SCENE I.---The Garden of EUDEMUS.
Enter SEJANUS, LIVIA, and EUDEMUS.
Sej.
Physician, thou art worthy of a province.
For the great favours done unto our loves;
And, but that greatest Livia bears a part
In the requital of thy services,
I should alone despair of aught, like means,
To give them worthy satisfaction.
Liv.
Eudemus, I will see it, shall receive
A fit and full reward for his large merit.---
But for this potion we intend to Drusus,
No more our husband now, whom shall we choose
As the most apt and able instrument,
To minister it to him?
Liv. An eunuch Drusus loves.
Eud. Ay, and his cup-bearer.
Sej.
Name not a second.
If Drusus love him, and he have that place,
We cannot think a fitter.
Eud.
True, my lord.
For free access and trust are two main aids.
Liv.
But he must be wrought
To the undertaking, with some labour'd art.
