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Re-enter LUCIUS.
Luc. Sir, March is wasted fifteen days.

[Knocking within. Bru. 'Tis good. Go to the gate; sornebody knocks.

[Exit Lucius. 60 Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.


Re-enter LUCIUS.
Luc. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door,
Who doth desire to see you.

Is he alone?
Luc. No, sir, there are moe with him.


you know them? Luc. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their

ears, And half their faces buried in their cloaks, 59. fifteen; so Ff. Warbur- mortal instruments

are the ton (followed by many modern bodily organs through or in edd.) wrongly altered to league with which the soul acts : • fourteen.' It is, in fact, the the brain, with which it generates dawn of the fifteenth, which thoughts (cf. Richard II.v.5.6f.); Lucius may be supposed to the heart, which was the source include.

of feeling perhaps; the liver, the 64. motion, prompting. seat of fear, gloom, wrath, and

65. a phantasma, an illusory love. The 'genius' is never in vision.

Shakespeare expressly identified 66. The Genius and the with the man, but its meaning mortal instruments, the rational here comes near to that of soul. spirit possessing a man, and his 70. brother Cassius. Cassius passions and desires. The had married Brutus' sister.

That by no means I may discover them
By any mark of favour.

Let 'em enter. [Exit Lucius.
They are the faction.

O conspiracy,
Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night,
When evils are most free? O, then by day
Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough
To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, con-

Hide it in smiles and affability :
For if thou path, thy native semblance on,
Not Erebus itself were dim enough
To hide thee from prevention.

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Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS,

CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS. Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest : Good morrow, Brutus; do we trouble you?

Bru. I have been up this hour, awake all night.
Know I these men that come along with you ?
Cas. Yes, every man of them, and no man

But honours you; and every one doth wish
You had but that opinion of yourself
Which every noble Roman bears of you.
This is Trebonius.

He is welcome hither.
Cas. This, Decius Brutus.

He is welcome too. Cas. This, Casca; this, Cinna ; and this, Me

tellus Cimber. Bru. They are all welcome.

76. favour, countenance. 83. path, take thy way.

84. Erebus, a region of thick 77. the faction, the body of darkness between Earth and conspirators.



What watchful cares do interpose themselves
Betwixt your eyes and night?
Cas. Shall I entreat a word ?

[Brutus and Cassius whisper. Dec. Here lies the east : doth not the day break

here? Casca. No.

Cin. O, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon gray lines That fret the clouds are messengers of day. Casca. You shall confess that you are both

Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises,
Which is a great way growing on the south,
Weighing the youthful season of the year.
Some two months hence up higher toward the north
He first presents his fire; and the high east
Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.

Bru. Give me your hands all over, one by one.
Cas. And let us swear our resolution.

Bru. No, not an oath : if not the face of men,
The sufferance of our souls, the time's abuse,-
If these be motives weak, break off betimes,
And every man hence to his idle bed;
So let high-sighted tyranny range on,
Till each man drop by lottery. But if these,
As I am sure they do, bear fire enough
To kindle cowards and to steel with valour
The melting spirits of women, then, countrymen,
What need we any spur but our own cause,

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104. fret, fleck,

with countenance. ripples of light.

115. the time's abuse, the 107. growing on, advancing grievous plight of the age. towards.

117. idle bed, bed of idle112. all over, one after the other.

118. high-sighted, haughtily 114. the face of men, the supercilious. sense of peril legible in every 118. range, roam.



To prick us to redress ? what other bond
Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word,
And will not palter ? and what other oath
Than honesty to honesty engaged,
That this shall be, or we will fall for it?
Swear priests and cowards and men cautelous,
Old feeble carrions and such suffering souls
That welcome wrongs ; unto bad causes swear
Such creatures as men doubt; but do not stain
The even virtue of our enterprise,
Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits,
To think that or our cause or our performance
Did need an oath; when every drop of blood
That every Roman bears, and nobly bears,
Is guilty of a several bastardy,
If he do break the smallest particle
Of any promise that hath pass'd from him.

Cas. But what of Cicero? shall we sound him? I think he will stand very strong with us.

Casca. Let us not leave him out.

No, by no means.
Met. O, let us have him, for his silver hairs
Will purchase us a good opinion
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds :
It shall be said, his judgement ruled our hands
Our youths and wildness shall no whit appear,
But all be buried in his gravity.

Bru. O, name him not : let us not break with him ; 150
For he will never follow any thing
That other men begin.

Then leave him out. Casca. Indeed he is not fit.

140 160

129. cautelous, crafty.

138. several, separate, dis133. even, pure.

tinct. 134 insuppressive, insup- 150. break with, break the pressible.

matter to.

Dec. Shall no man else be touch'd but only Cæsar?

Cas. Decius, well urged : I think it is not meet,
Mark Antony, so well beloved of Cæsar,
Should outlive Cæsar: we shall find of him
A shrewd contriver; and, you know, his means,
If he improve them, may well stretch so far
As to annoy us all : which to prevent,
Let Antony and Cæsar fall together.
Bru. Our course will seem too bloody, Caius

To cut the head off and then hack the limbs,
Like wrath in death and envy afterwards ;
For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar :
Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius.
We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar;
And in the spirit of men there is no blood :
O, that we then could come by Cæsar's spirit,
And not dismember Cæsar ! But, alas,
Cæsar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends,
Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully;
Let’s carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds :
And let our hearts, as subtle masters do,

their servants to an act of rage,
And after seem to chide 'em. This shall make
Our purpose necessary and not envious :
Which so appearing to the common eyes,
We shall be call'd purgers, not murderers.
And for Mark Antony, think not of him;
For he can do no more than Cæsar's arm
When Cæsar's head is off.

Yet I fear him;
For in the ingrafted love he bears to Cæsar-

Bru. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of him :



158. shrewd, dangerous.

160. annoy,

harm. 178. envious, malicious.

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