Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
He with his gown being covered first over all, As one that neither sought, nor wished relief; Not wronging majesty in state did fall, No sigh consenting to betray his grief. Yet (if by chance or force I cannot tell,) Even at the place whereas his statue stood, As craving Pompey pardon Caesar fell, That in revenge it might exhaust his blood. But when his corpse abandoned quite by breath Did Fortune's frailties monument remain, That all might have like interest in his death; And guilty alike, look for like praise or pain. Then Cassius, Brutus, and the rest began With that great emperors blood t'imbrue their hands: What beast in th'earth more cruel is than man, When over his reason passion once commands? Whilst brutish Brutus, and proud Cassius thus Rome's greatest Captain under trust deceived, Where was Anthonius (since a friend to us,) That he not lost himself, or Caesar saved? The whole conspirators remained in doubt, Had he and Caesar joined, to be undone; And so caused one him t'entertain without, Who feigned a conference till the fact was done. Then knowing well in such tumultuous broils, That the first danger always is the worst, He fled in haste, disguised with unknown spoils, For rage and for disdain being like to burst. The Senators that were assembled there, When they beheld that great man brought t'an end, What was their part? to what inclined their care? I fear affliction could not find a friend. Of those that in the Senate-house did sit, As grieved so sad an object to behold: Or feared what further murderers might commit, Each towards his house a several way did hold. This act with horror did confound their sight, And unawares their judgement did surprise, When any hasty harms unlooked for light, The resolution hath not time to rise. That man on whom the world did once rely, By all being reverenced, and adored by some, Had none t'attend him left, but two and I. To what an ebb may fortunes full whiles come: Why should men following on the smoke of pride, Leave certain ease to seek a dreamed delight, Which when they have by many dangers tried, They neither can with safety keep, nor quite? The people that by force subdued remain, May pity those by whom oppressed they rest. They but one tyrant have, where as there reign, A thousand Tyrants in one tyrants breast. What though that Caesar once commanded kings, Whose only name whole nations did appall? Yet now (let no man trust in worldly things) A little earth holds him that held it all. Ah, had he but believed my faithful cares, That t'have his state established always strived: Then scaping this conspiracy of theirs, He honoured still, and I had happy lived. Did I not spend of supplications store, That he within his house this day would waste, As I by dreams advertised was before, Which showed that was to come, which now is passed:
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He with his gowne being couer'd firſt ouer all, As one that neither ſought, nor wiſht reliefe; Not wronging maieſtie in ſtate did fall, No ſigh conſenting to betray his griefe. Yet (if by chaunce or force I cannot tell,) Euen at the place whereas his ſtatue ſtood, As crauing Pompcy pardon Caeſar fell, That in reuenge it might exhauſt his blood. But when his corps abandond quite by breath Did Fortunes frailties monument remaine, That all might haue like intereſt in his death; And guilty alike, looke for like praiſe or paine. Then Caſsius, Brutus, and the reſt began With that great Emperours blood t'imbrue their hands: What beaſt in th'earth more cruell is than man, When ouer his reaſon paſſion once commands? Whilſt brutiſh Brutus, and prowde Caſsius thus Romes greateſt Captaine vnder truſt deceiu'd, Where was Anthonius (ſince a friend to vs,) That he not loſt himſelfe, or Caeſar ſau'd? The whole conſpirators remainde in doubt, Had he and Caeſar ioyn'd, to be vndone; And ſo cauſde one him t'entertaine without, Who fain'd a conference till the fact was done. Then knowing well in ſuch tumultuous broyles, That the firſt danger alwayes is the worſt, He fled in haſte, diſguiſde with vnknowne ſpoiles, For rage and for diſdaine being like to burſt. The Senators that were aſſembled there, When they beheld that great man brought t'an end, What was their part? to what inclin'd their care? I feare affliction could not find a friend. Of thoſe that in the Senate-houſe did ſit, As greeu'd ſo ſad an obiect to behold: Or feard what further murdrers might commit, Each towards his houſe a ſeuerall way did hold. This act with horror did confound their ſight, And vnawares their iudgement did ſurpriſe, When any haſtie harmes vnlook'd for light, The reſolution hath not time to riſe. That man on whome the world did once rely, By all being reuerenc'd, and ador'd by ſome, Had none t'attend him left, but two and I. To what an ebbe may fortunes full whiles come▪ Why ſhould men following on the ſmoake of pride, Leaue certaine eaſe to ſeeke a dream'd delight, Which when they haue by many dangers tride, They neither can with ſafetie keepe, nor quite? The people that by force ſubdude remaine, May pittie thoſe by whome oppreſſd they reſt. They but one tyrant haue, where as there raigne, A thouſand Tyrants in one tyrants breaſt. What though that Caeſar once commanded kings, Whoſe only name whole nations did appall? Yet now (let no man truſt in worldly things) A little earth holdes him that held it all. Ah, had he but beleeu'd my faithfull cares, That t'haue his ſtate eſtabliſh'd alwayes ſtriu'd: Then ſcaping this conſpiracie of theirs, He honorde ſtill, and I had happie liu'd. Did I not ſpend of ſupplications ſtore, That he within his houſe this day would waſte, As I by dreames aduertis'd was before, Which ſhew'd that was to come, which now is paſt: