Ner.Oh, more, much more is hers2151
Than thou dost dream. The crime men charge on me,
My brother’s death, Burrus, indeed, I swear,
Though thou believe me not, yet if my part
In that were separate and weighed ’gainst hers ...
I would not tell thee... Oh, I had been happy had I
But heard thee then.
Bur.Your peace even now as much
Hangs on good counsel. You are hot: be guided, Cæsar.
Ner. Nay, now thou’rt changed, thou’rt wrong: thou goest round