Monologue

Sabinus Monologue from Sejanus His Fall

From Sejanus His Fall by Ben Jonson

male · anguished · 57 sec

Alas! these things Deserve no note, conferr’d with other vile And filthier flatteries, that corrupt the times; When, not alone our gentries chief are fain To make their safety from such sordid acts; But all our consuls, and no little part Of such as have been prætors, yea, the most Of senators, that else not use their voices, Start up in public senate and there strive Who shall propound most abject things, and base. So much, as oft Tiberius hath been heard, Leaving the court, to cry, O race of men; Prepared for servitude!—which shew’d that he. Who least the public liberty could like, As lothly brook’d their flat servility.

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