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 The tragedy of Julia Agrippina; Empresse of Rome. By T.M. Agrippina. May, Thomas, 1595-1650. [104] p. Printed by Ric. Hodgkinsonne for Thomas Walkly, and are to be sold at his shop at the Flying Horse neare Yorke house, London : 1639. 1628

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THE TRAGEDY OF JULIA AGRIPPINA ; Empresse of Rome .

By T. M

LONDON , Printed by Ric. Hodgkinsonne for Thomas Walkly , and are to be sold at his shop at the Flying Horse neare Yorke house . 1639 .

The Speakers . Claudius Caesar . Nero Caesar . Britannicus . Seneca . Burrhus . Vitellius . Pollio . Crispinus . Geta . Otho . Montanus . Petronius . Pallas . Narcissus . Anicetus . Agrippina . Octavia . Poppaea . Fulvia . Acte . Locusta . L.

ACTED 1628 .

OCTOB. 26. 1638 . Imprimatur ,

MATTH. CLAY .
MEGAERA ascends . Megaera . THus to the Romane Palace , as our home And proper mansion , is Megaera come No stranger to these walls : not more in Hell Then here , doe mischiefs , and we Furies dwell Let the unenvy'd Gods henceforth possesse Poore Peasants hearts , and rule in Cottages ; Let Vertue lurke among the rurall Swaines , Whilest Vice in Romes Imperiall Palace reignes , And rules those breasts , whom all the world obeys . What though the Gods and Vertue first did raise Rome to that height it holds ? they did but make An Empire large enough for us to take , And build a strength for us to manage now , Though Vertue made the Romane greatnesse grow : Shee now forsakes it at the height : the Powers , And fruits of all her diligence are ours . But to preserve that interest , and keep high Our hold in this commanding family , A blacker Fury then my selfe must rise , To fill these roofes with fresh Impieties . Rise cruell Ghost , ascend Caligula , That lately didst the worlds proud scepter sway Beyond our wish ; who though an Emperour , In wickednesse wer 't greater then in power ; And cloth'd with flesh among mankind did'st dwell A Fiend more black then any was in Hell . From those darke vaults ascend ; to blast this faire And gorgious Palace , like that poisonous aire , Which Earth-quakes from the grounds torne entrailes breath To fill the world with pestilence and death . Hee comes ; Hee comes : the very house begins To shake with horrour of approching sinnes . The night growes blacker then before , and I My selfe am fill'd with new Impiety . CALIGULA'S Ghost . Why am I raised from the vaults below ? What mischiefs can an aëry shadow doe ? What can a naked Ghost performe ? In vain Are all intents , unlesse I reign'd againe Obey'd by all the Romane power , and wore That wicked body which I had before . What then I did you know , and if your power Could have maintain'd me longer Emperour , I had outdone your wishes , and given birth To such new mischiefes , as the suffring earth Had groan'd to feele : what my intentions were Did to the world in those black bookes appeare , When all Romes Senate were to death design'd , And chests of poison that I left behind , Which since my death into the Ocean throwne , Poison'd the waves for many leagues , and on Poore fishes wrought that execution , Which on mankind I ment they should have done . What can I now performe alas ? MEGAERA . Enough . With thy contagious presence blast this roofe ; Infect th' Imperiall House with all the ill That Hell and thou canst bring . Let mischiefe still Reigne here , and keep out banish'd Piety , Iustice , and Conscience ; let no sacred ty Of Nature , or Religious lawes restraine Their Parricidall hands : all names bee vaine Of brother , childe , or parent . let the wife With impious rage destroy her husbands life , The brother kill the brother , and the Sonne Rip up his parents bowels . GHOST . 'T will be done . The actors are my kindred , and like mine Must play their parts : ambitious Agrippine , Pursue thy cruell projects , and upon A husband's murther raise thy Impious Sonne , That he may play the Parricide againe , And murder thee , that gav'st him life and reigne . That all the world astonish'd at so high Ingratitude and foule Impiety , May feare the Monsters reigne , yet suffer more Then they could feare , or ere was felt before . Let what no foes , no furies durst conspire To act 'gainst Rome , nor I my selfe desire When I was Prince ; bee cursed Nero's crimes . Let his dire story in succeeding times From all earths Tyrants elfe the wonder draw , And men almost forget Caligula . MEGAERA . The Fates consent ; that thunder , which wee heare From Acheron , confirmes the Omen there . Downe wicked Ghost into thy cell below , Wee must no longer bide ; the Cocks doe crow , The twinkling starres begin to hide their heads The day would dawne , and from Auroraes bed Would Titan rise , but that he feares to see Such instruments of Hells impiety . The Gods themselves forbid our longer stay , For feare our presence should retard the day . Exeunt .
A Tragedy .
ACT. I. SCEN. I. PALLAS , VITELLIUS , POLLIO . Pallas . NOw is the time noble Vitellius , For you , and you most honour'd Pollio , To make that service you have done compleat To royall Agrippina ; briefly thus : The two commanders o' th' Praetorian campe Crispinus Rufus , and that Lucius Geta Must be displac'd , and some of neerer trust To her designes advanced in their roome , Or else our power will nere be full , they love Britannicus too well , this is the thing The Empresse wishes ; let your eloquence And wisdome further it in Caesar's eare . Vitelli. Feare us not Pallas ; but what successors Have wee to take their charge ? Pallas . One must take all . You may pretend the inconvenience Of two commanders , and so take from Caesar All jealousie of the plot . Pollio .

Who shall it be ?

Pallas . Burrhus Afranius a wise valiant man , Belov'd and honour'd by the souldiers . None can except against him , and the change Will not displease the campe : nor can his merit Make him lesse thankfull to her ; knowing well , 'T was in her power to make it otherwise . But the advancing of such able men As Seneca and Burrhus will take off All envy from the Empresse and our selves . Then wee with praise have wrought our purposes , And made our party strong , while Seneca Shall sway the Senate , Burrhus rule the campe To her designes : but I 'le presume no farther T' instruct your wisedomes , or much lesse to doubt Your true affections to the state and honour Of Agrippina , who will then have power To make more large requitall to her friends , In which most high and happy ranke , you two Are chiefly seated : shee acknowledges Her selfe indebted to your eloquence Noble Vitellius , who in Senate lately You proov'd her marriage lawfull , and being Censor , Depos'd Silanus from his Praetorship , Who should have married young Octavia . To you , brave Pollio , whose perswasions Have beene the cause young Nero now enjoyes That happy marriage , which Silanus lost . But most of all shee ow'd to both your paines In causing Caesar to adopt her Nero . Vitellius . 'T was hard to worke at first . Caesar stuck at it , Alledging that the Claudian family Never adopted any , and besides When Lucius Geta and Crispinus Rufus In love they bore to young Britannicus Told him that that adoption to the world Would bee ridiculous : by president Wee did refute it , shewing how Tiberius Having a Sonne and Nephew both alive , Adopted th' issue of Germanicus . Pallas . My Lords , 't was nobly carryed ; this designe That now wee have in hand , though not so hard To worke , will prove as advantageous . Bee you with Caesar ; I 'le goe satisfie The Empresse of your loves . Vitellius . Pollio .

Farewell brave Pallas . Exeunt Vitel. & Pol.

Pallas . Farewell my Lords . Goe flattering Senatours , Goe use your best perswasive eloquence , Whilest I alone upon your envie rise , Whilest I injoy in Agrippinaes love The fruit of your obsequious diligence . What though my birth be humble , and my stile But one of Caesars freed-men , though I boast not Patritian blood , nor in my galleries Display old ranks of nose-lesse ancestours , Or eare-cropt images , if I enjoy What ever high Nobility can give Respect and power : the state can witnesse it . The Senate feare mee , and in flattery Have su'd to Caesar to conferre on mee Praetorian and Quaestorian ornaments . Which I at last vouchsafed to accept . When my command alone has doom'd to death The noblest of that order ; men whose names Old Rome has boasted of , whose vertues rais'd Her to that envi'd height that now she holds . Their murders stupid Caesar rather chose To take upon himselfe , then question mee . Let dull Patricians boast their aery titles , And count me base , whilest I commend their lives , And for the furtherance of my high intents , Make noblest men my hated instruments . Enter NARCISSUS . But ha ! Narcissus ? yes ; there comes a man That was my rivall once , whom I fear'd more Then all the Lords of Rome , my fellow free'd man , That knew our wayes of power ; that not the Senate , But Caesars chamber did command the world , And rule the fate of men : but Fortune 's turn'd , And he not worth my regard or feare . In mastring him I feele my greatest strength exit . Narcissus . Not looke upon mee ! am I fall'n so low ? Did I in equall place with this proud man , Nay farre above him , sway the state , and rule Great Caesar's heart , while Messallina liv'd , And was not there content ( Oh punishment Of my ambitious aimes ) but caus'd the death Of that loose Empresse to bring in th' expulst Aelia Petina , and instead of her Have let this Tygresse Agrippina in This dragon spirit to devour us all Except proud Pallas her adulterer ? What unavoided dangers every way Threaten this life ? For if young Nero reigne , I dye , that sought to crosse his mothers match : If ere Britannicus do reigne , I dye That caus'd his mothers death . What shall I doo ? Where shall I leane for safety ? better trust The innocent goodnesse of Britannicus Then Agrippinaes feirce and cruell nature ; Nor can I hope more goodnesse from her sonne . That may give longer respite to my feare . Besides it beares the greater shew of justice , And honest service to my Roiall Master . Since wee must fall , it is some happinesse To fall the honest way , if wee may call That honesty at all , or reall vertue To which necessity enforces us , And wee by fortune not election practise . Enter GETA , CRISPINUS . Here comes two freinds of young Britannicus : Haile Lucius Geta , haile Crispinus Rufus . Geta.

Narcissus haile .

Narcissus , Brave Romans you are come Fitly to ease my overburden'd breast Of weighty thoughts , which I dare freely trust Vnto your noble eares . Geta. You may Narcissus Trust truth with us . Crispinus .

Or any honest secret .

Geta.

What is 't you would with us ?

Narcissus . You know my Lords , ( And I must needs confesse ) I was a meanes Of Messalinaes death ; but all the Gods Can witnesse with mee how unwillingly I lent a hand to that sad action ; And but for Caesar's safety , which I prize Above my life and fortunes , and which then I thought endanger'd much by her hold act , Nought in the world could ere have moov'd mee to it . Crispinus .

What hence would you inferre ?

Narcissus . Then Know my Lords , How little I respect my private ends To doe the publike service , and can loose My selfe for Caesars good : it may be thought When the most hopefull Prince Britannicus Shall weare that wreath which all the world adores , To me it may be fatall , as a foe Vnto his mother : but I rather wish My selfe for ever lost , then that brave Prince Should not succeed his father . Geta. How ! succeed ? What feare is there of that ? Crispinus . What power on earth , Can barre his right , whilest wee command the campe ? I 'de rather see ( which all the Gods avert ) Rome rent againe with civill broiles , then hee Should loose unjustly the Imperiall throne . Narcissus . Y' are true and Noble friends ; and here I vow To joyne with you , and use my uttermost power T' advance the honour of Britannicus . Crispinus .

What danger threatens it ?

Narcissus . Doe you not know To whom the Sonne of Agrippina's married ; Crispinus .

Yes .

Narcissus . And that honor were enough for him . Without adoption too , were his aimes private , And that his crafty Mother did not cast A way for him to the succession . Crispinus .

'T was strangely done of Caesar I confesse .

Narcissus . They make the faction strong , and cunningly Encrease the traine of Nero , and displace The faithfull servants af Britannicus . Wise Seneca's recall'd from banishment By Agrippinaes meanes , not for the love Shee beares his vertue ; but to make him hers , That Seneca's authority may gaine The peoples love to her ambitious sonne , Of whose young yeares hee takes tuition . Crispinus .

I think no lesse .

Geta. Besides to make the match For her young Nero with Octavia . Noble Silanus dy'd , who might have proov'd A faithfull prop to Claudius family . Narcissus . In blood that fatall marriage was begun , I feare the Omen ; Agrippina's feirce And cruell nature has too much been seene In this short time . Lollia Paulina , Neece To Cotta Messalinus , and late wife To Caius Caesar , for no other cause Then aiming once at Claudius marriage Is banish'd Italy ; her goods are seiz'd , And but five millions of Sesterces left her Of all her great estate ; but there the malice Of this fell woman stayes not : now wee heare A Tribune is dispach'd away , to kill The banish'd Lady , and bring back her head . Crispinus .

Oh barbarous cruelty !

Narcissus . Yet more I feare , Since her Domitius is adopted now . I feare shee 'll shortly aime at higher blood . Geta.

Wee 'll guard the life of young Britannicus .

Narcissus . And I 'll be vigilant for Caesar's safety . When all her ends are wrought his death is next . Enter BRITANNICUS . Geta.

Here comes the youthfull hope of Rome and us .

Britanicus .

Tell mee , my friends , am not I Caesar's sonne ?

Crispinus .

My Lord , who dares to question it ?

Britannicus . I 'm sure , I was his eldest sonne , and whilest I liv'd I thought that Caesar had not lack'd an heire But I at last have found an elder brother , Domitius is adopted Caesar's sonne His name is Nero now . I cannot tell What is my fault . Geta. Excellent youth , how much Beyond his yeeres hee apprehends his wrongs ? Crispinus . Feare not sweet Prince , though Agrippinas sonne Bee two yeere elder then your selfe , the Senate Will never judge that an adopted Sonne Shall in succession bee preferr'd before The true and naturall heire . Britannicus . You ever lov'd mee , Pray doe so still . Geta While wee have breath , my Lord , you shall command our lives . Crispinus How unawares Has feeble Caesar wrought a snare to catch His own unhappy life in ! grow sweet prince , Grow up to strengthen the Imperiall house , And Curbe the furious malice of thy foes . Enter NERO , PALLAS . Nero .

