MARIUS. Go draw me hence! What! no relent, Octavius? YOUNG MARIUS. My lord, what heart indurate with revenge Could leave this lozel[136], threat'ning murder thus? Vouchsafe me leave to taint that traitor seat With flowing streams of his contagious blood. OCTAVIUS. The father's son, I know him by his talk, That scolds in words, when fingers cannot walk. But Jove, I hope, will one day send to Rome The blessed patron of this monarchy, Who will revenge injustice by his sword. CINNA. Such braving hopes, such cursed arguments: So strict command, such arrogant controls! Suffer me, Marius, that am consul now, To do thee justice, and confound the wretch. MARIUS. Cinna, you know I am a private man, That still submit my censures to your will. CINNA. Then, soldiers, draw this traitor from the throne, And let him die, for Cinna wills it so. YOUNG MARIUS. Ay, now, my Cinna, noble consul, speaks. Octavius, your checks shall cost you dear. OCTAVIUS. And let me die, for Cinna wills it so! Is then the reverence of this robe contemn'd? Are these associates of so small regard? Why then, Octavius willingly consents To entertain the sentence of his death. But let the proudest traitor work his will; I fear no strokes, but here will sit me still. Since justice sleeps, since tyrants reign in Rome, Octavius longs for death to die in Rome. CINNA. Then strike him where he sits; then hale him hence. OCTAVIUS. Heavens punish Cinna's pride and thy offence. [_A Soldier stabs him; he is carried away_. CINNA. Now is he fallen that threaten'd Marius; Now will I sit and plead for Marius. MARIUS. Thou dost me justice, Cinna, for you see These peers of Rome of[137] late exiled me. LEPIDUS. Your lordship doth injustice to accuse Those, who in your behalf did not offend. FLACCUS. We grieve to see the aged Marius Stand like a private man in view of Rome. CINNA. Then bid him sit; and lo, an empty place: Revoke his exile from his government, And so prevent your farther detriment. LEPIDUS. We will account both Marius and his friends, His son and all his followers, free in Rome: And since we see the dangerous times at hand, And hear of Sylla's confidence and haste, And know his hate and rancour to these lords, We[138] him create for consul, to prevent The policies of Sylla and his friends. CINNA. Then, both confirm'd by state and full consent, The rods and axe to Marius I present, And here invest thee with the consul's pall. FLACCUS. Long, fortunate, and happy life betide Old Marius in his sevenfold consulship. YOUNG MARIUS. And so let Marius live and govern Rome, As cursed Sylla never look on Rome.