Monologue

Arruntius Monologue from Sejanus His Fall

From Sejanus His Fall by Ben Jonson

male · philosophical · 29 sec

Dost thou hope, Fortune, to redeem thy crimes, To make amend for thy ill-placed favours, With these strange punishments? Forbear, you things That stand upon the pinnacles of state, To boast your slippery height; when you do fall, You pash yourselves in pieces, ne’er to rise; And he that lends you pity, is not wise.

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