Brother Britannicus haile .

Britannicus . Haile to you Domitius Anobarbus . Nero . Doe you scorne My salutation , or not know my name ? Britannicus .

That was your fathers name ; and why not yours ?

Nero .

How 's that ? Proud boy . Exeunt Brit. & reliq .

Pallas . Well , let them goe , my Lord . 'T was not the braine of young Britannicus That could give birth to this minurious scorne , Though for his yeeres , the boy be capable . But riper heads then his : there went his counsell Crispinus Rufus , and that Lucius Geta , Who swell the youth with boasting hopes , and thinke Their power can give protection to his pride . I 'le make them see their errour , and perceive , One breath of mine can blow them from their strength This newes I 'll beare to Agrippina straight . Come Prince ; Britannicus shall find anon What feeble props his pride has lean'd upon . Exeunt . AGRIPPINA , SENECA , VITELLIUS , POLLIO . Agrippina .

You are my Judges .

Seneca .

Your poore servants , Madam .

Agrippina . Nay that must be your office ; you have read My Commentaries over , and I looke for A faithfull censure : I am sure , my Lords , You have both learning able to discerne , And such integritie as will not flatter . Speake Seneca ; I see they looke on you : How doe you like them ? Seneca . Royall Agrippina , Such , and so good they bee , that ablest men May boldly speake , and not offend the truth , Nor you at all ; the stile is full and Princely . Vitellius . Stately and absolute , beyond what ere These eyes have seene ; and Rome , whose majestie Is there describ'd , in after times shall owe For her memoriall to your learned pen , More then to all those fading monuments Built with the riches of the spoiled world . When rust shall eate her brasse , when times strong hand Shall bruise to dust her marble Palaces , Triumphall Arches , Pillars , Obeliskes , When Julius Temple , Claudius Aquaeducts , Agrippa's Baths , and Pompey's Theater , Nay Rome it selfe shall not be found at all , Historians books shall live ; those strong records , Those deathlesse monuments alone shall shew What , and how great the Roman Empire was . Pollio . The act is Noble ; not the present world Alone shall owe to Agrippinas worth ( As for her gratious government it does ) But future ages shall acknowledge more To the rich labours of her Royall pen . Agrippina . The wisest Princes never sought to raise Their present state alone , but to preserve Themselves immortall by an endlesse fame . For memory of mee , besides these bookes , If that our Augures faile not in their skill , Or flatter not , that German Colony , Which I of late deducted o're the Rhine To Ubium , for evermore the name Of Agrippinaes Colony shall beare . Vitellius . That act , though great , declares your power alone , Your wealth and greatnesse : but these learned bookes Expresse your wisedome , and for these you owe Nothing at all to Fortune . Agrippina . Thus I meane To spend all time which from affaires of state , And businesse of our Empire can be spar'd . Seneca .

Is she already turn'd our Emperour ?

Agrippina . Those wretches have too narrow soules , who thinke That persons great and eminent in state Can spare no time to purchase same by writing , But what they steale from action and imployment , As if no mind were large enough for both . Who was more full of action , and more fit To rule , nay rule the world , then Julius Caesar ? Yet he was of my mind . Seneca . Oh strange male spirit ! Can there be found no other parallell But Julius Caesar to a womans minde ? Agrippina . Yet Julius was too blame , hee toild too much To get his honour , and too much debarr'd His nature the free use of Princely pleasures . Sure Lucius Sylla had an ample minde ; T is Syllaes Character , that Salust gives him , A free and great enjoyer of his pleasures , Yet how industrious his actions speake , Hee found fit time to rule the Romane world , And write both Greeke and Latine Commentaries . Seneca . The soules of Sylla and of Caesar both I thinke have enter'd her . Agrippina . Well worthy friends , You doe approve my way of writing then . Seneca . Yes gracious Madam ; and because you nam'd Great Julius to us , I was thinking now That as in blood , so in your stiles of writing There was some neerenesse . Agrippina . Seneca , I thanke you ; But I confesse your positive approbation Pleas'd mee as well as that comparison . Seneca .

Does not your Majestie esteeme his booke ?

Agrippina . Indifferent well ; a good loose carelesse way . I thinke directly with Asinius Pollio , Had Caesar liv'd , hee would have mended it ; The man had farre more in him then that shewes . Seneca . Yet under favour , Madam , some have thought Those Commentaryes hardly could be mended , A stile so strong , naked , and beautifull , Free from affected words , and from all glosse Or dresse of Oratory , as in stead Of leading others in a way to write , It quite discourages the ablest men . So Hirtius thought , and that fam'd Cicero , The greatest master of Romes eloquence . Agrippina . Are those your authors then ? that Hirtius Was Caesars servant partiall in his heart , Or else hee flatter'd him ; for Cicero , They were so farre out of his tedious straine , Hee could not censure them . Seneca . Yet able men Can truly censure of another stile Then what themselves have us'd . Agrippina . Hee was not able , No , not in Oratory ; had I rul'd Rome and her Senate then , as now I doe , Not all th' Orations that e're Cicero Made in the Senate , should have sav'd one haire Of an offendour , or condemn'd a Mouse . Vitellius .

How confident shee is in censuring !

Seneca . I am amaz'd : but let her have her way . Forgive my silence noble Cicero ; Here thy defence is vaine ; but what I spare , The tongues of all posterity shall speake . Enter PALLAS , Tribune . Pallas . The Tribune , Madam , is return'd and brings Lollia Paulinaes head . Agrippina .

Let him come in .

Tribune .

Your pleasure , great Augusta , is perform'd .

Agrippina . Let me peruse this face : ha ! 't is much chang'd . Her teeth shall make me sure , they did not grow Dio. The common way ; I am confirm'd ; 't is shee . Reward him Pallas . Tribune . The Gods preserve Augusta Agrippina . Agrippina . O pale death , Thou mock of beauty , and of greatnesse too : Was this the face , that once in Caesar's love Was Agrippinaes rivall , and durst hope As much 'gainst mee , as my unquestion'd power Has wrought on her ? Was this that beautie , once That wore the riches of the world about it ? For whose attire , all lands , all seas were search'd , All creatures rob'd ? This ! This was that Paulina , Whom Cajus Caesar serv'd , whom Rome ador'd And the world feared . Seneca . Such a sight mee'thinks Should make her sadly thinke of humane frailty . Agrippina . Take hence the head , least in her death shee gaine A greater conquest o're mee , then her life Could ever doe , to make me shed a teare . I would not wrong the justice I have done So much as to lament it now : You know My friends , shee had a spirit dangerous . And though my nature could have pardon'd her , Reason of state forbade it , which then told mee Great ruines have been wrought by foolish pity . Seneca . Would shee had such a nature ! but 't is now Too late to give her counsell . Pallas . So let all That dare contest with Agrippina , fall . Enter servant . Servant .

Caesar is come to visite you .

Agrippina . Now friends , Vitellius , Pollio , Pallas second mee . Enter CAESAR , ANTISTIUS . Caesar .

How fares my Agrippina ?

Agrippina . Wondrous well , When I am blest with Caesars company . Caesar . That shall be oft , my love , when Romes affaires , And publike businesse will give me leave . Agrippina . I would partake my selfe of those affaires , Rather then want your presence Pallas .

I beleeve it .

Caesar . Thou shalt ; 't is onely for thy dearest sake I love my fortunes , thy sweet fellowship Makes light the burthen of my government . Agrippina . To ease great Caesars care , shall ever bee The height of my desires : before you came My heart was sad . I sent for these my friends T' impart the reason to them . Caesar .

Sad ; for what ?

Agrippina . Weighing the troubles of a Princely state , And all the dangers that still threaten it . Caesar .

Dangers !

Pallas . Shee strikes upon the fittest string ; No passion reignes in him so much as feare . Agrippina . Wee were devising of the fittest meanes To give your state security : you know Your strongest guard is the Praetorian campe . Caesar .

Most true .

Agrippina . That campe commanded now by two , May be by Captaines too ambitious strife Divided into factions , and so made Lesse serviceable , should your safety need them . Vitellius . Caesar remembers when that bold attempt Of Silius was , how the Praetorian campe Was by their generall strife in mutiny , And had not one been chosen for that day To rule them all , Caesar had not been safe . Pollio . Wise men in calmes provide for stormes to come . None knowes how dangerous the times may prove , Though now the state be safe , and may the Gods To Caesar's honor long preserve it so . Seneca . What new designe is this , that all of them aside . Second so readily , and I was not Acquainted with it ? If 't prove mischievous , I thanke the Empresse for my ignorance . Agrippina . Burrhus Afranius is a worthy man , Fit for the place , and faithfull , well-belov'd By all the souldiers : such a change , my Lord , None can except against : Let him take all . Seneca . What ere her ends may bee , this proposition For noble Burrhus sake , I must approve . Caesar . 'T is true , my love , I make no question Of Burrhus worth , and fitnesse for the place : But what offence have Geta and Crispinus Been e're accus'd of ? Or what just suspitions Are there of them ? Agrippina . I will not be unjust , To accuse guiltlesse men , although I price Thy safety , Caesar , equall to my life . I know no crimes of note they have committe . Vitellius . Caesar , it is no losse to them at all ; They both have plentious fortunes to retire to . Pollio . And in so neere a cause , who dares examine Great Caesar's counsells , or enquire the reason ? Agrippina . Shall Burrhus have it Caesar ? speake thy pleasure . Or if my care offend , I shall hereafter Forbeare to meddle . Caesar . No , sweet Agrippina ; Since thou wilt have it so ; goe Pallas , draw The warrant straight , and seale it in our name : Let Geta and Crispinus be remoov'd , And Burrhus take possession presently . This day , my love , the Britane prisoners Sent from Ostorius Scapula , and late Arriv'd at Rome , shall be in publike shew'd . There thou shalt see that brave Barbarian Prince , That bold Caractacus , whose stubborne spirit So many yeares contemn'd the Roman power . Hee now is taken . Pollio . 'T was a victory Sent from the Gods to honor Claudius reigne . Agrippina . Had he been basely taken , or at first Yeelded himselfe , as hee had got no honour , But been forgotten in his fall , and nought Had e're been mention'd of him but his death : So had thy glory Caesar been farre lesse . Vitellius . Not warre-like Syphax the Numidian King , Stubborne Jugurtha , nor great Perseus Ere brought to Rome by their captivity More reall honour then this Britane Prince . Caesar . Nor doe wee price our name Brittannicus Fetch'd from that Iland , lesse then Scipio His honour'd name of Africanus priz'd . Pollio . Thy stile , O Caesar , is the greater farre Drawne from the conquest of another world , Which nature ment by enterposing cold And stormy seas , to guard from Latian armes . Vitellius . Great Julius Caesar did but only shew That land to us , whose conquest was reserv'd By heavens decree to honour Claudius name . Agrippina . Caesar , let 's sit together ; one Tribunall Will hold us both . Caesar . It shall bee so , my love , Thou , as my selfe , shalt pardon or condemne .
ACTUS II. POPPAEA , OTHO . Poppaea . MY love , deare Otho , faine would bid thee stay : But danger now forbids it , for my Lord Returnes by this time homewards from the Pallace . Otho . Wee must obey the times necessity Sweetest Poppoea , though I part from thee With such a sad'nesse as will loose by all Comparisons and cannot bee exprest But by it selfe , to say that Otho parts From faire Poppaea , is more tragicall Then soule from body , honour from a man . Poppoea . I could , mee thinkes , flatter my feares , to keepe Thee ever heere . Otho . And I can scorne all feares , And dangers too , if thou command mee stay . Poppaea . No , goe , my Love , and warily let 's meete That wee may often meete : but why should still Our highest blisse want freedome ? Otho . 'T is my faire one , The envy of the Gods , who thinke the state Of men would aequall theirs , if greatest joyes Were easyest to obtaine , and therfore still In horrid dangers wrap their dearest guifts , As all the Poëts ancient fables taught . Fire-breathing Buls did guard the Colchian fleece ; A waking dragon kept the golden fruit . But thou , Poppaea , in my thoughts a prize Of greater value , and more lustre farre Then that which drew the bold Thessalian forth So farre from Greece , or made Alcmenaes sonne Invade th' Hesperides , art kept from mee By stronger guards , the awfull Roman lawes , Those lawes resist our love . Poppaea . Oh where was Otho Then , when my virgin blossome was the hope Of thousand noble youths ? hadst thou beene seene Poppaeaes bed and beautyes had beene thine , And with a lawfull uncontrolled flame Had met thy wish in those delights , which now Wee are inforc'd to steale . Otho . Must it bee so For ever then ? Poppaea .

It must while Rufus lives .

Otho . Nor can I blame blest Rufus , if hee strive To keepe that wealth , which if it lay beyond The Indian Ganges , Scythian Tanais , Or horned Ammons scorch'd and thirsty sands , Would draw the Roman Monarch to forsake His worlds Imperiall seat there to enjoy , And think those banish'd that remain'd at Rome . If I were Caesar , and condemn'd by fate To want Poppaeaes love , I should bee poore . No other deare prerogative could that High wreath bestow , but only power to make Thee mine without a rivall : I might then With boldnesse take thee from Crispinus armes . Poppaea .

But could that act bee lawfull ?

