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Serv. They would not have you to stir forth | To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cæsar. to-day.


shall send them word, you will not come,
Plucking the entrails of an offering forth, Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock
They could not find a heart within the beast. Apt to be render'd, for some one to say,
Cæs. The gods do this in shame of cowardice: Break


the senate till another time, Cæsar should be a beast without a heart, When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams: If he should stay at home to-day for fear. If Cæsar hide himself, shall they not whisper, No, Cæsar shall not : Danger knows full well, Lo, Cæsar is afraid? That Cæsar is more dangerous than he.

Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love We were two lions litter'd in one day,

To your proceeding bids me tell you this; And I the elder and more terrible;

And reason to my love is liable.
And Cæsar shall


Cæs. How foolish do your fears seem now, Cal. Alas, my lord,

Calphurnia ?
Your wisdom is consum'd in confidence. I am ashamed I did yield to them.-
Do not go forth to-day : Call it my fear, Give me my robe, for I will go :
That keeps you in the house, and not your own.
We'll send Mark Antony to the senate-house ;

Enter Publius, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, MetelAnd he shall say, you are not well to-day :

LUS, CASCA, TREBONIUS, and Cinna. Let me, upon my knee, prévail in this.

And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Cæs. Mark Antony shall say, I am not well; Pub. Good-morrow, Cæsar. And, for thy humour, I will stay at home. Cæs. Welcome, Publius.

What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too ? Enter Decius.

Good-morrow, Casca.-Caius Ligarius, Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so. Cæsar was ne'er so much your enemy, Dec. Cæsar, all hail ! Good morrow, worthy As that same ague which hath made you lean.-Cæsar :

What is't o'clock? I come to fetch you to the senate-house.

Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.
Cæs. And you are come in very happy time, Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy.
To bear my greeting to the senators,
And tell them, that I will not come to-day:

Enter Antony.
Cannot, is false ; and that I dare not, falser; See ! Antony, that revels long o’nights,
I will not come to-day: Tell them so, Decius. Is notwithstanding up:
Cal. Say, he is sick.

Good-morrow, Antony:
Cæs. Shall Cæsar send a lie?

Ant. So to most noble Cæsar. Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far, Cæs. Bid them prepare within :To be afeard to tell grey-beards the truth! I am to blame to be thus waited for. Decius, go tell them, Cæsar will not come. Now, Cinna :-Now, Metellus :- What, TreDec. Most mighty Cæsar, let me know some bonius! cause,

I have an hour's talk in store for you ;
Lest I be laughi'd at, when I tell them so. Remember, that you call on me to-day:

Cæs. The cause is in my will, I will not come; Be near me, that I may remember you.
That is enough to satisfy the senate.

Treb. Cæsar, I will :-and so near will I be, But, for your private satisfaction,

[Aside. Because I love you, I will let you know. That your best friends shall wish I had been Calphurnia here, my wife, stays me at home :

further. She dreamt to-night she saw my statua,

Cæs. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine Which like a fountain, with a hundred spouts, Did run pure blood ; and many lusty Roinans And we, like friends, will straightway go together. Came smiling, and did bathe their hands in it. Bru. That every like is not the same, o Cæsar, And these does she apply for warnings, portents, The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon ! And evils imminent; and on her knee

Exeunt. Hath begg’d, that I will stay at home to-day. Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted;

SCENE III.—The same. Astreet nearthe Capitol. It was a vision, fair and fortunate : Your statue spouting blood in many pipes,

Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a paper. In which so many smiling Romans bath'd, Signifies, that from you great Rome shall suck Art. Cæsar, beware of Brutus ; take heed of Reviving blood ; and that great men shall press Cassius ; come not near Casca ; have an eye to For tinctures, stains, relics, and cognizance. Cinna ; trust not Trebonius ; mark well Metellus This by Calphurnia's dream is signified. Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast

Cæs. And this way have you well expounded it. wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind

Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can say: in all these men, and it is bent against Cæsar. If And know it now; The senate have concluded thou be'st not immortal, look about you : Security

with me;

gires way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend | I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray, thee! Thy lover,

And the wind brings it from the Capitol.

