What should I say more, than turn stone with won- Aut. Shall I tell you? Which I prefer unto all other objects, Nas. Do you think so? I should be sorry for him, | More innocent or empty of offence If I found that. Pol. O, they are such bitter things, He cannot choose. Nas. But, is he guilty of them? Pol. Fuh! that's no matter. Nas. No! Pol. No. Here's his lodging. We'll steal upon him: or let's listen; stay. He has a humor oft to talk t' himself. Nas. They are your manners lead me, not mine own. [They come forward; the scene opens, and discovers the Author in his study. [thread, Aut. The fates have not spun him the coarsest I, nowo, but think how poor their spite sets off, [POL. and NAs. discover themselves. Pol. Ay, but the multitude they think not so, sir; They think you hit, and hurt; and dare give out, Your silence argues it in not rejoining To this or that late libel. Aut. 'Las, good rout! I can afford them leave to err so still; Or what their servile apes gesticulate, I should not then much muse their shreds were liked; But when it is all excrement they vent, Base fith and offal; or theft? notable I used no name. My books have still been taught Or itch t' have me their adversary, I know not, I hoped at last they would sit down and blush; Sæpe pater dixit, studium quid inutile tentas And in far harsher terms elsewhere, as these: But how this should relate unto our laws, UNTO TRUE SOLDIERS. That's the lemma: mark it. Now for the players, it is true, I tax'd them, To think well of themselves. But impotent, they I am not moved with: if it gave them meat, Some better natures, by the rest so drawn, To run in that vile line. Pol. And is this all! Will you not answer then the libels? Aut. No. Pol. Nor the Untrussers? Aut. Neither. Pol. Yare undone then. Aut. With whom? Pol. The world. Aut. The bawd! Pol. It will be taken To be stupidity or tameness in you. Were to confess you felt them. Let them go, Pol. That all your writing is more railing. If all the salt in the old comedy Should be so censured, or the sharper wit Pol. Yes; they say you are slow, I would they could not say that I did that! Aut. But they that have incensed me, can in soul And apts me rather to sleep out my time, Acquit me of that guilt. They know I dare To spurn or baffle them, or squirt their eyes But, to what end? when their own deeds have And that I know, within his guilty breast Nas. 'Tis true; for to revenge their injuries, Than I would waste it in contemned strifes That make their mouths their clys'ers, and still purg? And in this age can hope no other grace SEJANUS: HIS FALL. TO THE NO LESS NOBLE BY VIRTUE THAN BLOOD, ESME LORD AUBIGNY. MY GOD, If ever any ruin were so great as to survive, I think this be one I send you, The Fall of Sejanus. It is A poem, that, if I well remember, in your lordship's sight, suffered no less violence from our people here, than the subject of it did from the rage of the people of Rome; but with a different fate, as, I hope, merit: for this hath outlived their malice, and begot itself a greater favor than he lost, the love of good men. Amongst whom, if I make your lordship the first it thanks, it is not without a just confession of the bond your benefits have, and ever shall hold upon me, Your lordship's most faithful honorer, BEN JONSON. TO THE READERS. THE following and voluntary labors of my friends, prefixed to my book, have relieved me in much whereat, without them, I should necessarily have touched. Now I will only use three or four short and needful notes, and so rest. First, if it be objected, that what I publish is no true poem, in the strict laws of time, I confess it: as also in the want of a proper chorus; whose habit and moods are such and so difficult, as not any, whom I have seen, since the ancients, no, not they who have most presently affected laws, have yet come in the way of. Nor is it needful, or almost possible in these our times, and to such auditors as