Nimph.  I to himselfe[67] would make the matter cleare
Which now upon one servants credit stands. 
The Cities favour keepes within the bonds
Of profit, they’le love none to hurt themselves;
Honour and friendship they heare others name,
Themselves doe neither feele nor know the same. 
To put them yet (though needlesse) in some feare
Weele keepe their streets with armed companies;
Then, if they stirre, they see their wives and houses
Prepar’d a pray to th’greedy Souldier.

Poppea.  Let us be quicke then, you to Pisoes house, While I and Tigellinus further sift This fellowes knowledge.

[Ex. omnes praeter Nero.

Nero.  Looke to the gates and walles oth’ Citie; looke
The river be well kept; have watches set
In every passage and in every way.—­
But who shall watch these watches?  What if they,
Begin and play the Traitors first?  O where shall I
Seeke faith or them that I may wisely trust? 
The Citie favours the conspirators;
The Senate in disgrace and feare hath liv’d;
The Camp—­why? most are souldiers that he named;
Besides, he knowes not all, and like a foole
I interrupted him, else had he named
Those that stood by me.  O securitie,
Which we so much seeke after, yet art still
To Courts a stranger and dost rather choose
The smoaky reedes and sedgy cottages
Then the proud roofes and wanton cost of kings. 
O sweet dispised ioyes of poverty,
A happines unknowne unto the Gods! 
Would I had rather in poore Gabii[68] bin
Or Ulubrae a ragged Magistrate,
Sat as a Iudge of measures and of corne
Then the adored Monarke of the world. 
Mother, thou didst deservedly in this,
That from a private and sure state didst raise
My fortunes to this slippery hill of greatnesse
Where I can neither stand nor fall with life.
          
                              [Exit.

(SCENE 2.)

    Enter Piso, Lucan, Scevinus, Flavius.

Flav.  But, since we are discover’d, what remaines But put our lives upon our hands? these swords Shall try us Traitors or true Citizens.

Scevin.  And what should make this hazard doubt successe?  Stout men are oft with sudden onsets danted:  What shall this Stage-player be?

Lucan.  It is not now Augustus gravitie nor Tiberius craft, But Tigellinus and Chrisogonus, Eunuckes and women that we goe against.

Scevin.  This for thy owne sake, this for ours we begg, That thou wilt suffer him to be orecome; Why shouldst thou keepe so many vowed swords From such a hated throate?

Flav.  Or shall we feare To trust unto the Gods so good a cause?