SEJANUS.
We shall misspend
The time of action. Counsels are unfit
In business, where all rest is more pernicious
Than rashness can be. Acts of this close kind
Thrive more by execution than advice.
There is no lingering in that work begun,
Which cannot praised be, until through done.
TIBERIUS.
Our edicts shall forthwith command a court.
While I can live, I will prevent earth’s fury:
Ἐμοῦ θανόντος γαῖα μιχθήτω πυρι.
[Exit.]
Enter Julius Posthumus.
POSTHUMUS.
My lord Sejanus—
SEJANUS.
Julius Posthumus!
Come with my wish! What news from Agrippina’s?
POSTHUMUS.
Faith, none. They all lock up themselves a’ late,
Or talk in character; I have not seen
A company so changed. Except they had
Intelligence by augury of our practice.—
SEJANUS.
When were you there?
POSTHUMUS.
Last night.
SEJANUS.
And what guests found you?