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Ay, do you fear it? 80 Then must I think you would not have it so.

Bru. I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well. But wherefore do you hold me here so long? What is it that you would impart to me? If it be aught toward the general good, Set honor in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently: For let the gods so speed me as I love The name of honor more than I fear death.

Cas. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus, 90 As well as I do know your outward favor. ° Well, honor is the subject of my story. I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. I was born free as Cæsar; so were you: We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he: For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Cæsar said to me “Darest thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?” Upon the word,

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Accoutred as I was, I plunged in
And bade him follow: so indeed he did.
The torrent roared, and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews, throwing it aside
And stemming it with hearts of controversyo;
But ere we could arrive the point proposed,
Cæsar cried “Help me, Cassius, or I sink!”
I, as Æneas, our great ancestor,
Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder
The old Anchiseso bear, so from the waves of Tiber
Did I the tired Cæsar. And this man
Is now become a god, and Cassius is
A wretched creature and must bend his body,
If Cæsar carelessly but nod on him.
He had a fever when he was in Spain,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark
How he did shake: 'tis true, this god did shake:
His coward lipso did from their color ily,
And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world
Did lose his lustre: I did hear him groan:
Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans
Mark him and write his speeches in their books,

s, it cried “Give me some drink, Titinius,”.
As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me
A man of such a feeble tempero should

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So get the start of the majestic world

130 And bear the palmo alone. [Shout. Flourish.

Bru. Another general shout!
I do believe that these applauses are
For some new honors that are heaped on Cæsar.

Cas. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus,o and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,

140 But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Cæsar: what should be in that Cæsar? Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar. Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art shamed! 150 Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods! When went there by an age, since the great flood,o But it was famed with more than with one man? When could they say till now that talked of Rome

That her wide walls.encompassed but one man?
Now is it Romeo indeed, and room enough,
When there is in it but one only man.
O, you and I have heard our fathers

say
There was a Brutuso once that would have brooked
The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome 160
As easily as a king.

Bru. That you do love me, I am nothing jealouso; What you would work me to, I have some aimo: How I have thought of this and of these times, I shall recount hereafter; for this present, I would not, so with love I might entreat you, Be any further moved. What

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have said I will consider; what you have to say I will with patience hear, and find a time Both meet to hear and answer such high things. 170 Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this: Brutus had rather be a villager Than to repute himself a son of Rome Under these hard conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us.

Cas. I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus.

Bru. The games are done and Cæsar is returning. Cas. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleeve;

And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you 180
What hath proceededo worthy note to-day.

Re-enter CÆSAR and his Train
Bru. I will do so. But, look you, Cassius,
The angry spot doth glow on Cæsar's brow,
And all the rest look like a chidden train:
Calpurnia's cheek is pale, and Cicero
Looks with such ferreto and such fiery eyes
As we have seen him in the Capitol,
Being crossed in conferenceo by some senators.

Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is.
Cos. Antonius!

190 Ant. Cæsar?

Cos. Let me have men about me that are fat,
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights:
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

Ant. Fear him not, Cæsar; he's not dangerous;
He is a noble Roman, and well given.°

Cæs. Would he were fatter! but I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable° to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks

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