Otho . Canst thou doubt it ? Where two loves meete can marriage bee unlawfull ? Of which love is the soule , the very forme That gives it being no dead outward ty , But natures strong and inward sympathy . Can make a marriage , which the Gods alone Have power to breede in us , and therfore they Have only power to ty so sweete a knot . I am thy mate ; nor did thy father , when Hee gave that snowy hand unto another , Ought but rebell against the Gods decree . Poppaea . Thou art to good an advocate , and I Too partiall for a judge . Otho . Bee constant to mee Till fortune give a bolder priviledge . And warrant to our love , of which I have Receiv'd such faire presages , as I cannot Despaire ; meane while by stealth I must behold Those starry eyes , and think my selfe most happy In that , though no man know my happinesse . Poppaea . Can men count those delights a happinesse Which they conceale ? Otho .

Yes , those that truly love . Enter Fulvia .

Fulvia .

Madam , my Lord is come .

Poppaea .

Farewell deare Otho .

Otho .

Farewell : love guard thee till wee meete againe . exit .

Enter CRISPINUS , GETA . Crispinus . Come Lucius study to forget it now , And let 's bee truly merry ; my Poppaea Bid' Lucius Geta welcome , my colleague That was , but still my frend . Poppaea .

You are most welcome .

Geta.

Thankes fairest Lady .

Poppaea . But my Lord , what meanes That speech of yours , that Lucius Geta once Was your colleague and is not . Crispinus . I tell thee , Great Agrippina has commanded Caesar To command Pallas to command us two . To quit our charge and suddainly resigne The governement of the Praetorian campe 〈◊〉 Burrhus hand ; at which hee stormes ; but I am merryer farre , and lighter then before . Wee may live freely now ; Caesar has tane 〈◊〉 weighty burthen from my weary necke . Thanke his goodnesse . Geta. Thanke his sottishnesse , T is that has pleasured you . ah frend it needes Must grieve all noble hearts , that can love justice , And pity suffring innocence , to see The harmelesse yeares of young Britannicus Expos'd to all the malice of his foes , And stupid Caesar made the instrument To ruine his owne sonne : whilest his great power By others is abus'd against himselfe And his posterity . Crispinus .

I do beleive it .

Geta. His servants all , that to himselfe were true , Or faithfull to his sonne , are murther'd now , Or else displac'd by her : our truth 's the cause That wee have lost our places . Crispinus . T is no matter ; Wee loose no honour by our truth ; and since While wee had power , wee faithfully discharg'd Our trust to Caesar , let 's no longer stirve To guard him 'gainst his will ; but take his gift . Hee gives us ease , and freedome , to retire , And tast the sweetes of privaty , and there Enjoy our lives free from the glorious noise , And troubles of a Court ; instead of waiting On Caesar now , on thee I will bestow That time , my faire Poppaea , and attend On thy delights ; thou wilt not cast mee off As Caesar does . Fulvia . Shee cannot promise you I know her heart better then you in that . Crispinus . None can describe the sweetes of countrey life But those blest men that do enjoy , and tast them . Plaine husband men , though farre below our pitch Of fortune plac'd , enjoy a wealth above us . To whome the earth with true and bountious justice Free from warres cares returnes an easy food . They breath the fresh and uncorrupted aire , And by cleare brookes enjoy untroubled sleepes . Their state is fearlesse , and secure , enrich'd With severall blessings , such as greatest Kings Might in true justice envy , and themselves Would count too happy , if they truly knew them . Geta. T is true , Crispinus , greatest Monarchs oft Have in the midst of all theyr carefull gloryes Desir'd such lives as those plaine people lead . Crispinus . Let us enjoy that huppinesse then Lucius The countrey sports and recreations And friends as innocent as wee , with whom Wee need not feare the strength of richest wine In drawing out our secrets : but well fill'd At suppertime may hold a free discourse Of Caesar's weakenesse , of the wealth and pride Of his freed'men , how lordly Pallas rules ; How feirce and cruell Arippina is , What slaves the Roman Senate are become , And yet next morne awake with confidence . Poppoea . All this , my Lord , you may discourse at Rome If you can wisely choose your company . Crispinus . Well said Poppaea , thou art a woman right Thou lov'st the city well . Geta. I cannot blame her , Such beauty seekes no corners , but may well Become th' Imperiall city of the world . Crispinus . Come Lucius Geta , let 's goe in and laugh At our proud enemyes , enjoy theire malice , And drowne our cares in rich Falernian wine As ancient as Opimius Consulship . Enter to them NARCISSUS . Geta. Here comes a man , Crispinus , I beleive Is sory for this change . Crispinus .

I thinke so Lucius .

Narcissus .

Haile noble Romans .

Crispinus . Haile to you Narcissus . How dare you venture a salute on us , Or make a visite to such guilty men ? Narcissus .

Guilty my Lord , in what ?

Crispinus . In beeing wrong'd . Those that are wrong'd in Court , are made offendours . Narcissus . I must confesse , my Lord , it was a wrong To you and your Colleague to bee displac'd , But you have spirits great enough to scorne That injury , and pity him that did it , I meane that suffer'd his proud foes to doo it Rather against himselfe then you ; the wrong Must fall on Caesar , and his haplesse house . Blinded by fate , and neere his fall , hee throwes Away the best supporters of his state . Geta. The thought of that as I am true , Narcissus , Afflicts mee more then mine owne losse can doe . Crispinus . For mee , I thinke my selfe well free'd from trouble Were 't not for feare of poore Britannicus . Narcissus . I doo beleeve it , noble Lords ; but you Are now dischar'gd , and may retire with safety . My part is yet to play , a part of danger , And I will act it bravely : here I vow By all the Gods , no feare shall make mee shrinke Till I have once more righted Claudius Against the lusts and treasons of a wife . Nor do I boast of Messalinaes death . It was the times necessity , that made Mee then to shew my power : that power perchance Is yet as much ; nor shall the Lordly Pallas , Though swell'd with Agrippinaes lustfull favours , And back'd by her authority , hee thinke Himselfe sole ruler in th' Imperiall house , Finde that Narcissus is so fall'n in spirit But that I dare attempt as much as then . Great Caesar's safety is as much in danger As then it was , his nuptiall bed as stain'd , And I will dy , or take the same revenge , That then was taken ; all their plots and treasons Will I reveale to Caesar , and pursue it With such a dauntlesse constancy , that if The Gods forget not to bee just , this day Proud Agrippina , and her minion fall . The young Britannicus shall stand secure In his high birthright ; Messalinaes ghost Shall then perchance , although shee hate mee now , forgive the hand that caus'd her overthrow , Geta.

Bravely resolu'd , Narcissus .

Crispinus . You shall doe An act that all good men shall thank you for . Will you goe in , and tast my wine . Narcissus . Not now . I came but only to reveale my purpose To you , whose noble wishes may befriend it , And when occasion serves , may truly witnesse My just intents ; this hower I am expected By Caesar in his gardens ; there I 'll put My life upon the hazard ; every minute May breede a change , and all delayes have danger . For Caesar upon those discoveryes That I already have made to him , utter'd Some words last night at supper in his wine . Of which I feare that Agrippina tooke Too great a notice ; therfore speede must helpe us . Farewell my Lords . Ambo .

Farewell : the Gods assist thee . Exeunt .

OTHO . Otho . So rich a bondage is Poppaeas love , That I were base if I should with for freedome , Nay more , ingrate , should I desire to change So sweete a care for quietnesse it selfe ; Should I suppose that state , which some dull soules Call calme content , were halfe so rich , so free As are these pinings , this captivity . Were there in love no cares , no sighs , no feares , There were in love no happinesse at all . What blisse , what wealth did e're the world bestow On man , but cares and feares attended it ? Yet who so base , as , to bee freed from those , Would throw away the highest blisse on earth ? Let silly shipheards , whose poore narrow soules Not much exceede the beasts they tend and feede , That know , like them , no farther regions Then some few feilds , no larger bounds of pleasure Then satisfaction of bare natures needes , Bee still secure since they have nought to loose , And rest content because they never knew What cityes were , and gorgeous Pallaces . Should Monarchs , who are taught to know th' extent Of natures wealth , and what the world affords , Forgoe their glorious fortunes , cause they want That wretched thing , which only ignorance , And low contempt can give , Security ? Should I forgoe my faire Poppaeaes love Because some cares , some feares , and sighs attend it : When every smile of hers can recompence A thousand such ? were too much poorenesse in mee Had I nere seene those starry eyes of hers More haplesse farre my ignorance had beene . I had , like wretched men , that are borne blinde , Nere knowne there was a Sunne to guild the world . But to injoy her love without all feares , Without all rivalls , were a blisse beyond Mortality : the Gods would envy mee . Shee 's now another mans : that may bee thought The greatest barre to Otho's happinesse . But I have framed in my jealous thoughts A greater barre then that : young Nero Caesar , In whose acquaintance I of late have found So neere a roome , as faire presages tell us , Is like to weareth th' Imperiall wreath : his power May take her for mee from Crispinus armes . But then perchance I loose her more then ever . Or should hee see her now to rivall mee I were undone : hee 's amorous , and oft Sollicites mee to let him see my Mistres . I for that frendship , which I dare not loose , Dare not deny his importunity . And therfore to prevent what may ensue ( For yet hee never heard Poppaeas name ) I have made love to the faire freed woman Young Acte of meane ranke , but such a face , As whosoever had not seene Poppaea Would thinke this Acte natures Masterpiece . On her will I divert young Nero's love . And to that purpose I have got her picture . But here hee comes . Enter Nero . Nero . What Otho , still retir'd ? Where lives the face that breedes this melancholy ? There is no other cause can doe 't : I know Thou art not busy'd with affaires of state . I prithee let mee see her : a friends counsell May ease thy passion . Otho . T is not fit a Prince Should stoope so low as to the passions Of private men . Noro . The name of friend admits Of no such distance . Otho . Sr. no man , whom you Are pleas'd to call a friend , deserves that name , Unlesse hee know himselfe to bee your servant . Nero . Come prithee leave thy fooling , and bee plaine . Where there is no familiarity Society is lost : why art thou fearfull To let mee see her whosoere shee bee ? Otho . Sr. I could give you a plaine common reason , If shee bee foule , shee is not worth your sight . If faire , you are too great a rivall for mee . But yet , know Sr. I am so free from those Unworthy feares , that I dare trust my life , My love , and all I have into your hands . Nero . Spoke like a friend , and thou maist safely doo 't . Then first behold her picture , and by that Find whether shee bee worth the sight or no . Nero .

Can any mortall beauty bee so sweete ?

Otho .

I would there were not .

Nero .

Sure the painter flatters .

Otho . Oh no , hee had not art enough to reach The glory of it ; were the substance here How dull would this now lovely table show ! See how his greedy eyes devoure the picture . Hee 's caught , hee 's caught ; Cupid I thanke thee now . Nero . I never saw true beauty till this houre . But wherfore didst thou wish there were no substance So sweete as this ? why would'st thou bee depriv'd Of such a happinesse ? but I perceive It is thy feare : come , let it not bee so . I but desire to see whether the painter Have err'd or no : and do not thinke , my Otho , That I will wrong thy love so much , or make My wife Octavia jealous . Otho . Sr. how ere , My life , my love , and fortunes all are yours . Exeunt . CLAUDIUS , NARCISSUS . Narcissus . Your Majesty may yet prevent it all , And justly throw upon the Traitors heads That ruine which so boldly threatens you , And your too much abused family . Yet Caesar may bee safe , if hee will use That power the Gods have put into his hands . Caesar . What course , Narcissus , can wee run , to make The people sensible of our estate , What danger threatens us , and how our Justice Is forc'd to meete the treasons of a wife ? Narcissus . Let not too vaine a care of popular breath , Or what the Vulgar may surmise , outweigh The safety of youre person and youre house . But I am most assur'd that all the world Except youre selfe , have long observ'd theire plots , And if they see your waken'd Justice now Arise to censure Agrippinaes death , They will not thinke the execution done Too soone on her : these humble knees , Oh Caesar . Which for your safety I so oft have bow'd Before the Gods , now to your sacred selfe I bow , entreating that you would bee safe , And not beleeve the Gods by miracle Will worke for you whilest you neglect your selfe . Caesar . Arise Narcissus , t is th' unhappy fate Of Princes ever ( as Augustus Caesar Was wont to say ) the people ne're beleeve That treasons were complotted 'gainst theire persons Untill those treasons take effect , and then Too late perchance they pity and beleeve . Narcissus . But was the wise Augustus therfore slow Or timorous to cut offenders off ? Fear'd hee the peoples whispers ? Caesar , no . Hee well knew to use the sword hee had . Hee had not else liv'd till times gentle hand Dissolv'd in peace his long felicity , And made the world by such continuance Of power , beleeve hee was a God on earth . Caesar . But some offendours are too great to suffer The common course of Justice : against such Wise Princes have forborne to draw the sword , And rather sought some wayes of policy How to ensnare them . Narcissus . Caesar , those are wayes As much unfit for Princes as unsafe . As many Monarchs have in dangerous times Beene ruin'd quite by going wayes too low ( Though they have seemed subtle ) as proud subjects Have beene undone by playing Princes parts . And as this high , and open way befits The power and person of earths greatest Monarch : So it befits the times necessity . You have already , Caesar , shew'd your sword , And if you strike not now , you do not right Your selfe at all , but only arme your foes With plots of mischeife to prevent their owne , And hasten on your quicke destruction . You have already threaten'd , and those speeches By Agrippina , and her minion Pallas Were overheard ; who , like seene snakes will now Bestirre themselves in a more desperate fury . I have already cast mine owne poore life Into the utmost hazard : but alas ! That is a thing not now considerable . The Gods above can tell how willingly For Caesar's safety I would sacrifice This life ; make mee the cheifest instrument Impose what part of this exploit you please Upon Narcissus hand , and if I faile To execute , I 'll not refuse to dy . Caesar . Oh my Narcissus ; I have found thy faith In other services : it is resolv'd , Their pride shall feele my justice ; thou shalt see How soone I will secure my self and thee . Exeunt . AGRIPPINA , PALLAS . Agrippina . Wee are discover'd Pallas : all our drifts Are sounded by Narcissus , and by him Lay'd ope to Caesar , who dissembling yet The knowledge of it , seekes a suddaine way To ruine both of us : nor had wee fear'd So soone as felt his fury , had not wine Betray'd his thoughts to us ; you know last night What speeches Caesar in his drunkennesse Let fall before us ; and t was lately told mee That meeting young Britannicus hee wept , Confest that hee had wrong'd him , and there vow'd A quicke redresse : what counsell shall wee take ? Pallas . Wee have no time for counsell : but must act As soone as thinke : wee goe not now to worke But to prevent a mischeife , and our cure Must bee as strong , and quicke of operation As our disease is dangerous and suddaine . That bird , that sees the snare , and will bee caught Deserves his death : and since that Caesar knowes His purpose is discover'd ( as Narcissus Ha's before this inform'd him that wee heard it ) Hee 'l quickly act what else hee had deferr'd . No way is left us but to meete the danger , And for prevention first attempt to doe That which wee feare to suffer . Agrippina . By what meanes Shall wee procure his death ? for poison slow Perchance may faile to lend a timely helpe Unto our safety ; and too quicke a venome May make the fact supected . Pallas . Should the fact Bee nere so much suspected , your estate Would bee more safe then now it is ; but who Would dare to utter it when Caesar's dead , And your owne Sonne the Emperour : for so My confidence assures mee it will bee . Therfore bee speedy , Madam ; for your danger Where fame , where life , and Empire all are threaten'd , Gives you no nice election . So 't bee done No matter how . Agrippina . Thou hast confirm'd mee , Pallas . The way 's resolv'd already ; there were lately The fairest mushromes sent from Lybia That ere these eyes beheld , a meat which hee Affects with greedinesse ; in one of those Caesar shall meete his death ; if that should faile His cheife Physitian Xenophon is mine . But are things stong , and ready to confirme The Empire upon Nero . Pallas . T is the best And happiest time , before Britannicus Bee growne to riper yeares , while yet hee weares His childish robe , and Nero has beene showne To all the people in triumphall weedes . But when the deed is done , place warily Your guards about the Pallace gates , and keepe Britannicus within ; whilest Nero back'd By Seneca and Burrhus , by the campe And Senate bee saluted Emperour , And all be setled sure . Agrippina . How fit a time To work his own destruction Caesar chose To tempt with threatning Agrippinas fury !
ACTUS III. SCENA . I. PETRONIUS , OTHO , MONTANUS . Petronius .

