Excerpt - Act 4, Scene 7
AUFIDIUS
- All places yield to him ere he sits down;
- And the nobility of Rome are his:
- The senators and patricians love him too:
- The tribunes are no soldiers; and their people
- Will be as rash in the repeal, as hasty
- To expel him thence. I think he'll be to Rome
- As is the osprey to the fish, who takes it
- By sovereignty of nature. First he was
- A noble servant to them; but he could not
- Carry his honours even: whether 'twas pride,
- Which out of daily fortune ever taints
- The happy man; whether defect of judgment,
- To fail in the disposing of those chances
- Which he was lord of; or whether nature,
- Not to be other than one thing, not moving
- From the casque to the cushion, but commanding peace
- Even with the same austerity and garb
- As he controll'd the war; but one of these--
- As he hath spices of them all, not all,
- For I dare so far free him--made him fear'd,
- So hated, and so banish'd: but he has a merit,
- To choke it in the utterance. So our virtues
- Lie in the interpretation of the time:
- And power, unto itself most commendable,
- Hath not a tomb so evident as a chair
- To extol what it hath done.
- One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail;
- Rights by rights falter, strengths by strengths do fail.
- Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine,
- Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine.
Exeunt
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