Senators, Citizens, Guards, Attendants, etc. SCENE, during a great part of the Play, at Rome; afterward et Sardis, and near Philippi. ACT I. SCENE I. Rome. A Street. Enter FLAVIUS, MARULLUS, and a rabble of Citizens. Flavius. Hence! home, you idle creatures, get you home. Is this a holiday? What! know you not, Being mechanical, you ought not walk Upon a laboring day without the sign Of your profession ?-Speak, what trade art thou? 1 Citizen. Why, sir, a carpenter. Marullus. Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule? What dost thou with thy best apparel on ?— You, sir; what trade are you? 2 Citizen. Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but, as you would say, a cobbler. Marullus. But what trade art thou? Answer me directly. 2 Citizen. A trade, sir, that I hope I may use with a safe conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles. Marullus. What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade? 2 Citizen. Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet if you be out, sir, I can mend you. Marullus. What mean'st thou by that? Mend me, thou saucy fellow? 2 Citizen. Why, sir, cobble you. Flavius. Thou art a cobbler, art thou? 2 Citizen. Truly, sir, all that I live by is with the awl. I meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor women's matters; but withal I am, indeed, sir, a surgeon to old shoes; when they are in great danger, I recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neat's leather have gone upon my handiwork. Flavius. But wherefore art not in thy shop to-day? Why dost thou lead these men about the streets? 2 Citizen. Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes, to get myself into more work. But, indeed, sir, we make holiday to see Cæsar, and to rejoice in his triumph. Marullus. Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home? What tributaries follow him to Rome, To grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels? You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! And do you now put on your best attire? Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Flavius. Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault, Assemble all the poor men of your sort; Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.— [Exeunt Citizens. See whe'r their basest metal be not mov'd! You know it is the feast of Lupercal. Flavius. It is no matter; let no images These growing feathers pluck'd from Cæsar's wing Who else would soar above the view of men SCENE II. A Public Place. [Exeunt. Enter, in procession with Music, CÆSAR; ANTONY, for the course; CALPHURNIA, PORTIA, DECIUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and CASCA, a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer. Cæsar. Stand you directly in Antonius' way, Cæsar. Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, Antony. I shall remember; When Cæsar says "Do this," it is perform'd. Cæsar. Set on, and leave no ceremony out. [Music. Soothsayer. Cæsar ! Cæsar. Ha! who calls? Casca. Bid every noise be still.-Peace yet again! [Music ceases. Cæsar. Who is it in the press that calls on me? Brutus. A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March. Cæsar. Set him before me; let me see his face. Cassius. Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Cæsar. Cæsar. What say'st thou to me now? Speak once again. Soothsayer. Beware the ides of March. Casar. He is a dreamer; let us leave him :-pass. Cassius. I pray you, do. Brutus. I am not gamesome; I do lack some part Of that quick spirit that is in Antony. Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires; I'll leave you. Cassius. Brutus, I do observe you now of late : I have not from your eyes that gentleness Brutus. Cassius, Be not deceiv'd; if I have veil'd my look, I turn the trouble of my countenance Merely upon myself. Vexed. I am Of late with passions of some difference, Which give some soil, perhaps, to my behaviors; But let not therefore my good friends be griev'd— Nor construe any further my neglect, Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war, Forgets the shows of love to other men. Cassius. Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion; By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried Cassius. "Tis just; And it is very much lamented, Brutus, That you might see your shadow. I have heard, |