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SCENE I.

Tullus
alone.
What is the Mind of Man? A restless Scene
Of Vanity and Weakness; shifting still,
As shift the Lights of our uncertain Knowlege;
Or as the various Gale of Passion breathes.
None ever thought himself more deeply founded
On what is right, nor felt a nobler Ardor,
Than I, when I invested Caius Marcius
With this ill-judg'd Command. Now it appears
Distraction, Folly, monstrous Folly! Meanness!
And down I plunge, betray'd even by my Virtue,
From Gulph to Gulph, from Shame to deeper Shame.