Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Thou cam'st, ere while, into this Senate. Who Of such a frequency, so many friends, And kindred thou hast here, saluted thee? Were not the seats made bare, upon thy entrance? R●ss ' not the Consular men? and left their places, So soon as thou satst down? and fled thy side, Like to a plague, or ruin; knowing, how oft They had been, by thee, marked out for the Shambles? How dost thou bear this? Surely, if my Slaves At home feared me, with half th' affright, and horror, That, here, thy fellow Citizens do thee, I should soon quit my house, and think it need too. Yet thou dar'st tarry here? Go forth, at last; Condemn thyself to flight, and solitude. Discharge the Commonwealth, of her deep fear. Go; into banishment, if thou waitest the word. Why dost thou look? They all consent unto it. Dost thou expect th' authority of their voices, Whose silent wills condemn thee? While they sit, They approve it; while they suffer it, they decree it; And while they ' are silent to it, they proclaim it. Prove thou there honest, I le endure the envy. But there's no thought, thou shouldst be ever he, Whom either shame should call from filthiness, Terror from danger, or discourse from fury. Go; I entreat thee: yet, why do I so? When I already know, theyare sent afore, That tarry for theein arms, and do expect thee On the Aurelian way. I know the day Set down, twixt thee, and Manlius; unto whom The silver Eagle too is sent, before: Which I do hope shall prove, to thee as baneful, As thou conceiv'st it to the Commonwealth. But, may this wise, and sacred Senate say, What meanest thou Marcus Tullius? If thou knowst That Catiline be looked for, to be Chief Of an intestine war; that mischief the Author Of such a wickedness; the Caller out Of men of mark in mischiefs, to an action Of so much horror; Prince of such a treason; Why dost thou send him forth? why let him scape? This is to give him liberty, and power: Rather, thou shouldst lay hold upon him, send him To deserved death, and a just punishment. To these so holy voices, thus I answer. If I did think it timely, Conscript Fathers, To punish him with death, I would not give The Fencer use of one short hour, to breath; But when there are in this grave Order, some, Who, with soft censures, still do nurse his hopes; Some, that with not believing, have confirmed His designs more, and whose authority The weaker, as the worst men, too, have followed: I would now send him, where they all should see Clear, as the light, his heart shine; where no man Could be so wickedly, or fond stupid, But should cry out he saw, touched, felt, and grasp 't it. Then, when he hath run out himself; led forth His desperate party with him; blown together
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Thou cam'st, ere while, into this Senate. Who Of such a frequency, so many friends, And kindred thou hast here, saluted thee? VVere not the seates made bare, vpon thy entrance? Rss' not the Consular men? and left their places, So soone as thu sat'st downe? and fled thy side, Like to a plague, or ruine; knowing, how oft They had bene, by thee, mark'd out or the Shambles? How dost thou beare this? Surely, if my Slaues At home fear'd me, with halfe th' affright, and horror, That, ere, thy fellow Citizens do thee, I should soone quit my house, and thinke it need too. Yet thou dar'st ary heere? Go forth, at last; Condemne thy selfe to flight, and solitude. Discharge the Common-wealth, of her deepe feare. Goe; into baishment, if thou wait'st the word. Why do'st thou looke? They all consent vnto it. Do'st thou expect th' authority of their voyces, VVhose silent willes condemne thee? While they sit, They approue it; while they suffer it, they decree it; And while they' are silent to it, they proclaime it. Proue thou there honest, Ie endure the enuie. But there's no thought, thou should'st be euer hee, VVhom eyther shame should call from filthinesse, Terror from danger, or discourse from fury. Goe; I intreat thee: yet, why do I so? VVhen I alreadie know, they'are sent afore, That tarry for thee'in armes, and do expect thee On the Aurelian way. I know the day Set downe▪ twixt thee, and Manlius; vnto whom The siluer Eagle too is sent, before: VVhich I do hope shall proue, to thee as banefull, As thou conceiu't it to the Common-wealth. But, may this wise, and sacred Senate say, VVhat mean'st thou Marcus Tulls? If thou know'st That Catiline be look'd for, to be Chiefe Of an intestine warre; that e'is the Author Of such a wickednesse; the Caler out Of men of marke in mischief, to an action Of so much horror; Prince of such a treason; VVhy do'st thou send him forth? why let him scape? This is to giue him liberty, and power: Rather, thou should'st lay hold vpon him, send him To deseru'd death, and a iust punishment. To these so holy voyces, thus I answere. If I did thinke it timely, Conscript Fathers, To punish him with death, I would not giue The Fencer vse of one short hower, to breath; But when there are in this graue Order, some, VVho, with soft censures, still doe nource his hopes; Some, that with not beleeuing, haue confirm'd His designes more, and whose authoritie The weaker, as the worst men, too, haue followd: I would now send him, where they all shoud see Cleare, as the light, his heart shine; where no man Could be so wickedly, or fondly stupide, But should cry ot he saw, touch'd, felt, and grasp 't it. Then, when he hath runne out himselfe; led forth His desp'rate partie with him; blowne together