ARTEMIDORUS. Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing.
Here will I stand, till Cæsar pass along,
And as a suitor will I give him this.

Enter Soothsayer.
My heart laments, that virtue cannot live Por. Come hither, fellow :
Out of the teeth of emulation.

Which way hast thou been ?
If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou may'st live ; Sooth. At mine own house, good lady.
If not, the fates with traitors do contrive. [Exit. Por. What is't o'clock?

Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady.

Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol ? SCENE IV.-The same. Another part of the Sooth. Madam, not yet; I go to take my stand, same street, before the house of BRUTUS.

To see him pass on to the Capitol.

Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou Enter Portia and Lucius.

not? Por. I pr’ythee, boy, run to the senate-house; Sooth. That I have, lady: if it will please Cæsar Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone: To be so good to Cæsar, as to hear me, Why dost thou stay?

I shall beseech him to befriend himself. Luc. To know my errand, madam.

Por. Why, know'st thou any harm's intended Por. I would have had thee there, and here again, towards him? Ere I can tell thee what thou should'st do there. Sooth. None, that I know will be ; much, that O constancy, be strong upon my side !

I fear may chance. Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! Good-morrow to you. Here the street is narrow: I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. The throng, that follows Cæsar at the beels, How hard it is for women to keep counsel ! Of senators, of prætors, common suitors, Art thou here yet?

Will crowd a feeble man almost to death: Luc. Madam, what should I do?

I'll get me to a place more void, and there Run to the Capitol, and nothing else ?

Speak to great Cæsar as he comes along. [Erit. And so return to you, and nothing else ?

Por. I must go in.-Ah me! how weak a thing Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord The heart of woman is ! O Brutus ! look well,

The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize! For he went sickly forth : And take good note, Sure, the boy heard me:-Brutus hath a suit, What Cæsar doth, what suitors press to him. That Cæsar will not grant.-0, I grow faint :Hark, boy ! what noise is that?

Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord; Luc. I hear none, madam.

Say, I am merry: come to me again, Por. Pr’ythee, listen well :

And bring me word what he doth say to thee.



Pub. Sirrah, give place. SCENE I.— The same. The Capitol ; the Senate Cas. What, urge you your petitions in the street? sitting

Come to the Capitol. A Crowd of People in the street leading to the Ca- Cæsar enters the Capitol, the rest following. A! pitol ; among them ARTEMIDORUS, and the

the Senators rise. Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CÆSAR, BRUTUS, Pop. I wish, your enterprize to-day may thrive. Cassius, Casca, Decius, METELLUS, TRE- Cas. What enterprize, Popilius? BONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, Popi

Pop. Fare you well. [ Advances to Cour. LIUS, Publius, and Others.

Bru. What said Popilius Lena? Cæs. The ides of March are come.

Cas. He wish’d, to-day our enterprize might Sooth. Ay, Cæsar ; but not gone.

thrive. Art. Hail, Cæsar! Read this schedule. I fear, our purpose is discovered.

Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read, Brú. Look, how he makes to Cæsar: Mark him. At your best leisure, this his humble suit. Lus. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention

Art. O, Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a suit Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, That touches Cæsar nearer: Read it, great Cæsar. Cassius or Cæsar never shall turn back, Cæs. What touches us ourself, shall be last For I will slay myself. serv'd.

Bru. Cassius, be constant: Art. Delay not, Cæsar; read it instantly. Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes; Cæs. What, is the fellow mad?

For, look, he smiles, and Cæsar doth not change.

Cas. Trebonius knows his time ; for, look you, Casca. Speak, hands, for me.

