Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Room for the Consuls. Fathers, take your places. Here, in the house of Iupiter, the STAYER, By edict from the Consul, Marcus Tullius, You're met, a frequent Senate. Hear him speak. Which may be happy, and auspicious still To Rome, and hers. honoured and Conscript Fathers, If I were silent, and that all the dangers Threatening the State, and you, were yet so hid In night, or darkness, thicker in their breasts, That are the black contrivers; so, that no beam of the light could pierce 'em: Yet the voice Of Heaven, this morning, hath spoke loud enough, T'instruct you with a feeling of the horror; And wake you from a sleep, as dead, as death. I have, of late, spoke often in this Senate, Touching this argument, but still have wanted Either your ears, or faith: so ' incredible Their plots have seemed, or I so vain, to make These things for mine own glory, and false greatness, As hath been given out. But be it so: When they break forth, and shall declare themselves, By their too foul effects, then, then, the envy Of my just cares will find another name. For me, I am but one: And this poor life, So lately aimed at, not an hour yet since, They cannot with more eagerness pursue, Then I with gladness would lay down, and loose, To buy Rome's peace, if that would purchase it. But when I see, they'd make it but the step To more, and greater; unto yours, Rome's, all: I would with those preserve it, or then fall. ay, I, let you alone, cunning Artificer! See, how his gorget peers above his gown; To tell the people, in what danger he was. It was absurdly done of Vargunteius, To name himself, before he was got in. It matters not, so they deny it all: And can but carry the lie constantly. Will Catiline be here? I have sent for him. And ha' you bid him to be confident? To that his own necessity will prompt him. Seem to believe nothing at all, that Cicero Relates us. It will mad him. O, and help The other party. Who is that? His Brother? What new intelligence has he brought him now? Some cautions from his Wife, how to behave him. Place some of them without, and some bring in. Thank their kind loves. It is a comfort yet, That all depart not from their Country's cause. How now, what means this Muster? Consul, Antonius? I do not know, ask my Colleague, he'll tell you. There is some reason in state, that I must yield to; And I have promised him: Indeed he has bought it, With giving me the Province.
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Roome for the Consuls. Fathers▪ take your places. Here, in the house of Iupiter, the STAYER, By edict from the Consull, Marcus Tullius, You'are met, a frequent Senate. Heare him speake. Which may be happy, and auspicious still To Rome, and hers. Hono'd and Conscript Fathers, If I were silent, and that all the dangers Threatning the State, and you, were yet so hid In night, or darkenesse, thicker in their breasts, That are the blacke contriuers; so, that no Beme of the light could pierce 'hem: Yet the voice Of Heau'n, this morning, hath spoke loud inough, T'instruct you with a feeling of the horror; And wake you from a sleepe, as dead, as death. I haue, of late, spoke often in this Senate, Touching this argument, but still haue wanted Either your eares, or aith: so' incredible Their plots haue seem'd, or I so vaine, to make These things for mine owne glory, and false greatnesse, As hath beene giuen out. But be it so: When they breake forth, and shall declare themselues, By their too foule effects, then, then, the enuy Of my iust cares will finde another name. For me, I am but one: And this poore life, So lately aim'd at, not an houre yet since, They cannot with more eagernesse pursue, Thn I with gladnesse would lay downe, and loose, To buy Romes peace, if that would purchase it. But when I see, they'ld make it but the step To more, and greater; vnto yours, Romes, all: I would with those preserue it, or then fall. I, I, let you alone, cunning Artificer! See, how his gorget peeres aboue his gowne; To tell the people, in what danger he was. It was absudly done of Vargunteius, To name himselfe, before he was got in. It matters not, so they denie it all: And can but carry the lie constantly. Will Catiline be here? I' haue sent for him. And ha' you bid him to be confident? To that his owne necessiy will prompt him. Seeme to beleeue nothing at all, that Cicero Relates vs. It will mad him. O, and hpe The other party. Who is that? His Brother? What new intelligence ha's he brought him now? Some cautions from his Wife, how to behaue him. Place some of them without, and some bring in. Thanke their kinde loues. It is a comfort yet, That all depart not from their Countries cause. How now, what this Mter? Consul, Atonius? I doe not know, aske my Colleague, hee'll tell you. There is some reason in state, that I must yeeld to; And I haue promis'd him: Indeede he has bought it, With ging me the Prouince.