There are some two or three malicious Rascals
Train'd up in Villany, besides that Cerberus
That Roman Dog, that lick'd the blood of Pompey.
Dol. 'Tis strange, a Roman Souldier?
Sce. You are cozen'd,
There be of us as be of all other Nations,
Villains, and Knaves; 'tis not the name contains him,
But the obedience; when that's once forgotten,
And Duty flung away, then welcome Devil.
Photinus and Achillas, and this Vermine