so great a trust,
Vnto so base a Fortune fauoring minde.
For he the Conquerors fauor to obtaine,
By Treason caus'd great _Pompey_ to be slaine:
_Casca._ O damned deede.
_Cam._ O Trayterous _Ptolomey_.
_Tre._ O most vnworthy and vngratefull fact. 990
_Cum._ What plages may serue to expiate this act,
The rouling stone or euerturning wheele,
The quenchles flames of firy _Phlegeton_,
Or endles thirst of which the Poets talke,
Are all to gentle for so vilde a deede.
_Cas._ Well did the _Cibills_ vnrespected verse.
Bid thee beware of _Crocadilish Nile_,
_Ter._ And art thou in a barbarous soyle betrayd,
Defrawded _Pompey_ of thy funerall rites,
There none could weepe vpon thy funerall hearse, 1000
None could thy Consulshipes and triumphs tell,
And in thy death set fourth thy liuing praise,
None would erect to thee a sepulcher.
Or put thine ashes in a pretious vrne,
_Cice._ Peace Lords lament not noble _Pompeys_ death,
Nor thinke him wreched, cause he wants a Tombe,
Heauen couers him whome Earth denyes a graue:
Thinke you a heape of stones could him inclose,
Whoe in the _Oceans_ circuite buried is,
And euery place where _Roman_ names are heard, 1010
The world is his graue, where liuing fame doth blaze,
His funerall praise through his immortall trump,
And ore his tombe vertue and honor sits,
With rented heare and eyes bespent with teares,
And waile and weepe their deere sonne _Pompeys_ death,
_Bru._ But now my Lords for to augment this griefe,
_Caesar_ the _Senates_ deadly enimie,
Aimes eke to vs, and meanes to tryumph heere,
Vpon poore conquered _Rome_ and common wealth,
_Cas._ This was the end at which he alwayes aymd, 1020
_Tre._ Then end all hope of _Romaines_ liberty,
Rise noble _Romaine_, rise from rotten Tombes,
And with your swordes recouer that againe:
With your braue prowes won, our basenes lost,
_Gic._ Renowned Lords content your trobled minds.
Do not ad Fuell to the conquerors fier.
Which once inflamed will borne both _Rome_ and vs.
_Caesar_ although of high aspiring thoughtes,
And vncontrould ambitious Maiesty,
Yet is of nature faire and courteous, 1030
You see hee commeth conqueror of the East:
Clad in the s