TIBERIUS.
We must make up our ears ’gainst these assaults
Of charming tongues; we pray you use no more
These contumelies to us; style not us
Or lord, or mighty, who profess ourself
The servant of the senate, and are proud
T’ enjoy them our good, just, and favouring lords.
CORDUS.
Rarely dissembled!
ARRUNTIUS.
Prince-like to the life.
SABINUS.
When power that may command, so much descends,
Their bondage, whom it stoops to, it intends.
TIBERIUS.
Whence are these letters?
HATERIUS.
From the senate.
TIBERIUS.
So.
[Latiaris. gives him letters.]
Whence these?
LATIARIS.
From thence too.