[Casca stabs Cæsar in the neck. Cæsar He draws Mark Antony out of the way.

catches hold of his arm. He is then stabbed [Ereunt Antony and Trebonius. Cæsar

by several other Conspirators, and at last and the Senators take their seats.

by Marcus Brutus. Dec. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go, Cæs. Et tu, Brute ?—Then fall, Cæsar. And presently prefer his suit to Cæsar.

[Dies. The Senators and People retire Bru. He is address’d: press near, and second

in confusion. him.

Cin. Liberty ! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Cin. Casca, you are the first that rears your hand. Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. Cæs. Are we all ready? what is now amiss, Cas. Some to the common pulpits, and cry out, That Cæsar, and his senate, must redress? Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement ! Met. Most high, most mighty, and most puis- Bru. People, and senators ! be not affrighted ; sant Cæsar,

Fly not; stand still :-ambition's debt is paid. Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat

Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus. An humble heart:

[Kneeling: Dec. And Cassius too. Cæs. I must prevent thee, Cimber.

Bru. Where's Publius ? These couchings, and these lowly courtesies, Cin. Here, quite confounded with this mutiny. Might fire the blood of ordinary men ;

Met. Stand fast together, lest some friend of And turn pre-ordinance, and first decree,

Cæsar's Into the law of children. Be not fond

Should chance To think, that Cæsar bears such rebel blood, Bru. Talk not of standing ;-Publius, good That will be thaw'd from the true quality

cheer; With that which melteth fools ; I mean, sweet There is no harm intended to your person, words,

Nor to no Roman else : so tell them, Publius. Low-crooked curt’sies, and base spaniel fawning. Cas. And leaveus, Publius; lest that the people, Thy brother by decree is banished ;

Rushing on us, should do your age some mischief. If thou dost bend, and pray, and fawn for him, Bru. Do so ;-and let no man abide this deed, I spurn thee like a cur out of my way.

But we the doers.
Know, Cæsar doth not wrong; nor without cause

Will he be satisfied.
Met. Is there no voice more worthy than my Cas. Where's Antony?

Tre. Fled to his house amaz'd:
To sound more sweetly in great Cæsar's ear, Men, wives, and children, stare, cry out, and run,
For the repealing of my banish'd brother? As it were doomsday.
Bru. I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Ce- Bru. Fates ! we will know your pleasures :-

That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time, Desiring thee, that Publius Cimber may And drawing days out, that men stand upon. Have an immediate freedom of repeal.

Cas. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life, Cæs. What, Brutus !

Cuts off so many years of fearing death. Cas. Pardon, Cæsar; Cæsar, pardon :

Bru. Grant that, and then is death a benefit : As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,

So are we Cæsar's friends, that have abridg’d To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber. His time of fearing death.-Stoop, Romans,

Cæs. I could be well mov'd, if I were as you ; stoop, If I could pray to move, prayers would move me: And let us bathe our hands in Cæsar's blood But I am constant as the northern star,

Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords: Of whose true-fix'd, and resting quality, Then walk we forth, even to the market-place; There is no fellow in the firmament.

And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads, The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, Let's all cry, Peace! Freedom! and Liberty ! They are all fire, and every one doth shine ; Cas. Stoop then, and wash.—How many ages But there's but one in all doth hold his place : hence, So, in the world ; 'Tis furnish'd well with men, Shall this our lofty scene be acted over And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive; In states unborn, and accents yet unknown? Yet, in the number, I do know but one

Bru. How many times shall Cæsar bleedinsport, That unassailable holds on his rank,

That now on Pompey's basis lies along,
Unshak'd of motion : and, that I am he, No worthier than the dust?
Let me a little show it, even in this ;

Cas. So oft as that shall be,
That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd, So often shall the knot of us be call’d
And constant do remain to keep him so. The men that gave our country liberty.
Cin. O Cæsar,-

Dec. What, shall we forth?
Cæs. Hence ! Wilt thou lift up Olympus ? Cas. Ay, every man away:
Dec. Great Cæsar,-

Brutus shall lead ; and we will grace his heels Cæs. Doth not Brutus bootless knee) ? With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome.

