[Exit Eudemus.]
Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need.
These fellows, by the favour of their art,
Have still the means to tempt; oft-times the power.
If Livia will be now corrupted, then
Thou hast the way, Sejanus, to work out
His secrets, who, thou know’st, endures thee not,
Her husband, Drusus: and to work against them.
Prosper it, Pallas, thou that better’st wit;
For Venus hath the smallest share in it.
Enter Tiberius and Drusus, attended.
TIBERIUS.
[to Haterius, who kneels to him.]
We not endure these flatteries; let him stand;
Our empire, ensigns, axes, rods and state
Take not away our human nature from us:
Look up on us, and fall before the gods.
SEJANUS.
How like a god speaks Cæsar!
ARRUNTIUS.
There, observe!
He can endure that second, that’s no flattery.
O, what is it, proud slime will not believe
Of his own worth, to hear it equal praised
Thus with the gods!
CORDUS.
He did not hear it, sir.
ARRUNTIUS.
He did not! Tut, he must not, we think meanly.
’Tis your most courtly known confederacy,
To have your private parasite redeem,
What he, in public, subtilely will lose,
To making him a name.
HATERIUS.
Right mighty lord—
[Gives him letters.]