Is Nero fir'd ?

Otho . Extremly . I at first Seem'd melancholy to loose Acte so , And hee seem'd loath to wrong mee ; but at last When his desires were high , I cunningly Withdrew my interest , and gave way to his . Which hee has taken for the greatest favour That ever man could doe him and I hope It has endear'd him strongly . Montanus . Thou wilt grow A happy man . Petronius . T is the best way to rise . The wench is faire , and of behaviour Wanton enough to make the arrantst novice A perfect scholler in the schoole of Venus . Seneca himselfe rather will give way That hee should satisfie his lust on her Then seeke th' adulteries of noble women . Montanus . But gentlemen , have you not heard the newes ? There is a great combustion in the Palace As I have been inform'd , theeves are fall'n out . The two proud freemen Pallas and Narcissus Are clashing 'gainst each other . Petronius . I am glad on t . I hope some curious rogeries will come on 't . Those are the fellowes that have rul'd the state These many yeeres , and trampled on the lives Of noble men Caesar's credulous weakenesse . But yet mee thinks Narcissus should not dare Now to contest with Pallas he has got Too great a start of him , and is too neere Acquainted with the empresse . Montanus .

So they say .

Otho . Has a fine time on 't who would think the rogue Sould bee so ambitious as to court an Empresse ? Petronius . 'T was her ambitions to bee made the wife Of Claudius , that first made her prostitute Her selfe so low , and court this fellows love , Whom she perceiv'd to have a ruling power Over his doating master , to ambition Shee sacrific'd her honour t is well known . Montanus . And hee by dooing of the Empresse , takes The surest way of keeping Caesars love Petronius .

Yes , there 's no doubt of that . You know the proverbe .

Enter to them ANICETUS . Anicetus .

Well met my Lords ; I come to finde you out .

Otho .

What 's the newes Anicetus ?

Anicetus . Great my Lord . Caesar , is wondrous sick ; 't is thought to death . The Pallas is by souldiers guarded round . A great and frequent Senate is assembling . The Consuls and the Priests are making vowes For Caesar's safety . Montanus . Claudius is old Petronius . There have been other wayes to end a Prince Besides old age . But what is that to us ? Come let 's away and shew our forwardnesse To joy or mourning as occasion serves . I am prepar'd for both . Montanus .

And so am I .

Otho . Both must be done , if Caesar dye , our greife Must last but till the successor bee known ; And then wee must rejoyce . Petronius .

T is true .

Otho . But I Shall have true cause of joy if Nero reigne , Exeunt . BRITANNICUS , OCTAVIA , XENOPHON . Britannicus

Shall I not see my father ere hee dy ?

Octavia .

Good Xenophon .

Xenophon . Good Madam pardon mee , Nothing is now so great an enemy To his disease as noise and company . Hee 's lately fall'n into a gentle slumber . Deep sleeps his feaver will not let him take . I 'll certify your highnesse when hee wakes . And wait upon you . Octavia .

Thankes good Xenophon . Exeunt .

AGRIPPINA . Agrippina . I long to heare what favour Nero findes In the Pretorian campe , how Caesar's death Is by the souldiers and the Senate taken . Enter PALLAS . Welcome my dearest Pallas What 's the newes ? Pallas Madam , as good as Jove himselfe could send , No sooner in the campe was Caesar's death Divulgd , but Burrhus enters to his charge , And Nero with him , who by all the cohorts Was presently saluted Emperour . Only some few were silent , and a while Stood still expecting young Britannicus ; But when they saw their expectation Was all in vaine , and none but Nero came , Fearing at last to loose the Donative Which Burrhus promis'd them in Neros name , They joyn'd themselves unto the greater part . Agrippina . Britannicus within the Pallace here Is safe enough for comming forth to day . The Senate have scarse heard of Caesar's death For wee conceal'd it till all things were ready . Pallas . Now in a Princely chariot mounted high Guarded by Burrhus and the souldiers Nero sets forward to the Senate house . But having past the campe , you need not feare The Senate , Madam . Agrippina . Pallas thou wert ever A messenger of lucky newes to mee . A safe contriver of the highest plots , A happy instrument thou hast deserv'd What ere thou hast enioy'd , though thou have tasted That which a Caesar su'd to tast , and bought The world in recompence . Pallas . If ever Pallas Had any fire that could advance his thoughts To high and great exploits , hee kindled it At your caelestiall beauty , as from heaven Prometheus stole that active fire , by which Hee durst himself adventure to create The noblest creature man . What act on earth , What undertaking should he tremble at Whom Agrippinas favours animate ? And what had I been but a peece of earth Cold , dull , and uselesse , had I not been quickn'd By your aetheriall touch . Agrippina . The happinesse . Of this high day has made thee eloquent Pallas The love of royall Agrippina can Inspire the dullest Soule with life and language . When the Idalian Queene was pleas'd to grace A shepheards boy more then his humble thoughts Could hope or wish , the ravish'd tongue forgot That rurall language which before it us'd . Agrippina . Ah Pallas what a glorious change is here ! How is the lownesse of our late despaire Turn'd to the height of joy and happinesse ? Pallas Quicke resolution well pursu'd will cure The saddest state . Agrippina . Goe thou and heare more newes , Whilest I dispose of things about the Palace Exeunt A SENATE , POLLIO CONSUL , VITELLIUS , SENECA , OTHO , PETRONIUS , MONTANUS . Pollio . May all the Gods accept our sacrifice , And bee propitious to the vowes , that wee Have vow'd for Caesar's safety . Vitellius . Let the great Divine and sacred Nero Claudius The care of heaven , sole ruler of the earth , And Romes high Father not forsake his world So soone t' encrease the number of the Gods , Enter BURRHUS . Burrhus . Exile to the Consul , and this sacred Senate . Great Claudius Caesar's dead , in whose high throne With one consent the souldiers have agreed To seat young Nero his adopted sonne ; And do by mee entreat your suffrages Fathers conscript ; to ratifie their choice . Seneca . Let not young Nero's yeeres disparage him , Nor trouble you , since happy presidents May well be showne , grave Fathers . Great Augustus Of glorious memory , no more in debt To yeeres then hee began to rule the state , With what successe not one in all this noble And great assembly can bee ignorant . But weigh with mee the difference of the times . The state is setled , and has flourish'd long In peacefull government ; no civill rents . No factions now , nor armies are a foot To staine with Latian blood Philippi plaines , To dye the Actiak and Sicilian Seas , And through all regions beare th' unnaturall wounds Of bleeding Rome . No such affrighting names As Marcus Brutus , Cassius , Lepidus Great Pompey's sonne , or feirce Antonius Arm'd with the power of halfe the Roman world Stand to oppose him . Oh yee Gods how great ! How many dangers had beset the state When young Augustus mannag'd it ! yet hee Withstood and vanquish'd all those difficulties . And why should Nero our elected Prince Ag'd like Augustus , not bee able now To sway a peacefull scepter ? for the right To this high , wreath although Britannicus Were borne the naturall sonne of Claudius , A Prince of hope enough , and may by some Bee thought much wrong'd in this election , Yet weigh it rightly , and no wrong is done . For Nero was adopted . But besides The claime of his adoption , hee is borne A truer heire to our Imperiall house Sprung up from the loines of great Augustus Caesar . Britannicus from Liviaes sonnes alone . Vitellius . Nor are the yeeres of young Britannicus So ripe as his to govern . Pollio . Seneca , Has wisely shewed his undoubted right , And I with joy approve the souldiers choise . Octavia .

The Gods preserve Nero our Emperour .

Otho .

Now is the height of all my wishes reach'd .

Enter NERO with TRIBUNE . Tribune . Roome for Caesar . Hee goes on , and takes his state . Pollio .

Haile Nero Caesar .

Seneca .

Haile great Emperour .

Vitellius .

Ever Augustus .

Otho . Most invincible Petronius Most sacred Tribune Montanus .

Holyest highest Priest .

Pollio . Father of Rome Nero That honorable title Is yet too weighty for my tender yeeres . Then let mee weare it , fathers , when my paines My toile and travell for the publike weale By ayde and favour of the Gods have made Mee worthy of it . But your free consent Fathers conscript , your powerfull suffrages Powerfull and honor'd as the voice of heaven In confirmation of the souldiers choise Fils mee with joy immortall , and shall binde My best indeavours to requite that love . My heart is cleare , my education Was not in factious , in tumultuous times , Or civil broiles , my former life has been As free from doing as receiving wrong ; And therefore bring I to th' Imperiall Throne No feares , no grudges , hatred or revenge . This sacred Senate , which the world adores , Shall still retaine her old prerogative While Nero lives . My privat house affayres Shall from the free Republicke bee divided , And never turne the course of common Justice No publike Office shall bee bought for gold . The sacred Consulary power shall judge As heretofore , th' affaires of Italy And forreigne provinces . My care alone Sall bee to rule and lead the Souldiers . And such to all the people will I bee As I would wish th' immortall Gods to mee . Vitellius . Oh speech most worthy Jupiter himselfe ! Worthy for ever to be registed In brazen Pillars for the world to read . Pollio . Let publike thanks by Senate bee decreed To Caesar's grace and goodnesse . Nero . No Asinius , Let me deserve them first , first give me leave What I have promis'd to performe in deedes , That then if thankes or praises bee bestow'd They my bee judg'd as due , and better Crowne Your owne true justice , and the Princes merits . Pollio . Oh happy Rome in such an Emperour ! Long may hee reigne on earth , and late , oh late Become a glorious starre in Heaven Tribune . What word . Will Caesar give the watching souldiers ? Nero . The excellent mother , Tribune , is their word . Your company , noble Consul , wee 'll entreate Home to the Pallace . Pollio .

I 'll attend on Caesar .

Exeunt . Manent OTHO , PETRONIUS , MONTANUS . Montanus .

The Prince has promis'd faire .

Petronius . Life Seneca. , That made the speech for him had been too blame . Otho . Well , let him speake as Seneca instructs In publicke still say I , I know his heart And secret thoughts better then Seneca Shall ever doe ; and there are Joviall dayes A comming , gallants , say I prophecy . Montanus . Will it bee lawfull to eat Lybian mushroms , And British oysters without being cited Before the censor ? Otho . Yes Curtius , and to whore For vacuation after them ; those gifts Will bee Court vertues . Come , the Prince is hopefull . Petronius .

Would I might have the bringing of him up .

Otho . If I can helpe it , thou shalt have a share In his tuition . Welcome Anicetus , Anicetus Is it to mee you come ? Anicetus . To you , my Lord . Caesar desires your company at the pallace . Otho . Caesars desire , is a command , which I With joy obey . returne my humble duty Good Anicetus , I 'll attend him strait . Exit Anicetus . Otho .

Now my mad shavers , do you know me yet ?

