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The False One by Francis Beaumont;John Fletcher
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The impious baseness--

_Pho._ Peace, you are a Fool,
Men of deep ends must tread as deep ways to 'em;
_Cæsar_ I know is pleas'd, and for all his sorrows
(Which are put on for forms and meer dissemblings)
I am confident he's glad; to have told ye so,
And thank ye outwardly, had been too open,
And taken from the Wisedom of a Conquerour.
Be confident and proud ye have done this service;
Ye have deserv'd, and ye will find it highly:
Make bold use of this benefit, and be sure
You keep your Sister, (the high-soul'd Cleopatra)
Both close and short enough, she may not see him;
The rest, if I may counsel, Sir--

_Ptol._ Do all;
For in thy faithful service rests my safety. [_Exeunt._



SCENE II.

_Enter_ Septimius.

_Sept._ Here's a strange alteration in the Court;
Mens Faces are of other setts and motions,
Their minds of subtler stuff; I pass by now
As though I were a Rascal, no man knows me,
No Eye looks after; as I were a Plague
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