commonly things are presented, to observe the old state and splendor of dramatic poems, with preservation of any popular delight. But of this I shall take more seasonable cause to speak, in my observations upon Horace his Art of Poetry, which, with the text translated, I intend shortly to publish. In the mean time, if in truth of argument, dignity of persons, gravity and height of elocution, fulness and frequency of sentence, I Dave discharged the other offices of a tragic writer, let not the absence of these forms be imputed to me, wherein I shall give you occasion hereafter, and without my boast, to think I could better prescribe, than omit the due use for want of a convenient knowledge. The next is, lest in some nice nostril the quotations might savor affected, I do let you know, that I abhor nothing more; and I have only done it to shew my integrity in the story, and save myself in those common torturers that bring all wit tc the rack; whose noses are ever like swine, spoiling and rooting up the Muses' gardens; and their whole bodies like moles, as blindly working under earth, to cast any, the least, hills upon virtue. Whereas they are in Latin, and the work in English, it was presupposed none but the learned would take the pains to confer them; the authors themselves being all in the learned tongues, save one, with whose English side I have had little to do. To which it may be required, since I have quoted the page, to name what editions I followed: Tacit. Lips. in quarto, Antwerp. edit. 1600; Dio. folio, Hen. Steph. 1592. For the rest, as Sueton. Seneca, &c. the chapter doth sufficiently direct, or the edition is not varied. Lastly, I would inform you, that this book, in all numbers, is not the same with that which was acted on the public stage; wherein a second pen had good share: in place of which, I have rather chosen to put weaker, and, no doubt, less pleasing, of mine own, than to defraud so happy a genius of his right by my loathed usurpation. Fare you well, and if you read farther of me, and like, I shall not be afraid of it, though you praise me out. Neque enim mihi cornea fibra est. But that I should plant my felicity in your general saying, good, or well, &c. were a weakness which the better sort of you might worthily contemn, if not absolutely hate me for. BEN JOHNSON; and no such, Quem Palma negata macrum, donata reducit opimum. THE ARGUMENT. against the princes, and their mother Agrippina; which: Cæsar jealously hearkening to, as covetously consenteth te their ruin, and their friends. In this time, the better to mature and strengthen his design, Sejanus labors to marry Livia, and worketh with all his ingine, to remove Tiberius from the knowledge of public business, with allurements of a quiet and retired life; the latter of which, Tiberius, out of a proneness to lust, and a desire to hide those unnatural pleasures which he could not so publicly practise, em ELIUS SEJANUS, son to Seius Strabo, a gentleman of Rome, and born at Vulsinium; after his long service in court, first under Augustus; afterward, Tiberius; grew 'nto that favor with the latter, and won him by those arts, as there wanted nothing but the name to make him a copartner of the empire. Which greatness of his, Drusus, the emperor's son, not brooking; after many smothered dislikes, it one day breaking out, the prince struck him publicly on the face. To revenge which disgrace, Livia, the wife of Drusus (being before corrupted by him to her dis-braceth: the former enkindleth his fears, and there gives honor, and the discovery of her husband's counsels) Sejanus practiseth with, together with her physician called Endemus, and one Lygdus an eunuch, to poison Drusus. This their inhuman act having successful and unsuspected passage, it emboldeneth Sejanus to further and more insolent projects, even the ambition of the empire; where finding the lets he must encounter to be many and hard, in respect of the