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d theyle be tane And boldly triall dare and law demaund; Besides, this accusation may be forg'd By mallice or mistaking. _Poppea_. What likes you doe, _Nimphidius_, out of hand: Two waies distract when either would prevaile. If they, suspecting but this fellowes absence, Should try the Citie and attempt their friends How dangerous might _Pisoes_ favour be? _Nimph_. I to himselfe[67] would make the matter cleare Which now upon one servants credit stands. The Cities favour keepes within the bonds Of profit, they'le love none to hurt themselves; Honour and friendship they heare others name, Themselves doe neither feele nor know the same. To put them yet (though needlesse) in some feare Weele keepe their streets with armed companies; Then, if they stirre, they see their wives and houses Prepar'd a pray to th'greedy Souldier. _Poppea_. Let us be quicke then, you to _Pisoes_ house, While I and _Tigellinus_ further sift This fellowes knowledge. [_Ex. omnes praeter Nero_. _Nero_. Looke to the gates and walles oth' Citie; looke The river be well kept; have watches set In every passage and in every way.-- But who shall watch these watches? What if they, Begin and play the Traitors first? O where shall I Seeke faith or them that I may wisely trust? The Citie favours the conspirators; The Senate in disgrace and feare hath liv'd; The Camp--why? most are souldiers that he named; Besides, he knowes not all, and like a foole I interrupted him, else had he named Those that stood by me. O securitie, Which we so much seeke after, yet art still To Courts a stranger and dost rather choose The smoaky reedes and sedgy cottages Then the proud roofes and wanton cost of kings. O sweet dispised ioyes of poverty, A happines unknowne unto the Gods! Would I had rather in poore _Gabii_[68] bin Or _Ulubrae_ a ragged Magistrate, Sat as a Iudge of measures and of corne Then the adored Monarke of the world. Mother, thou didst deservedly in this, That from a private and sure state didst raise My fortunes to this slippery hill of greatnesse Where I can neither stand nor fall with life. [_Exit_. (SCENE 2.) _Enter Piso, Lucan, Scevinus, Flavius_. _Flav_. But, since we are discover'd, what remaines But put our lives upon our hands? these swords Shall try us Traitors or true Citizens. _Scevin_. And what should make this hazard doubt successe? Sto
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