the strongest heart, For of all those that give offence in aught, Men others hate, but for th'unkind they smart. Ah, taking then no more delight in light, As which would then his life have bitter framed: Or then from Brutus' blow t'absent his sight, As of so great ingratitude ashamed.
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Another brought a letter with great ſpeed, Which the conſpiracie at length did touch, And gaue it Caeſar in his hand to reade, Proteſting that it did import him much. Yet did he lay it vp where ſtill it reſts, As do the great whom happy th'earth reputes, That grieu'd to be importun'd by requeſts, Of ſimple ſupplicants neglect the ſutes: Or he of it the reading did deferre, Still troubled by attendanrs at the gate, Whilſt ſome to ſhew their credite did conferre To flatter ſome, for ſomething ſome t'entreat. Not only did the gods by diuers ſignes Giue Caeſar warning of his threatned harmes, But did diſturbe all th'aduerſaries deſignes, And to their troubled thoughts gaue ſtrange alarmes. A Senator that by ſome words we finde, To the conſpiratours (though none of theirs) Had ſhowne himſelfe familiar with their minde, Then chanc'd to deale with Caeſar in affaires. That ſight their ſoules did with confuſion fill, For thinking that he told their purpoſde deeds; They ſtraight themſelues, or Caeſar thought to kill A guiltie conſcience no accuſer needes. But marking that he vſde (when taking leaue) The geſture of a ſuter that gaue thankes, They of their courſe did greater hopes conceiue, And rang'd themſelues according to their rankes. Then Caeſar march'd forth to the fatall place, Neere Pompyes theater where the Senate was, Where when he had remain'd a little ſpace, All the confederates flock'd about. Calph. Alas. Firſt for the forme Metellus Cimber crau'd, To haue his brother from exile reſtor'd; Yet with the reſt a rude repulſe receiu'd, Whilſt it they all too erneſtly implor'd. Then Cimber that in ſtrife with him did ſtand, Did draw the gowne ouer Caeſars ſacred head: But the firſt blow was giuen by Caſcaes hand, Which on his necke a little wound but made. Then Caeſar ſtarting whilſt the ſtroke he ſpi'd, By ſtrength from further ſtriking Caſca ſtayde: Whilſt both the two burſt out at once and cry'd, Th'one traitor Caſca, th'other brother ayde. Then all the reſt againſt him did ariſe Like deſperate men, whoſe furie force affords, That Caeſar on no ſide could ſet his eyes, But euery looke r'encountred with ſome ſwordes. Yet as a Lyon when by nets ſurpriſde, Stands ſtrugling ſtill ſo long as he hath ſtrength; So Caeſar, as he had their powre diſpiſde, Did with great rage reſiſt; till at the length He thus cry'd out (when ſpying Brutus come) And thou mya ſonne? then griefe did backe rebound, Nought but vnkindneſſe Caeſar could ore-come, That of all things doth giue the deepeſt wound. Ah, when vnkindnes is where loue was thought, A tender paſſion breakes the ſtrongeſt heart, For of all thoſe that giue offence in ought, Men others hate, but for th'vnkinde they ſmart. Ah, taking then no more delight in light, As which would then his life haue bitter fram'd: Or then from Brutus blow t'abſent his ſight, As of ſo great ingratitude aſham'd.