Petronius . Yes , very well ; the question is if thou Wilt know us now . Otho . Tut man , Nero shall know you . I 'll bring you both into his neare acquaintance . Now faire Poppaea's mine and mine alone . Caesar must grant my first petition , Or else deny the love hee swore to mee If ere hee wore the worlds Imperiall wreath . His power must fetch Poppaea from her husband . Nor is the deed so envious . Other Princes Have done the like , and yet not tax'd in story . Petronius . Besides , hee knowes Crispinus never lov'd him , And was an enemy to his adoption . 'Gainst him perchance hee will the sooner grant it . Exeunt . Agrip This is the day that sets a glorious Crown On all my great designes this day declares My power , and makes the trembling world to know That Agrippina . only can bestow The Roman Empire , and command the wheel Of suffring Fortune , holding in her hand The fate of nation . Is there not a name Above Augusta to enforme the world How great I am ? What Roman Deity Shall I assume ? the petty Goddesses Would all resigne ; but that they blushing think Their stiles and altars are too meane for mee . ●acinion Juno shall bee proud to share Her gloryes all with mee , and think her power Grac'd with my fellowship would brighter shine ; Or leave her name , and bee ador'd by mine . Enter NERO , POLLIO , SENECA. Burrhus .

My Nero is return'd , haile Nero Caesar .

Nero . Haile great and deare Augusta , best of Mothers . To whose sole care and goodnesse Caesar owes All those rich honours that he weares to day , And will ackowledge ever Agrippina . Brighter still For many yeeres let this blest day returne , That does bestow for my deare Lord and husband The ne're enough lamented Claudius To true a solace on my greiv'd Soule . This is that Caesar now , on whom my hopes And comforts all rely . Nero . This is that Caesar . Who in obedience and true filiall love To Agrippina will for ever strive With vertuous aemulation to excell Her most admir'd and exemplary goodnesse . Pollio .

How well this piety becomes them both .

Pallas . Enter Pallas

Long live great Nero Caesar .

Nero . Thankes good Pallas . Wee are indebted to thy faithfull service ; And therefore till wee finde some greater meanes To make requitall , still retaine that office Which in our father Claudius time thou held'st . Bee still our steward of th' Emperiall house . Agrippina .

Hee has deserv'd it .

Nero . For the funerals Of our dead father , in what state and order They shall bee celebrated , wee refer To you deare Mother . Agrippina . Let the order of them Bee like Augustus Caesar's . Let him have A Censors funeralls with divine honours , And put among the number of the Gods . Nor shall our grandmother great Livia With her Tiberius to Augustus show More piety , or more magnificence Then wee to our divinest Claudius . Exeunt
ACTUS IIII . NARCISSUS , GETA . Narcissus . If wee bee bound to think the Gods consider This humane world , why are wee not as well Bound to beleeve the greatest members of it On whom the fates of all the rest depend , Should be their greatest care ? why should the Gods Extend their narrow providence , and show Their power in woods and rurall villages , Yet thinke th' Imperiall family of Rome Not worth their care at all ? for if they had Where slept their justice , when great Claudius Was murdred by his servants and his wife , And they ador'd , and honour'd by the state For acting that accursed deed ! what right Can all the subject world receive from thence ! What good can dwell upon the earth with safety ? Proud Pallas , thou hast got the victory O're poore Narcissus , and mayest safely triumph With thy false Empresse ; for no law can reach The height you soare at now but yet take heed That very crime , the same Impiety That aided you in your foule enterprise To vanquish mee and justice on my side , May one day pull you downe . Geta. Alas Narcissus ! Too truly Rufus , thou , and I foresaw This fatall storme 'gainst Claudius wofull house . Britannicus is now the object growne Of all mens pitty . Narcissus . In the wrong hee did Into his hopefull sonne hee needs must see His own destruction woven . But if Claudius , When I detected all their plots to him , Had beene of nature quick and resolute Hee had prevented all , and scap'd his murder . T is certaine hee was poison'd Geta. Rome it selfe I feare will rue that sad adoption , And in the wrongs of young Britannicus Will beare too deepe a share . while the firce rule Of Agrippina lasts . Narcissus . What better hope Does Nero promise us ? Those that are neere , Xiphilin And inward with his nature , doe suspect In him all seedes of vice and tyranny , Though smoother'd for a time , at least , not hurtfull While he refraines from medling with the state That his night rambling revels , drinking feasts , And cruell sports that he 's delighted in , Are vices of his nature , not his youth . Geta : T is true , Narcissus , I of late have heard Many beginne to feare the prophecy of Aenobarbus his detested sire Xiphilin . That nothing good could be begot twixt him And Agrippina . Too too true alas ! Such prophecies of some of our late Princes Have prov'd to Rome , as that Augustus made Of the slow-jaw'd Tiberius , and Tiberius . Of his successour Caius , whom hee nam'd A Phaëton to the unhappy world . Narcissus . All that I hope for is a wretched life , If that bee not too much for mee to hope . Into Campania will I go , but there If death pursue mee , Caesars armes are long , And I am arm'd for any accident . Let none , but with a spirit prepar'd to dye , Dare to adventure on prosperity . Geta. Rufus and I are both resolv'd to leave The city too , wee are not safe within it . But farre perchance , removed from her sight Wee may escape fell Agrippinas spight . Enter to them CRISPINUS . Crispinus . Ah Lucius Geta , I am now enforc'd To that retirement , which wee lately talk'd of . Because my danger mov'd mee not before , Fresh cause is giv'n mee . Now I would not breath The aire of Rome for all the wealth within it . Geta. What cause is that Crispinus ? speake Crispinus . Poppaea , That was my wife is carried from my house , And divoc'd from mee by command from Caesar , Narcissus

The Prince begins his reigne most hopefully .

Crispinus .

Do you not wonder how I beare it thus ?

Geta.

I must confesse the losse is wondrous great .

Crispinus . True , had shee been my chast and faithfull wife , The losse had been beyond all aestimation . Nor could a manly spirit have borne the wrong . But shee was none of mine , her heart , my Lucius . As I have since discover'd , long ago Was given to wanton Otho , and with him T is thought she stole her close adulterous houres . For on that Otho , Nero has bestow'd her . Xiphilin ex Dione Wanting her heart , that gawdy peice of Earth That men call beauty , I should soone have scorn'd , Though Caesar's warrant had not come at all . Shall wee be gone , my freind ? Geta. With all my heart . It was my feare Poppaea would have caus'd Your stay too long . Crispinus .

I 'll put her from my thoughts .

Narcissus . Farewell my Lords , all happinesse attend Your Country life , though I can hope for none . Crispinus

Farewell Narcissus may the Gods protect thee . Exeunt . Otho ,

Otho , Poppaea . Thus greatest Monarchs oft have given away What they themselves ne're saw , nor e're knew how To value truely . Nero has bestow'd A guift unknown on mee , which I , that taste How sweet it is , would not againe forgo For all his Empires wealth . Poppaea . Nor would I change My Otho's love for great Augustus state . Otho . There to enjoy where both extreamly love Is such a happines ( as I have heard Some do observe ) it seldome does befall A marryed paire , or if it doe , that blisse Endures not long , so envious are the fates . But that 's a dreame , my love , I doe not feare . Poppaea . Thou need'st not feare Poppaeas constancy Though Caesar were thy rivall , Otho . Sweet I do not ; I dare not wrong thy truth , or take so much From mine own happinesse , as to suspect Thy constant minde at all : but Caesar's power Is of extent as large as mans desire . 'T was that , that made thee mine ; and nought but that That gave , can take my happinesse away . Thou hast a face , Poppaea , that would cleare A ravisher from guilt , that would excuse The treason of a freind , and make my wrong No staine to Caesar 's honour , though the Gods , Or Cato were his judges . Poppaea . Caesar would not ; Hee loves thee wel besides a noble minde Would scorne to taste the fruites of forced love , Otho . A long beseidging is as forcible As an assault , and wins the fort as sure Though not so soone . Poppaea . Nay spare your arguments . I can looke through them ; thou art fearfull , Otho , That I should long to see the Court : alas I have no such ambition to bee known To Agrippina or Octavia . Otho . Mistake mee not , sweete love , I am so farre From jealousy of thee , that 't was my purpose To make it my request that thou would'st go And see great Caesar's Court : nor do I thinke Octavia would bee jealous , or that danger That once befell the faire Calphurnia , Whom Agrippina banish'd Italy Because that Claudius Caesar prais'd her beauty , Should fall on thee . Poppaea . It shall not fall on mee , I will noe see the Court : fy Otho fy How wretchedly in striving to conceale Thy jelousy , thou dost betray it to mee ! Why dost thou tell mee so of Caesar's power , Octaviaes wrath , Calphuniaes banishment Through Agrippinaes envy ? t is thy love Better then all these subtle tricks will keepe My thoughts at home . Otho . It shall appeare to thee I do not feare at all ; or if I did , T is not the failing of thy constancy . Enjoy what freedome thou desir'st , Poppaea . Now for a little while excuse my absence , I must forsake thee , though unwillingly . Caesar , I feare , expected my return Long before this love has beguil'd the time , And made my stay seeme shorter then it is . But I shall think till I returne againe The houres are long , till then farewell Poppaea . Exit . Poppaea . I finde his feares alreadie , my estate Was better farre before Rufus Crispinus Was grave . and knew not wantonnesse enough To make him jealous as this Otho does That too unlawfull love , which then I shew'd To Otho , is the mother of these feares . Is old Seleucus the Magician come ; Enter Fulvia Fulvia : Madam hee waites without , Poppaea . Go call him hither . Seleucus is the master of his Art . All his praedictions hitherto have prov'd Most true and certaine . why should I desire To know my future fate ; and hasten woe ( Should it prove ill ) before the time of woe ? But t is a longing that I cannot check Enter Seleucus . Welcom Seleucus , have you found it out ? Seleucus . Madam , your scheme is drawn , and there I finde The stars alot another husband to you Poppaea .

Another after Otho ?

Seleucus .

Yes , a third .

Poppaea .

What shall hee bee ?

Seleucus The greatest Prince on earth . Poppaea

Ha , Caesar ?

Seleucus . Yes ; it must be Caesar , Madam . And t is as true as if the oracles Of Jove and Phoebus had foretold it both . Poppaea .

This Caesar that now lives ?

Seleucus . I can no further Instruct you Madam ; what you heare is true . Poppaea . Drinke this Seleucus for my sake . Farewell . Exit Seleucus To bee Augusta is the greatest gift The fates can give ; nor does it seems to mee A thing so much unlikely . Otho's feare Perchance was fatall . If it were , in vaine His care will bee , nor can hee then accuse Mee , but the fates that overrul'd my love . AGRIPPINA , PALLAS . Agrippina . It is decreed , Silanus must not live . Th' Imperial blood , that runs within his veines Were there no other cause , is crime enough . Hee is descended in the same degree . That Nero is from great Augustus loines . And some have lately whisper'd that his age Is more mature for soveraignty then Nero's . Besides thou know'st his brother Lucius , That should have marryed young Octavia , By us was hunted to his death ; and hee May meditate revenge . Pallas . You need not feare A spirit so sluggish as Silanus is . Your brother Caius Caesar , in the midd'st Of all his feares and jealousyes to which Hee sacrific'd so many noble branches Of your Imperiall house , contemn'd Silanus As one in whom there was no spirit , or danger , And call'd him nothing but the golden beast . Agrippina . Wee cannot tell , if times of trouble come , How much that beast by courage of attendants And confluence of souldiers may bee chang'd . Hee is Proconsul now of Asia , And may here after , if the people should Maligne our government , bring power against us . Pallas . If you will have it so Publius Celerius And Aelius now going for Asia Have undertaken there to poison him . Agrippina . Let it bee done . But Pallas , first of all Let a centurion bee dispach'd into Campania , to kill Narcissus . there Xiphilin . Hee must not live , that did contrive our ruine And knowes , I feare , the meanes by which wee scap'd it . By our command it shall bee warranted . But tell me Pallas , ere thou goest , are all The German souldiers come ? Pall: Madam they are . You have a royall guard . Ag: Go dearest Pallas , Dispatch Celerius into Asia , And the Centurion to Campania . Exit Pallas Now Agrippina is her selfe , and all The power and dignity she holds , her own . I do not owe it to a marriage bed , Or poore dependence on a husbands love , Where every minion might have rival'd mee . There is no power , no state at all , but what Is undependent , absolute and free . Besides my proper and peculiar guards Two lictors by the Senate are assign'd Distinct from Caesar and the Consuls state To wate on mee , that all the world at last Th' Imperiall power may in a woman know . I was an Empresse but ne're reign'd till now . Exit A banquet . Enter NERO , BRITANNICUS , OTHO , PETRONIUS , MONTANUS , ACTE . Ne. Come sit my friends , they here are freely welcome That bring free Joviall hearts farre hence bee all Sad lookes , sower gestures , and Censorious thoughts . They fit not Nero's table . kisse mee Acte , And smile upon the feast . Acte : Caesar's command Is warrant strong enough . Nero . And thou shalt finde No rigid Catoes here . Petronius . True , great Caesar , Let such sowre Scauri sit at home , and write Against the pleasure of this happy age Dull satyres , such as water , or the lees Of Tuscan wine beget , let them admire Those old penurious times . when Curius fed On leekes and onions , when Fabritius Feasted the frugall Senate with hung beefe And rusty bacon , and in earthen pots Drunke smal Etrurian wine , let them bee still Such as themselves would make themselves , unworthy To taste the plenty that Rome now enjoyes . Nero . Why did our famed ancestours so farre Extend their conquering armes , and strive to get The riches of the world , but that their Nephews Might now enjoy them ? t were ingratitude To their rich labours , should wee scorne to use What they have got : or if the use of it In us bee riot , sure 't was avarice In them , that toil'd so much to purchase it . Otho . Which of those rigid Censors , that declaime Against the vices of the times , and tax Rome as luxurious now would call it vertue In a rich Citizen , whose store-houses Were fraught with the best provisions , his chests crowded His cellars full of rich Campanian wine Yet hee himselfe to drinke the coursest lees , To feede on ackornes , pulse , and crabs , to wrong His nature , and defraud his Genius ? T is said the Furies keep pin'd Tantalus From tasting those delicious fruits hee sees . Such would the Roman vertue bee , should shee Affright her sonnes the masters of the world From tasting that which they themselves possesse . Petronius . T is true ; those former ages were most frugall ; Wee thank them for 't , the better is our fare . Let those that list , now when they have no need , Still imitate , and boast their hungry vertue , Whilest wee poore sinners are content with pheasants , Numidian hens , and Lybian purple wings Wilde goates , bores , hares , thrushes , and musheroms , Oysters , and mullets , and such vicious meates . Nero . Fill mee some wine . Montanus melancholy , And silent now ? Montanus . Caesar , I was but listning To heare Petronius good morality , Nero . Otho I know cannot bee melancholy , Hee is a bridegrome , and but new possest Of that faire treasure he has courted So long , well Otho , I must have a sight Of faire Poppaea , ; such I know shee is . Otho·

Shee is unworthy of great Caesar's sight .

