Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 05 of 10Fletcher, John
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Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 05 of 10
Fletcher, John
English drama
_Dio._ What's he that is
Owner of any vertue worth a _Roman_,
Or does retain the memory of the Oath
He made to _Cæsar_, that dares lift his Sword
Against the man that (careless of his life)
Comes to discover such a horrid Treason,
As when you hear't, and understand how long
Y'ave been abus'd, will run you mad with fury?
I am no stranger, but (like you) a Souldier,
Train'd up one from my youth: and there are some
With whom I have serv'd, and (not to praise my self)
Must needs confess they have seen _Diocles_
In the late _Britain_ wars, both dare and do
Beyond a common man.
_1 Guard. Diocles?_
_2 Guard._ I know him,
The bravest Souldier of the Empire.
_Cam._ Stand:
If thou advance an inch, thou art dead. [Dio. _kills_ Camu.
_Dio._ Die thou,
That durst oppose thy self against a truth
That will break out, though mountains cover it.
_Get._ I fear this is a sucking Pig; no Boar,
He falls so easie.
_Dio._ Hear me, fellow Souldiers;
And if I make it not apparent to you
This is an act of Justice, and no Murther,
Cut me in pieces; I'le disperse the cloud
That hath so long obscur'd a bloody act
Ne'r equall'd yet: you all knew with what favours
The good _Numerianus_ ever grac't
The Provost _Aper_?
_Guard._ True.
_Dio._ And that those bounties
Should have contain'd him (if he e're had learn'd
The Elements of honesty and truth)
In loyal duty: But ambition never
Looks backward on desert, but with blind haste
Boldly runs on. But I lose time. You are here
Commanded by this _Aper_ to attend
The Emperours person; to admit no stranger
To have access to him, or come near his Litter,
Under pretence (forsooth) his eyes are sore,
And his minde troubled: no, my friends, you are cozen'd;
The good _Numerianus_ now is past
The sense of wrong or injury.
_Guard._ How, dead?
_Dio._ Let your own eyes inform you.
_Get._ An Emperours Cabinet?
Fough, I have known a Charnel-house smell sweeter.
If Emperours flesh have this savour, what will mine do,
When I am rotten?
_1 Guard._ Most unheard of villany.
_2 Guard._ And with all cruelty to be reveng'd.
_3 Guard._ Who is the murtherer? name him, that we may
Punish it in his family.
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