More grateful praise and warmer thanks might well
Reward the generous courage which hath freed
Rome from a tyrant, Gracchus from a foe.
Caius. Then he was slain by thee?
Ful. Ungrateful friend!
Why dost thou tempt me? Danger menaces
Thy honour. Freedom’s wavering light is dim;
Rome wears the fetters of a guilty senate;
One Scipio drove thy brother to a death
Of infamy, another seeks thy fall;