Nero . A round , go Anicetus bring the lots ; Because that no respect of power shall let The freedome of our mirth , who ever drawes The longest cut shall bee our King to night , And bee obey'd what ere hee shall command . I will resigne my chaire to him . Com draw . Enter Anicetus they draw . T is I that am your King . Montanus . I shall beleive That Fortune has her eyes . Britannius In getting Crownes Nero , thy fortune is too good for mine . Nero .

I know none envy mee .

Britannicus No envy can Redresse my wrongs . I will beginne with Otho . I do command thee send by Anicetus Some trusty token that immediatly May fetch Poppaea hither to the banquet . Otho . It shall bee done , this ring will fetch her hither , Exit Anicetus . I ever though 't would come to this . Petronius . Thy plot Of bringing Acte in , I see has fail'd . Otho .

I care not much ; he would at last have seene her .

Nero . Thou wilt not frowne my Acte , though thou see Another beauty here . Acte . No royall Caesar , Nor shall you heare mee envious , or detracting , Although I know Poppaea is a Lady Whose beauty does as farre excell poore Acte As Cinthia does the lesser starres , or Venus The other Sea-nimphs . Nero .

Freely spoke , faire Acte .

Acte . Here you shall finde the saying does not hold That women are detractors from each other . Nero .

Meane time begin a health .

Montanus So please it Caesar · To great Augusta , Agrippina's health . Nero . Let it go round . And now Petronius I come to thee , I doo command thee write A Satyre presently against those pleasures Thou didst so lately prayse , against th' attire , And costly diet of this notorious age . This is thy Taske . Petronius . I must obey the King : And now 's the fittest time for such a satyre . I never finde my vertue of that strength As to contemne good Victualls , but upon A well fill'd stomacke . Nero .

Give him wine to heighten 't .

Petronius . I 've writ already a Satirick Poëm In a grave angry way , where I complaine That Romes excesse , corruption , luxury , Ruin'd the present governement , and twixt Caesar , and Pompey caus'd a civill warre . Listen , and heare my castigations . Now all the world victorious Rome had wonne All lands , all Seas , the morne and evening Sunne , Nor was content ; the Ocean 's furrow'd ore With armed ships ; if any farre-hid shore , Or land there were , whence burnish'd gold was brought It was their foe : by impious warre they sought ( Fates fitted so ) for wealth , old known delight They scorne , and Vulgar bare-worne pleasure slight . Pearles in th' Assirian lakes the souldiers love . Bright polish'd earth in hew with purple strove . Numidia marble brings the Scythian yeilds His early fleece , the Arabs spoile their fields , But see more ruine yet , and greater wounds Of injur'd peace , the Mauritanian grownds " And Libyan Ammon's farthest woods , to get " Wilde beasts are search'd whose teeth a price must set " Upon their death , fierce Tigers fetch'd from farre , " And stalking stately on the Theater " Are fed with humane slaughter to delight " The peoples eyes : after the persian rite " ( Alas I shame to speake it , and display " The ruine-threatning fates ) they cut away " Manhood from growth spoil'd youths , for Venery " Softning their nature , to keepe backe thereby " In spite of time , their age her selfe in kinde " Abused nature seekes , but cannot finde . " They dote on Catamites , weake bending hammes , " Uunerved bodyes , and a thousand names " Of new attires , loose haire of men , in whom " All man is lost ! lo slaves from Affrick come , " Rich Citron boards , bright purple , which to view " Cousening the senses beare a gold like hew . " A wanton traine , in wine and surffets drown'd " The far fetch'd table do encompasse round . " The wealth that all the spacious world containes " By lawlesse armes the roming souldier gaines , " Their gluttony growes witty ; guilt-heads caught " At Sea , alive are to their tables brought . Nero . No more , my furious Satyrist , thou hast chid The times sufficiently . Petronius . If you bee pleas'd I have obey'd . Nero . Well , I perceive Petronius A man may write a Satyre , and yet bee No Scaurus , Curius , or Fabritius . Petronius . A Satyrist should bee the contrary , And know those vices , which hee meanes to tax . Nero . Brother Britannicus thy taske is next , Stand up and sing a song . Britannicus Give mee some time : I cannot doo 't extempore , what subject ? Nero .

Choose that your selfe .

Britannicus . Then give me leave to sing Mine owne misfortunes , how I came to loose The Roman scepter . Nero . How ! that will not fit A feast of mirth . Britannicus .

No , let them laugh that winne .

Petronius .

A good smart youth .

Nero . This must not bee endur'd . I must bee freed from this continuall feare : Then bee excus'd , be merry Gentlemen , I wonder Anicetus stayes so long . Enter ANICETUS with POPPAEA . But see they come , is this Poppaea , Otho . Otho .

'T is shee great Caesar .

Nero . Wonder of her sex ! Bright paragon of Rome ! all beautyes yet That I have seene , have been but foiles to set A greater lustre on this starre of light . Otho . His eys are fixt ; his changing lookes do speake A depth of passion , or my jealous feares . Dazle mine eyes too much . Petronius . T is so ; shee 's lost . If ever Lady were a tennis ball T is this , shee 's bandy'd so from one to tother . Nero . Must then another reape the envy'd fruit Of my injustice ? must Poppaea bee My crime , that tooke her from her other Lord , To be his pleasure ? Otho .

Is great Caesar sad !

Nero . No Otho , still shee shewes more faire and faire . I cannot check my love ; sit fairest Lady . And with your lustre grace our feast . I see Thou art a most incomparable judge In beauty , Otho , and were I to choose A wife againe , I 'd trust no eye but thine . Otho .

Would I might serve you Sr. in any thing .

Nero . But tell mee thy oppinion in one question . Which dost thou thinke the noblest in a Prince , If hee would use his power , and do an act That may bee thought unjust , to do 't for frendship . Or satisfaction of his owne delight . Otho . Sr. had you made the case a private man's ( For the delights of Princes , as themselves , Wee must count sacred ) I could soone resolve it . Nero .

Let it bee so for t is the same in justice .

Otho . I thinke it noblest then to do 't for frendship . For frendship ever was held honorable , But satisfaction of our own delights A thing of weakenesse rather then of honour . Petronius .

I see his drift .

Nero . Augustus Caesar then And I by power have done the selfe same act . But in the cause I have excell'd Augustus , For hee to satisfie his own hot love From Claudius Nero tooke faire Livia . I from Crispinus took a brighter beauty To shew my selfe no lover . but a frend . Doo not mistake mee Otho , and suppose I do repent the favour I have done I know t is well bestow'd . Otho . T was such a favour That I confesse , great Caesar , as no tongue Can bee enough expressive ; so t is hard To find a heart that 's large enough to pay Sufficient thankes in thought , but pious men Have still acknowledg'd that no thankes of ours Can aequalize the bounty of the Gods . And Princes are like them , should I thinke lesse I should both wrong the giver , and the gift . Nero . In valuing her aright thou shew'st thy selfe As wise as just . I wish thee joy of her . But fairest Lady , since it was so late Before you grac'd our feast , I cannot thinke That I have entertain'd you yet at all . The scene shall therefore change , another roome Shall bid Poppaea wellcome to the Court . Exeunt . VITELLIUS , POLLIO . Vitellius .

Yet Caesar and his mother well agree .

Pollio . The Gods continue it , but Vitellius , I feare the sequell . Agrippinaes fierce And haughty disposition will too much Provoke her sonne 't is thought ; and hee too forward To throw all nature off . Vitellius . I thinke so too . And therefore I could wish that Agrippina Would go a gentler way , shee must not build Too much upon her merits , though wee know T was shee that put the scepter in his hand . For vicious natures , where they once begin To take distast , and purpose no requitall , The greater debt they owe , the more they hate Pollio . Besides shee 'll find it harder far to worke Her ends upon a sonne then t was to rule A doating husband . Pollio . Time will shew it all , And we ere long shall know which way to leane . Exeunt . BURRUS , SENECA. Burrhus . Will Agrippina sit to day with Caesar On his Tribunall , to give audience To those Armenian Embassadors ? Seneca . There is no doubt shee would ; but I have spoil'd That state I hope ; for I have councell'd Nero . That if shee come , hee shall arise and meet her , As if he did it in respect , and duty Deferring th' audience of th' Embassador , I hope shee will not understand our drift . Burrhus .

Pray heaven shee do not , for you know her fircenesse .

Seneca . It would bee Romes disgrace , the Senates shame And my great crime if the Embassadors That come to plead their countryes cause at Rome , Should see a woman perching up with Caesar Into the chare to give them audience . And sit commanding ore the Roman ensignes : T was not the custome of our Ancestors To see such sights . Burrhus . True Lucius Seneca , Our Ancestours had no such kinde of women , Shee in her heart 's a man , and you mistake If you esteem her onely Caesars mother ; Not his Colleague , and partner in the Empire Or more then so . Seneca . I am not so ingratefull To hate the woman , since I know it was Her favour , that repeal'd my banishment . But I dislike these things , that forreigne states In her unseemly carriage should behold Xiphilin . The shame of Rome , and would shee keepe a temper Fitting the quality of her sex and place , I should admire the bravery of her minde . Enter NERO , VITELLIUS , POLLIO , NERO , takes his state , after them the Embassadors . Embassadors . Long live great Nero Caesar , the cheife care Of heaven , and highest Souveraigne of the Earth , The Princes of Armenia , Vologeses And Tiridates greete your Majesty By us , and do congratulate the honor , Which since divinest Claudius left the earth To make a God in' heaven , is fall'n on you . And to your high Tribunall doo referre The controversie that is now betwixt them . Nero . Enter Agrippina . My mother 's come , defer th' Embassadors As t was appointed Seneca . Seneca .

I will .

Nero .

Haile dearest mother .

Agrippina . Wherefore rises Caesar From his Tribunall when affaiers of state Are brought before him ? Nero . No respect can bee Too much for mee to give great Agrippina . Agrippina . Excuse mee , Caesar , if it bee respect , T is now unseasonable , take your seate , I 'll fit with you my selfe , and here th' affaires Of these Armenian Embassadors . Nero . Wee have deferred the businesse a while , And thought upon a fitter time to heare it . Agrippina . If you arise because the audience Is ended or deferr'd upon just reasons , T is not respect to mee that made you rise , As you alldg'd at first , but I have found it , The reason that deferr'd this audience Was Agrippinaes comming . Burrhus .

This I fear'd .

Seneca .

T was carryed ill of Caesar at the first .

Agrpppina . I see thou blushest , Nero , and may'st justly , To call that reverence , which was affront , Was a dissembling not befitting Caesar . And to affront a mother so deserving Was not the duty that befitted Nero . Nero . Can nearest Agrippina . thinke her Nero . Will ever doo an act that may bee judg'd Affront to her Agrippina . This was thou know'st it Nero . And so does thy adviser Seneca From him it came , no other Senator Durst to have councell'd my disgrace but hee Seneca . Never will Seneca , so much obleidg'd To Agrippinaes royall favour , wish Or councell her disgrace . Agrippina . Oh Seneca . Philosophy nere taught ingratitude . If you had thought the place unfit for mee , You might have told mee privatly before , Not us'd this tricke which how so ere it hold In Stoticisme , I 'm sure is nought in state . Vitellius .

Shee payes him home .

Pallas . Her spirit cannot brooke The least appearance of an injury . Agrippina . Caesar , I 'll leave thee now , nor shall my presence Bee any hinderance to thy state affaires . Nero .

I 'll go along with you .

Agrippina . For Seneca I 'll shortly teach him new Philosophy . Exeunt . manent . BURRHUS , SENECA. Seneca . Shee 's full of anger ; but it moves not mee , Since what I did was just , and for the honour Of Rome and Caesar ; honest actions Will bee enough protection to them selves . Burrhus .

Take the best courses to prevent her fury .

