CALPURNIA

Do do drink and be fatter still up with't, Why so my brave bundle of guts and garbish. She may, for who but she dares do the Like, For a poor subject, also the number serves, On greatest Queens most servants still attends. I, in your young days. Yes with a Pox. I have not the Court art to kill my lovers, Nor draw them on with witchcraft, Circean charms, Nor is it lust, but want makes me a trader, And those I clip with, I must Like at least, Let Rome's brave Empress do her liking, Calphurnia loathes variety of men, Times big bone Animals so apt to please, Empress will whets not my appetite, Beside you know I'm not for durance, Wanting the daily visits of best Doctors, To make me broths of dissolved Pearl and Amber, Which well considered will not quit the cost, She wone the wager, I am glad I lost. Oh I could stand, My lifetime here to hear this Silius rail. Scared with the Bugs Of Babies. It's the prime policy, the heart of state, Which if with vigilance we not pursue, Subibat fin dubi metus reputantes hebetem Claudium & ux devinctum. Tacit. We loose, and in that lose lost for ever. Silius grows popular, and the people As it's their nature, ever covet change, They are as easy oh be filled with errors, As for a lust-stung strumpet to take up To her dishonour; therefore as Sailors, That have for guide the South and North, sometime To traverse and to cross their way, and yet Not loose their guide; so in the deep affairs Of such high consequence of state (as now The time concerns) we must for guide, detain Agitaver ; num M ssallina secreti min I depellerent Silii, cuncta aliam dissimulantes deinde metum, ne and perni I ul oh traherentur desistunt. TO it. The knowledge how to Pierce the ends of those We most malign. But not in her. There is no trust to such uncertainty, T'were deadly Stibium to our vital blood, Like that dire poison thats resistative against the most wholesome Antidotes of life. Weak minds of men they are, fit to be fooled, Slighted, add scorned, whose dull ignorance Knows not that women in their height of ill, Who bars them their delight, delight to kill. What will Valeria, Messallina, the Emp'resse then; hinke you she will be slow, Whose hight Alarms in the very Act Within the circuit of a day and night Endured the test of five and twenty, came Off unwearied: A deed to quake the hearts Of virtuous Dams, think you she will be bared Dissuaded from the love of Silius, no, We cannot therefore (knowing that credit and Authority is far more safely for To be maintained with circumspect, then with Rash counsel) cannot I say be too too Wary, least by any notice taken She take least knowledge of our discontent Whose rugged thoughts unseen, must be smoothed over And with a pleasing veil, appear in show To Like, and give full approbation Of the approbrious marriage, so to Secure us from suspect and peril, Undoubted death. Honoured of the Senate While Caesar, unlike Caesar calmly suffers. The renowned Cuckold. The high and mighty Roman Emperor. Your highness pleasure. To your accomplished wish. Exit. Call.