Pray to the gods to intermit the plague
That needs must light on this ingratitude.[40]
Flavius. Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault,
Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
60Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears
Into the channel, till the lowest stream
Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.[41]
[Exeunt[42] all the Commoners]