Tuc. Not guilty, say.
Cris. Dem. Not guilty.
Tib. How will you be tried ?
[Aside
to Crispinus.
Tuc. By the Roman Gods, and the noblest Romans.
Cris. Dem. By the Roman gods, and the noblest Romans.
Virg. Here sits Mecaenas, and Cornelius Gallus,
are you contented to be tried by these?
[Aside.
Tuc. Ay, so the noble captain may be joined with
them in commission, say.
Cris. Dem. Ay, so the noble captain may
be joined
with them in commission.
Virg. What says the plaintiff?
Hor. I am content.
Virg. Captain, then take your place.
Tuc. alas, my worshipful praetor! ’tis more of thy gentleness than of my deserving, I wusse. But since it hath pleased the court to make choice of my wisdom and gravity, come, my calumnious varlets; let’s hear you talk for yourselves, now, an hour or two. What can you say? Make a noise. Act, act!
Virg.
Stay, turn, and take an oath first.
You shall swear,
By thunder-darting Jove, the king
of gods,
And by the genius of Augustus Caesar;
By your own white and uncorrupted
souls,
And the deep reverence of our Roman
justice;
To judge this case, with truth and
equity:
As bound by your religion, and your
laws.
Now read the evidence: but
first demand
Of either prisoner, if that writ
be theirs.
[Gives
him two papers.
Tib. Shew this unto Crispinus. Is it yours?
Tuc. Say, ay. [Aside.]—What! dost thou stand upon it, pimp! Do not deny thine own Minerva, thy Pallas, the issue of thy brain.
Oris. Yes it is mine.
Tib. Shew that unto Demetrius. Is it yours?
Dem. It is.
Tuc. There’s a father will not deny his own bastard now, I warrant thee.
Virg. Read them aloud.
Tib.
Ramp up my genius, be not retrograde;
But boldly nominate a spade a spade
What, shall thy lubrical and glibbery
muse
Live, as she were defunct, like
punk in stews!