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Our arms, in strength of malice, and our hearts, Enter a Servant.

Of brothers' temper, do receive you in Bru. Soft, who comes here ? A friend of An- With all kind love, good thoughts, and reference. tony's.

Cas. Your voice shall be as strong as any Serv. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me man's, kneel;

In the disposing of new dignities. Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down. Bru. Only be patient, till we have appeas'd And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say. The multitude, beside themselves with fear, Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; And then we will deliver you the cause, Cæsar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving : Why I, that did love Cæsar when I struck him, Say, I love Brutus, and I honour him ; Have thus proceeded. Say, I fear’d Cæsar, honour'd him, and lov'd him. Ant. I doubt not of your wisdom. If Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony

Let each man render me his bloody hand : May safely come to him, and be resolv'd First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you ;How Cæsar hath deserv'd to lie in death, Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand ;Mark Antony shall not love Cæsar dead, Now, Decius Brutus, yours ;—now yours, MeSo well as Brutus living ; but will follow

tellus; The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus, Yours, Cinna ;-and, myvaliant Casca, yours;Thorough the hazards of this untrod state, Though last, not least in love, yours, good TreWith all true faith. So says my master Antony.

bonius. Bru. Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman; Gentlemen all,-alas! what shall I say? I never thought him worse.

My credit now stands on such slippery ground, Tell him, so please him come unto this place, That one of two bad ways you must conceit me, He shall be satisfied; and, by my honour, Either a coward or a flatterer. Depart untouch'a.

That I did love thee, Cæsar, 0, 'tis true : Serv. I'll fetch him presently. [Exit Servant. If then thy spirit look upon us now, Bru. I know, that we shall have him well Shall it not grieve thee, dearer than thy death, to friend.

To see thy Antony making his peace, Cas. I wish, we may: but yet have I a mind, Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes, That fears him much; and my misgiving still Most noble ! in the presence of thy corse? Falls shrewdly to the purpose.

Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds,

Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood, Re-enter Antony.

It would become me better, than to close Bru. But here comes Antony.-Welcome, In terms of friendship with thine enemies. Mark Antony.

Pardon me, Julius !-Here wast thou bay'd, Ant. O mighty Cæsar! Dost thou lie so low? brave hart; Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Here didst thou fall and here thy hunters stand, Shrunk to this little measure? --Fare thee well. Sign’d in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe. I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, o world! thou wast the forest to this hart; Who else must be let blood, who else is rank : And this, indeed, 0 world, the heart of thee.If I myself, there is no hour so fit

How like a deer, stricken by many princes, As Cæsar's death's hour; nor no instrument Dost thou here lie! Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich Cas. Mark Antony,With the most noble blood of all this world. Ant. Pardon me, Caius Cassius : I do beseech ye, if ye bear me hard,

The enemies of Cæsar shall say this ; Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty. smoke,

Cas. I blame you not for praising Cæsar so; Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years, But what compáct mean you to have with us? I shall not find myself so apt to die :

Will you be prick'd in number of our friends? No place will please me so, no mean of death, Or shall we on, and not depend on you? As here by Cæsar, and by you cut off,

Ant. Therefore I took your hands; but was, The choice and master spirits of this age.

Bru. O Antony! beg not your death of us. Sway'd from the point, by looking down on Cæsar.
Though now we must appear bloody and cruel, Friends am I with you all, and love you all ;
As, by our hands, and this our present act, Upon this hope, that you shall give me reasons,
You see we do; yet see you but our hands, Why, and wherein, Cæsar was dangerous.
And this the bleeding business they have done : Bru. Or else were this a savage spectacle :
Our hearts you see not, they are pitiful ;. Our reasons are so full of good regard,
And pity to the general wrong of Rome That were you, Antony, the son of Cæsar,
(As fire drives out fire, so pity, pity,)

You should be satisfied.
Hath done this deed on Cæsar. For your part, Ant. That's all I seek :
To you our swords have leaden points, Mark And am moreover suitor, that I may
Antony :

Produce his body to the market-place;


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And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, Passion, I see, is catching ; for mine eyes,
Speak in the order of his funeral.

Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.

Began to water. Is thy master coming ? Cas. Brutus, a word with you.

Serv. He lies to-night within seven leagues You know not what you do; Do not consent,

of Rome.

[Aside. Ant. Post back with speed, and tell him what That Antony speak in his funeral :

hath chanc'd : Know you how much the people may be mov'd Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome, By that which he will utter?

No Rome of safety for Octavius yet ; Bru. By your pardon ;

Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet, stay a while ; I will myself into the pulpit first,

Thou shalt not back, till I have borne this corse And show the reason of our Cæsar's death : Into the market-place : there shall I try, What Antony shall speak, I will protest In my oration, how the people take He speaks by leave and by permission ; The cruel issue of these bloody men; And that we are contented, Cesar shall

According to the which thou shalt discourse Have all true rites, and lawful ceremonies. To young Octavius of the state of things. It shall advantage more, than do us wrong. Lend me your hand. Cas. I know not what may fall ; I like it not.

[Exeunt with Cæsar's body. Bru. Mark Antony, here, take you. Cæsar's body.

SCENE II.-The same. The Forum. You shall not in your funeral speech blame us, But speak all good you can devise of Cæsar ;

Enter Brutus and Cassius, and a throng of

And say, you do't by our permission ;
Else shall you not have any hand at all

Cit. We will be satisfied ; let us be satisfied. About his funeral: And you shall speak

Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, In the same pulpit whereto I am going,

friends. After my speech is ended.

Cassius, go you into the other street, Ant. Be it so;

And part the numbers. I do desire no more.

Those, that will hear me speak, let them stay Bru. Prepare the body then, and follow us.

ĆExeunt all but Antony. Those, that will follow Cassius, go with him; Ant. O pardon me, thou piece of bleeding earth, and public reasons shall be rendered That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Of Cæsar's death. Thou art the ruins of the noblest man,

i Cit. I will hear Brutus speak. That ever lived in the tide of times.

2 Cit. I will hear Cassius ; and compare their Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood !

reasons, Over thy wounds now do I prophecy, When severally we hear them rendered. Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, [Exit Cassius, with some of the Citizens. To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue ;A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ;

Brutus goes into the rostrum. Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife,

3 Cit. The noble Brutus is ascended : Silence! Shall cumber all the parts of Italy:

Bru. Be patient till the last. Blood and destruction shall be so in use, Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for And dreadful objects so familiar,

my cause ; and be silent, that you may hear: That mothers shall but smile, when they behold believe me for mine honour ; and have respect Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war; to mine honour, that you may believe : censure All pity chok'd with custom of fell deeds : me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, And Cæsar's spirit, ranging for revenge, that you may the better judge. If there be any With Até by his side, come hot from hell, in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice, him I say, that Brutus' love to Cæsar was no Cry Havock, and let slip the dogs of war; less than his. If then that friend demand, why That this foul deed shall smell above the earth Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer, With carrion men, groaning for burial.

Not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved

Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, Enter a Servant.

and die all slaves ; than that Cæsar were dead, to You serve Octavius Cæsar, do you not ? live all free men? As Cæsar loved me, I weep Serv. I do, Mark Antony.

for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as Ant. Cæsar did write for him to come to Rome. he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was

Serv. He did receive his letters, and is coming: ambitious, I slew him : There is tears, for his And bid me say to you by word of mouth,- love ; joy, for his fortune; honour, for his vaO Cæsar !

[Seeing the body. lour ; and death, for his ambition. Who is here Art. Thy heart is big, get the apart and weep. so base, that would be a bondman? If any,


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