issue of Germanicus, who were next in hope for the succession, he deviseth to make Tiberius' self his means, und mstils into his ears many doubts and suspicions, both him first cause of doubt or suspect towards Sejanus: against whom he raiseth in private a new instrument, one Sertorius Macro, and by him underworketh, discovers the other's counsels, his means, his ends, sounds the affections of the senators, divides, distracts them: at last, when Sejanus least looketh, and is most secure; with pretext of doing him an unwonted honor in the senate, he tras him from his guards, and with a long doubtful letter, in one day hath him suscepted, accused, condemned, and torn in pieces by the rage of the people DRAMATIS PERSON.E. RUFUS. SEJANUS. LATIARIS. VARRO. SERTORIUS MACRO. COTTA. DOMITIUS AFER. HATERIUS. SANQUINIUS. POMPONIUS. JULIUS POSTHUMUS. SATRIUS SECUNDUS. SCENE, ROME. - A State Room in the Palace. [sphere. Enter SABINUS and SILIUS, followed by LATIARIS. Enter SATRIUS and NATTA, at a distance. ris. Sab. [salutes LATIARIS.] Good cousin Latia 6 Sil. Satrius Secundus,7 and Pinnarius Natta, The great Sejanus' clients: there be two, Know more than honest counsels; whose close breasts, Were they ripp'd up to light, it would be found 1 De Caio Silio, vid. Tacit. Lips. edit. quarto; Ann. Lib. i. p. 11, Lib. ii. p. 28 et 33. De Titio Sabino, vid. Tacit. Lib. iv. p. 79. 3 Tacit. Ann. Lib. i. p. 2. 4 Juv. Sat. i. v. 75. 5 Jav. Sat. iii. v. 49, &c. De Latiari, cons. Tacit. Ann. Lib. iv. p. 94, et Dion. Step. edit. fol. Lib. lviii. p. 711. 'De Satrio Secundo, et 8 Pinnario Natta, leg. Tacit. Ann. Lib. iv. p. 83. Et de Eatrio cons. Senec. Consol. ad Marciam. Vid. Sca. de Benef. Lib. iii. cap. 26. OPSIUS Triburi. Præcones. Flamen. Tubicines. Nuntius. Lictores. Ministri. Tibicines. Servi, &c AGRIPPINA LIVIA. SOSIA. The forfeit lives, to get their livings; cut Men's throats with whisperings; sell to gaping suitors The empty smoke, that flies about the palace; Laugh when their patron laughs; sweat when he sweats; Be hot and cold with him; change every mood, Sab. Alas! these things Deserve no note, conferr'd with other vile Of such as have been prætors, yea, the most Sil. Well, all is worthy of us, were it more, Sab. Tyrants arts Are to give flatterers grace; accusers, power; Enter CORDUS and ARRUNTIUS. Now, good Cremutius Cordus.' Cor. [salutes SABINUS.] Hail to your lordship! Nat. [whispers LATIARIS.] Who's that salutes your cousin? Lat. "Tis one Cordus,' A gentleman of Rome: one that has writ And Caius Caesar's; and so down to these. Nat. How stands he affected to the present Is he or Drusian,3 or Germanican, Lat. I know him not so far. Nat. Those times are somewhat queasy to be touch'd. Have you or seen, or heard part of his work? Nat. O, Cordus do you call him? We were his followers, he would call us friends; In face, than fame: 12 he could so use his state, As it avoided all self-love in him, And spite in others. What his funerals lack'd [Exeunt NATTA and SATRIUS. Who know no tears, but from their captives, use Sab. But these our times Are not the same, Arruntius.4 Arr. Times! the men, The men are not the same: 'tis we are base, Sab. Stand by lord Drusus." Hat. The emperor's son! give place. There's little hope of him. Sab. That fault his age Will, as it grows, correct. Methinks he bears 1 De Crem. Cordo, vid. Tacit. Ann. Lib. iv. p. 83, 84. Senec. Cons, ad Marciam. Dio. Lib. lvii. p. 710. Suet. Aug. c. 35. Tib. c. 61. Cal. c. 16. 2 Suet. Aug. cap. 35. Vid. de faction. Tacit. Ann. Lib. ii. p. 39. et Lib. iv. p. 79. 4 De Lu. Arrun. isto vid. Tacit. Ann. Lib. i. p. 6. et Lib. i. p. 60. et Dion. Rom. Hist. Lib. 58. 5 Lege de Druso Tacit. Ann. Lib. i. p. 9. Suet. Tib. c. 15 Dio. Rom. Hist. Lib. Ivii. p. 699. Tacit. Ann. Lib. iii. p. 62. Cor. I thought once, Considering their forms, age, manner of deaths, Sab. I know not, for his death, how you might But, for his life, it did as much disdain |