Seneca . Ah noble Burrhus , it must bee hereafter Our greatest care to curbe that womans pride , And what wee can remove her from all rule And government of state , for Agrippina Is of too hot and fierce a disposition . Burrhus . What should wee doo ? t were pitty to incense Her sonne against her . Seneca . The Gods forbid that wee Should stirve to make the Prince unnaturall . But to prevent this inconvenience I will perswade young Caesar not with purpose To wrong his mother , somewhat to abate Her dangerous greatenesse , to remove from her Part of her guard of German souldiers , And to displace her wicked counsellour That insolent and Lordly free'dman Pallas . Burrhus . You need not use perswasions to your Pupill ( The Gods forgive it if I judge amisse ) To stand against his mother , I much feare Hee will too quickly hate her , for no reason To state belonging ; but because shee growes Imperious over him , and strives to curbe His lust and riots , those , those Seneca I feare are seedes of future tyranny And for his love ( as if the fates decreed To make his passions all preposterous ) His vertuous wife noble Octavia The only instance in this wicked age Of women great and good , is loath'd by him . Seneca . That most afflicts mee : could wee finde a cure For that disease , all other maladyes A riper age will in some part redresse , And I will strive to change them by degrees , And get him to forsake his loose associates . But let us first endeavour to remove Fierce Agrippina from all rule of state . Burrhus .

I 'l joyne with you , and use my best endeavours .

Exeunt . NERO. Nero . Shall I that am an Emperor , bee check'd , Control'd and baffled in my Pallace thus ? I will remove this mother farre from mee , And give command to Burrhus to provide That house that was Antoniaes for her . The Pallace shall bee free to my delights , I make no doubt but that the people know , And hate her pride , and will the lesse repine At what I do against her , I have told her ( For shee provok'd mee past all patience ) Part of my minde already , shee shall rue Perchance too late the fiercenesse shee has shew'd Exit . AGRIPPINA . Agrippina . Ingratefull Nero , is thy mothers power So soone offensive growne ? canst thou so soone Cast off all filiall dutyes , and forget What I deserve from thee ? wouldst thou deprive Mee of all power that gave all power to thee ? Did I so wickedly for thee procure The height of human state , that thou shouldst take All state from mee with greater wickednesse ? Oh wronged Claudius , this sad punishment My bloody treason , and ingratitude To thy offended Manes justly payes . By the most loving , and most injur'd Lord , The worst of wives was more belov'd then now The best of mothers by a wicked Sonne . I 'le make him know what hand it was that rais'd His fortunes to this height : but wherefore weeps Enter Octavia . My deare Octavia ? Octavia . What accursed fate Pursues the wofull Claudian family ? Agrippina .

Deare daughter speake thy griefe .

Octavia . Was I bestow'd , Or rather lost in marriage , to advance Upon my brother's ruine , Nero's state To bee by him despys'd , hated and made A base freed-womans slave ? Agrippina .

What freed woman ?

Xiphilin . Octavia . Acte thy Nero's concubine my mistris That dares within the palace to contest Nay to revile Octavia . Agrippina . She dares not , Nor shall she doo 't , I 'll slit the strumpets nose , If she dare speake 'gainst thee . Octavia . You cannot mother . Nero delights in none but her , his soule In Acte lives ; on her he does bestow That love , that 's due to mee : But mee hee loaths ; Oh dismall love , Oh fatall marriage ! Agrippina . Take comfort sweete Octavia , I 'll redresse Thy wrongs , or venture mine owne fall with thee . Enter Nero . Nero . You have complain'd I see , Octavia . Is there a chiding toward ? Agrippina Has thy guilt , And th' unkinde wrongs thou hast already done Unthankefull Nero , to thy vertuous wife . Xiphilin . Arm'd thee with such an impudence , that now Thou canst prevent her just accusing thus ? Nero .

How 's this ?

Agrippina . Mee thinkes although thou hadd'st no sparke Of goodnesse left thee , yet in Pollicy Thou should'st not dare maintain a base borne strumpet Against thy lawfull wife great Claudius daughter . Nero . Mee thinkes in policy you might remember You speake to Caesar , not a childe . Agrippina . T is true , Thou hast forgot the duty of a childe . Nero . I will bee better known ; if I bee Crost In my delights , I will bee bold to crosse You in your pleasures too Agrippina . Oh heavens , what pleasures What joyes or studies have I ever had But to preferre thee Nero ? are my cares And all my labours thus requited now ? Let not too vaine and foolish confidence Of what thou art , make thee presume to wrong Thy mother and thy wife ; or thou shalt know The Empires lawfull heire is yet alive . The wrong'd Britannicus is growing up To take his right , and to revenge the wrongs Which hee and all his family susteine Xiphilin . I 'll go my selfe to the Praetorian Campe , And plead his cause before the Souldiers . There let one-handed Burrhus , and that base Unthankefull exile Seneca , appeare Against the daughter of Germanicus . Nero . Yes plead the cause of young Britannicus ; And when y' have done , provide an advocate To plead your own . Exeunt Nero . Agrippina . Gone so abruptly from us ! Slights hee mine anger so ? Octavia . Madam I feare You tooke too harsh a way ; his lookes were wilde And full of rage ; my sad misgiving soule Tels mee some mischeife 's working in his thoughts . Agrippina . Feare not , Octavia , wee ll take the best And surest courses to prevent the ill That may ensue : and if mature advice And councell cannot bridle him , wee 'll use Another meanes to curbe his insolence : I have already by my bounty made Most of the Tribunes and Centurions . My guards are strong , and shall bee vigilant Over the safety of Britannicus , As mine own person , there 's no open act Of mischiefe can bee on the suddaine wrought . Octavia .

The Gods I hope will guard our innocence .

Exeunt . NERO solus . Nero My feares have been too slow , and t was high time That Agrippinaes thundring threats had wak'd My sleeping mischeefes ; which shall now no more Study disguises , but appeare in bold And open acts with Caesars stampe upon um , Feirelesse of vulgar whispering jealousyes . Upon thy death , Britannicus , a price No lesse then Romes imperiall wreath is set . The deede , when done , will priviledge it selfe , And make the power of Nero strong enough To warrant his misdeede , who dare revenge Or blame th' offence that frees mee from a rivall ? But I shall leave a worse , and nearer farre Behinde , my mother Agrippina lives ; Shee lives my rivall , nay my partner still , Nay more then that my Queene and Governesse . I am no Prince , no man , nothing at all While Agrippina lives , must 〈◊〉 then live To make mee nothing ? must the name of mother Outweigh a scepter ? could the name of husband Protect her Claudius ? no ; her owne example Shall teach mee state : but first Britannicus Must bee remov'd ; his death assures my state , And makes mee able to contest with her . That gentle poison , which Locusta gave him , If poison 't were , whilest wee did vainely feare The peoples talke , has kept my feares alive . Where is this hagge ? Enter Locusta . Locusta .

Caesar .

Nero . Witch . beats her . Feind , fury , divell . Locusta .

Mercy , mercy , Caesar .

Nero . I 'll hew thy cursed carcasse into atomes , Thou gav'st Britannicus an antidote In stead of poyson . Locusta . T was a gentle poyson , And such as you commanded mee to make ; Hold Caesar hold ; I will redeeme all yet . Nero . Do it or dy , make mee a poison strong , A quicke and speeding one . Locusta . It shall bee done . No sooner tasted , but it shall destroy . Nero . I 'll see the tryall of it , and reward Thy service well ; but if Britannicus Out live this day , this day shall bee thy last . Exeunt
ACTUS V. SCENA . I. BURRHUS , VITELLIUS , ANNICETUS , Souldiers Burrhus . It is the will of , Caesar , souldiers You must bee all discharg'd from guarding her . But you shall have allowance , and thus much I 'll promise for your comforts , you shall bee The next that are ascrib'd into the list Of the Praetorian campe . Souldiers .

Thankes noble Burrhus .

Burrhus . Go Anicetus , give command that straight That house , which was Antoniaes bee prepar'd For Agrippina , and her family . Caesar will have the Palace to himselfe . Vitellius . Does Agrippina know 't Burhus . Not yet I think . Is there displeasure then 'twixt her and Caesar ? Burhus . I know not . you 'll excuse my hast , my Lord I must take leave . exit Burhus . Vitellius . I like not these new turnes . I came to visit her : but now I 'll spare My haile this morne . whither so fast my Lord ? Pollio .

To visit Agripina .

Vitellius . Stay , I 'll tell you . There is some diffrence twixt her and Caesar . Her guards are tane away . I parted now From Burhus , who discharg'd them . shee her selfe Shall be remov'd from the Imperiall palace . Pollio .

I like not that ; I 'll spare my visit then .

exeunt PETRONIUS , MONTANUS . Montanus .

Otho will loose his wife then .

Petronius . Yes , no doubt ; And I believe must leave the City too . Nero's extremely fir'd , and hee will have her Alone ; poore Otho must not rivall Caesar Nor indeed is it fitting that the husband Should make th' adulterer a cuckold . Montanus . Do'st thou beleeve , Petronius , that this change Pleases Poppaea ? Petronius Yes , I warrant her . Shee thinkes her beauty never could have done her A greater service . Montanus . But shee seem'd to love Otho extremely . Petronius . I confesse Montanus I thinke her appetite stood well to Otho ; For it is a rascall of a winning carriage And curious feature ; but shee has enjoyed him Sometime already , and that passion Which you call love , does move in a degree So low , and feeble , it is soone swallow'd up In the deepe torrent of ambition . Poppaea's proud ; nor can that breast of hers Harbour a love so strong , but it must yeeld To pride her quality praedominant . Montanus . What can shee bee but Nero's concubine ? I see not what high honour lyes in that . Petronius .

You cannot tell what shee may bee in time .

Montanus . Shee cannot bee Augusta ; that high name Octavia , while shee lives , will keep , hee dares not Forsake that wife ( how e're hee do affect her ) To whom hee may bee sayd to owe the Empire . Petronius . For mine own part , I know not how t will go . But I dare sweare Poppaea e're this time Has ask'd and heard what the Chaldaeans say About her fortunes : our fine dames of Rome Must stil bee tampering with that kinde of cattell . Their doggs , their monkeys , and themselves do nothing Without th' advise of such a cunning man , Hast thou seene Otho lately ? Montanus . Yes to day : Petronius .

How does hee looke upon the businesse ?

Montanus . Faith somewhat sad ; but Caesar seemes to use him So wonderfull kindly that he cannot thinke Hee 's wrong'd at all . Petronius .

Prithee let 's finde him out . Exeunt .

PALLAS solus . Pallas . No longer steward of th' Imperiall house ! Are greatest benefits so soone forgot By wicked Princes ? t is and ever was The fate of Courts , Monarchs unjustly hate Acknowledgment : what power , what honor now Does Nero , hold but what hee owes to mee ? My merrit , nay my wickednesse , which did To him encrease the merit , for this heart Has bled the more for my ingratitude To my best master Claudius , his sad wrongs Another now revenges ! oh Narcissus , Perchance the conquest that I got ore thee , When wee two strove about the successor To Claudius Caesar , will hereafter prove More fatall to the conqueror , then him That lost the day , thou in Campania Di'dst happily , though hunted to thy death By us ; and carry'dst to thy grave the honor Of ayding the just side , oh Royall Empresse , Enter Agrippina . I feare our care to raise unthankfull Nero Will prove at last our own destruction My places losse I weigh not , but for feare It prove a step to your dishonour , Madam . Agrippina . T is for my sake that thou hast lost it , Pallas , With mee my frends are hated . Oh sad fate That followes impious actions ! well perchance And happily might I have liv'd if wrong'd Britannicus had reign'd ! Oh would the losse Of this unworthy life could yet procure That injur'd Prince his due . Pallas . Can fortune turne The course of things so strangely , that you Madam , The Prince his mother and his raiser too Should wish the others reigne Agrippina . It can , it can . This is the power and justice of the Gods , That when wee thinke our selves most safe in ill , Can frustrate all our confidence , and make That power , which seem'd to bee our prop , to bee Our onely cause of ruine , wee are children , Vice makes us children , like to them , wee cry For Knives to hurt our selves with , and the Gods To punish us oft grant what wee desire . An horse brought in OCTAVIA . following . Pall.

What dolefull noise is this ?

Agrippina

Ay mee , I feare .

Octavia . Oh dismall day ! Oh wretched family ! Fly back bright Phoehus to the Easterne shore , Or hide thy head ; thou hast at Rome beheld A feast more black then ere Mycenae saw . Oh dearest brother , sweet Britannicus . Agrippina .

Britannicus .

Octavia . Murder'd Britannicus , Poison'd at Nero's table . Agrippina Breake my heart The greatest woe , that could befall , is come . Forgive mee , gentle Soule , t was I that gave That viper life , and rule to ruin thee . Thou need'st not curse mee ; the impiety Of him that kill'd thee , will revenge thy death . Pallas Faire hope of Rome , sweet flower untimely cropt , What parentasion shall sad Pallas make T' appease thy wronged ghost , and expiate My foule offences ? to the King and Queene Of fable night I 'll build two grassey altars ; And yeerely there , if any yeeres at all I have to live . with sad libations Invoke the manes of Britannicus , Thou from the groves of faire Elysium For ever wail'd for ever honour'd Prince , Deigne to accept my humble sacrifice . Or if those rights bee too too meane for thee , Perchance the Genius of afflicted Rome Shall weep hereafter ore thy grave , and waile Th' untimely death of her Britannicus . Agrippina . Gentle to thee let earth and water prove . Exit Octavia , This wofull murder of Britannicus . & funus . Bodes ill to mee , and my presaging soule Is fill'd with ghastly feares . Ah Pallas , Pallas , This is the entrance into Paricide , And but the Prologue to a mothers death . Pallas . Would I could speake to your destresse and feares A true and reall comfort , such a one As might not flatter your estate , and make You weaker then before , by taking from you All study of prevention . Servant . Servant . Caesar . Madam , Is come to visit you . Agrippina .

Pallas farewell . Enter Nero .

