1. And see the City strengthned.
Affra. I shall do it.— [Exit Affranius.
2. Sempronius, these are wofull times.
3. O Brutus,
We want thy honesty again; these Cæsars,
What noble Consuls got with blood, in blood
Consume again, and scatter.
1. Which way shall we?
2. Not any way of safety I can think on.
3. Now go our wives to ruin, and our daughters,
And we beholders Fulvius.
1. Every thing
Is every mans that will.
2. The Vestals now
Must only feed the Souldiers fire of lust,
And sensual Gods be glutted with those Offerings,
Age like the hidden bowels of the earth,
Open'd with swords for treasure.
Gods defend us,
We are chaff before their fury else.
[3] Away,
Let's to the Temples.