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Sejanus, His Fall Monologue

Sejanus, His Fall Monologue by Ben Jonson
Character: Sejanus
Gender: Male
Age (range): ?
Style: Drama
Length: 3 minutes

 

SEJANUS: If this be not revenge, when I have done
And made it perfect, let Egyptian slaves,
Parthians, and barefoot Hebrews brand my face,
And print my body full of injuries.
Thou lost thyself, child Drusus, when thou thought'st
Thou couldst outskip my vengeance, or outstand
The power I had to crush thee into air.
Thy follies now shall taste what kind of man
They have provoked, and this thy father's house
Crack in flame of my incensèd rage,
Whose fury shall admit no shame or mean.
Adultery? It is the lightest ill
I will commit. A race of wicked acts
Shall flow out of my anger, and o'erspread
The world's wide face, which no posterity
Shall e'er approve, nor yet keep silent; things
That for their cunning, close, and cruel marks,
Thy father would wish his, and shall, perhaps,
Carry the empty name, but we the prize.
On, then, my soul, and start not in thy course;
Though heav'n drop sulphur, and hell belch out fire,
Laugh at the idle terrors. Tell proud Jove,
Between his power and thine there is no odds.
'Twas only fear first in the world made gods.

Credits: Reprinted from Sejanus, His Fall (1603).