Nero . What weeping Madam ? what unworthy cause Dares force a teare from greate Augustaes eye While Nero lives : if 't bee my brother's death , That caus'd this sorrow , I could joyne in teares Had not that tragedy already rob'd Mine eyes of moysture , Agrippina . This hypocrisie Makes mee lesse trust his nature then before . Nero . The Gods have rob'd mee of one comfort now The fellowship of sweet Britannicus , That all my piety may bee confin'd To you , deare mother , you containe alone Within a Parents sacred name , all stiles Of kindred now , all bonds of pious love . Feare not a change in mee . Agrippina .

I do not Caesar .

Nero . Minarvus feast is celebrated now Nero . Minervaes feast is celebrated now Five dayes at Baiae thither you shall go Xiphilin . And feast with mee deare mother , there forget All jealous feares , and you shall never more Complaine of Nero . If the stratagem aside . Of Anicetus prosper , her complaint Shall be to Pluto , and the Ghosts below . exeunt . OTHO with his Commission . Otho . The Gouernment of Lusitania . By Nero's grace and favor is bestow'd On mee ! Oh glorious name of banishment ! Yet welcome now , since faire Poppaea's lost . I thanke thee , Nero , thou provid'st a brave And honourable cure for that sad wound Thou hast inflicted on my love-sicke Soule . How great a torture had it been to mee To live in Rome divorc'd from her , and see That beauty folded in another's armes ! Hence wanton thoughts ; fond love for ever vanish , Collect my soule what ere thou hast within thee Of Roman left , and answer to the call Bright honour makes , some favourable God Pittying the lusts and riots of a youth So much misled , has sent this seeming losse To wake me from so base a lethargy . Employ'd in forreigne action , I shall live Free from th' infectious vices of this Court , And farre from seeing the abhorr'd effects Of future tyranny , which needs must breake From Nero's vicious nature . At my birth The Augures promis'd high and glorious hopes . This is the way to bring them . Spaine shall find Another Otho then was sent from Rome . Poppaea promis'd here to meete , and take Her last leave of mee . why should I againe Renue my passion by the sight of her ? But 't is but one poore look . and so farewell . Enter SELEUCUS . Seleucus . Haile Marcus Otho Emperour of Rome , Caesar that shall bee . Otho .

Ha!

Seleucus . It is thy fate , Which shall not bee prevented . Otho . Tell mee father ( For your predictions ever have been true ) Shall I behold Poppaeaes face againe , When I have left the City ? Seleucus .

Never more . Exit Seleucus .

Otho . Never ! a heavy doome yet I in lieu Of her shall gaine the Empire of the world . Juno will heale the wounds that Venus gives . Enter POPPAEA . See , there shee comes ; her beauty waxes still , Or else the sad concit of never more Seeing that face , makes it appeare more faire . How dull the edge of Honour growes already ! Here could I stay , and like the Trojan Prince Lockt in faire Diodes armes forget forever Th' Italian land , and all my future fame . Him Jove admonish'd to depart from thence . Mee the command of Caesar forces hence , And leaves no power in my election . Farewell Poppaea . Poppaea . Oh hard fate in love Is mine , whose joyes were never lasting yet . Speake not so soone that killing word farewell . Otho . What gaine , alas , can one small minute bee ? Or if t were gaine to mee , to the Poppaea T were losse to keepe thee from thy Caesars sight . Hee is thy servant , whom the world obeyes . Poppaea . Ah Otho , love can witnesse that this fortune Was never sought by mee . Otho . Thou wert too great A treasure for a privat man to keep . No ; live still happy with thy Caesar here And grant mee one request ; if of that love Which once wee vow'd so deare , there yet remaines So small a part as may deserve the name Of comon frendship , use thy power with Caesar My goverment may be continu'd long . Poppaea . Rather let mee intreate the contrary , And keepe thee hereat Rome . Otho . It must not bee . Never while Nero lives , and lives with thee . It must bee love no more , but frendship now Twixt us Poppaea , which may still bee kept In absence by good wishes , and without Those nearer comforts which fond love requires . But who shall teach mee to forget that sweet Delicious lesson which loves schoole did teach , When thy admired beauty was the booke , And I a Scholler too too forward then ? Oh would great Caesars power to cure my wound , Could but bestow so privative a good As losse of memory . but that , alas , Were too unjust a cure , and I could wish Rather to suffer still then quite forget That I was once Poppaeaes envi'd love . I 'll rather strive to solace my sick soul With contemplation of past happinesse , And by recounting ore our former joyes Deceive those houres of sorrow I must passe . Pop. And I for comfort of our absent love Will cherrish hopes that wee shall meet againe . Oth. No , thinke mee dead , bright love , and I 'll enforce My imagination to beleeve that thou Translated by some amorous Deity Hast left the earth to beautify the sky , And turne Astronomer in love , to finde Thy figure out among those radiant lights Which Joves transformed Paramours have made . 'Mongst those I 'll seeke for faire Poppaeaes starre , And sweare I see it , rather then beleeve Thou liv'st on earth debarr'd from Otho's sight . I must begin to part , I see ; for thou In modesty art loath to chide mee hence , And bid mee quit the place . Farewell Poppaea . Such height of happinesse mayst thou enjoy As Caesars constant love can bring to thee . Pop. As much good fortune follow Otho still T is power that parts us . all the Gods can tell Exit Otho How well I love thee Otho . but those Gods , That have ordain'd another fate for mee Must bee obey'd yet Nero must bee wrought With cunning to my ends , or else my fortune Is low and poore , my title nought at all . T is not the love of Caesar , but the honour , And that high title which attends his love That is Poppaeaes aime , Octavia Debarres mee yet from that , and Agrippina Is fierce , and keeps her sonne in Pupillage . Enter NERO. Nero . Now faire Poppaea , thou art mine alone ; Otho 's remov'd , embrace the happy change That fortune brings thee , thou hast found instead Of him , a Caesar , who besides his state Has brought a heart as true to thee , and love As strong and fervent as poore Otho's was Thou wert before a diamond coursly set , A clouded starre . the Fates did pitty thee , And would no longer let that beauty ly Ecclippsed in a private family No seat but Romes Imperiall throne , no sphaere But Caesars armes were fit for these bright eyes To shine in , and the subject world t' adore Their lustre , like some constellation New risen to amaze mortality . Not Rome alone , but all the farthest shores That Peleus silver-footed wife ere knew Shall call Poppaea mistresse . Poppaea . Those are honours Caesar , too high , too great for mee to hope . Nero .

To hope , my love , they are thine owne already .

Poppaea . Caesar , thou know'st it cannot bee ; and I That might have liv'd content with Otho's love ; And there enjoy'd the honour'd name of wife , Must in the Palace find a baser stile . Nero . Thou wrong'st my power , Poppaea , if thou thinke I cannot give the highest stile to thee : And if thou thinke I meane it not , thou wrong'st My truest love Poppaea . Octavia is alive No love of thine can beare Augustus state But onely shee Nero . Shee shall bee soon remov'd To make a roome for faire Poppaeaes honour . Nor will the Senate dare to grumble at it . Poppaea . Though all were silent else , fierce Agrippina Xiphilin . Would in that act controll thee , and thinke mee To meane for Caesars wife , though I am sprung ( For I may speake a truth that Rome can witnesse ) From noble and triumphant Ancestors . Nero . There , love , thou strik'st upon the truest string . That Agrippina was my greatest feare , Though now shee is not ; for I 'll tell it thee , If Anicetus stratagem have taken , Ere this shee wanders on the Stygian shore . Weary I was of her imperious pride , And fear'd her cruell plots . How that succeedes Is now my greatest expectation . Nor do I live till Anicetus come And bring my safety in that womans death Enter ANICETUS . Poppaea . See , Anicetus is return'd Nero . Speake man What is my fate ? thou carriest in thy voyce The life and death of Caesar Anicetus Your command Was done , great Caesar , but your mother scap'd . Nero . Escap'd ? how could it bee , but you were false , And all conspir'd together to betray Xiphilin . My life in saving hers ? how could shee scape ? Anicetus . Wee chose the night to act it in ; but night , Prov'd not so black as night ; the starrs gave light , No wind at all blew as wee lanched forth Xiphilin Down in the Galley Agrippina lay , And at her feet lay Aceronia With joy discoursing of your curtesie , And favour lately shew'd her , but when I The watch-word gave , the covering of the place Loaden with lead fell downe , and prest to death Her servant Gallus . But when th' other part By fortune stronger , broke not , nor the vessell Was loos'd asunder , all beeing in amaze The rowers straitway thought it best to weigh , The galley at one side , and sinke her so There Aceronia floating in the waves Faining her selfe to bee the Empresse , cry'd Helpe , helpe the Prince his mother . But the rowers With poles , and oares straight kill'd her as shee swamme , But Agrippina in a silence caus'd By policy or feare , swamme to the banke , Having received but one wound , and there Succour'd by little barkes , through Lucrine lake To her owne house was carryed at the last . Nero . Oh , I am lost and dead ; I shall bee straight Surpris'd and kill'd ; shee 'll arme her slaves , and stirre The souldiers up , or to the Senate house Complaine , and shew the wound shee has receiv'd And tell the story there . What shall I doo ? Advise mee , my Poppaea , Anicetus , But yet advise mee nothing but her death , No other course is safe Nero . must dy If Arippina . live , call Burrhus to mee ; Send forth the souldiers to dispach her straight . Poppaea It is no action for a souldiers hand Nor will the campe for brave Germanicus , Her father's sake bee drawne to butcher her Let Anicetus . finish the exploit Hee has begunne . Nero . It must be so ; go on With thy religious act , good Anicetus . Thou art obleig'd to finish it ; or else What thou hast done already , will procure My ruine rather then security Choose thee what aide thou wilt . Anicetus I have them ready . Feare it not Caesar , Agrippinaes dead . Nero . Oh comfortable voice thou art the man Thou only Anicetus , that bestow'st The Empire upon Nero . to thy guift I will acknowlegd it , and celebrate This as my day of coronation . What plot shall wee invent to hide the deede , And put th' intent of murder upon her ? To bring you newes of her escape , I 'll finde A way to doo 't , t is strange none yet come from her . See Agerinus comes Enter Agerinus . Agrerinus . All health to Caesar Augusta by the favour of the Gods Has lately scap'd a strange and wounderfull Danger at Sea . Ani. Caesar when any of her servants come What meanes this ponyard Anicetus lets fall a ponyard behinde Agerinus . In Caesars presence , Agerinus ? Nero . Treason . Ziphilin . Shee sends to murder mee ; dragge hence the slave , And torture him to death . Agerinus . I am as free From guilt in this as innocence it selfe . Nero . Hence with the villaine to his death , and thou Deare Anicetus , forward with thy plot . Exeunt AGRIPPINA , brought in by Mnester , and Seleucus , shee sits . Agripina . Leave mee alone ; but bee not farre from mee . Exeunt . Who would rely upon the gratitude Of men ? or trust the fruit of benefits , That now behold , or shall hereafter reade My wofull fortune ? I , that have bestow'd What ere the world containes , to bee possest By impious Nero , in reward , expect Nothing but bloody death t was too too true That strange deceitfull galley was a plot An impious engine made to murder mee , As by the fiercenesse of the slaves , my wound , And Aceroniaes death it did appeare . Can I expect that Nero should relent ? Or that the tyrant in a brothers blood Embrew'd already , should not rather thinke No mischeife can bee safe till fully done ? Oh had his thoughts beene good , had my escape Beene gratefull to him , all the house ere this With visitants , and clients had been fill'd To aske and see how Caesars mother did Where now are all the hailes the bended knees , Low prostrate faces , and officious tongues , That strove in honoring Agrippinaes name ? Vanish'd alas , and nought but solitude , Ill-boding silence , and neglect remaine In this forsaken Palace . But too soone Ay mee , I feare the approach of vilany . What noise is that at doore ! where are my servants ? Mnester , Seleucus , Galla , Xenophon . No answer made ! are they departed too ! Then vanish all my hopes false world farewell With all thy fading glories . But alas , Whither from hence shall Agrippina fly ? What regions are there in the other world But my injustice has already fill'd With wronged Ghoasts ? there young Silanus wanders , Lollia Paullina and great Claudius My murdred Lord , yet those sad spirits perchance Abhorring Nero's base ingratitude , And glutted with revenge , will cease to hate At last , and pitty Agrippinas state . Enter ANICETUS , OLOARITUS , and others Ay mee , is Anicetus . come againe ? Then I am dead past hope , murder , helpe . help Xiphilin . Anicetus . You guesse our businesse right but t is in vaine To call for helpe , your guards are farre enough . Agrippina . Oh hold your hands a while ; heare mee but speake Consider with your selves before you act A deed so execrable as will stick A lasting brand on your abhorred names . This murder will bee famous through the world . All men will fly your hated company . Like birds of night shall you for ever hide Youre guilty heads ; or , which is worse then that , Nero himselfe , who did command the deede , ( As you pretend ) shall guerdon you with death , And quit himselfe by punishing of you . O rather venter Neros frowne , and keepe Your innocence . Anicetus . Can they bee innocent , That disobey their Prince his will ? Agrippina But sure You did mistake the Prince . I am his mother . T was I that gave him birth ; nay more , that put Into his hand the scepter of the world . Could hee command my death ? Anicetus Wee did not stand Examining the cause . Agrippina . Then strike this wombe This tragicall , and ever cursed wombe , That to the ruine of mankinde brought forth Xiphilin . That monster Nero , here , here take revenge . Here Justice bids you strike . let these sad wounds Serve to appease the hatred of the earth 'Gainst Agrippina for dire Nero's birth . shee dyes . FINIS .
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