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Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, friends.Cassius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers.Those that will hear me speak, let them stay here: Those that will follow Cassius, go with him; And public reasons shall be rendered Of Caesar's death. 1 Pleb. I will hear Brutus speak. [reasons, 2 Pleb. I will hear Cassius; and compare their When severally we hear them rendered. [Erit Cassius, with some of the Plebeians : Brutus goes into the rostrum. 3 Pleb. The noble Brutus is ascended: Silence Bru. Be patient 'till the last. Romans, countrymen, and lovers' hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censureme in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear triend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. }; then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer, Not that I lov’ . ess, but that I lov'd Rome more. Had you ra ther Casar were living, and die all slaves; than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men As Casar loy'd me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I slew him: There are tears, for his love; joy, for his fortune; honour, for his valour; and death, for his ambi. tion. Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a o If any, speak; for him have 1 offended. Who i here so vile, that will not love his country It any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply. All. None, Brutus, none. Bru. Then none have I offended. I have done no more to Casar, than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is enroll'd in the Capitol: his glory not extenuated, wherein he was 4 worthy; nor his offences enforc'd, for which he suffered death. Enter Mark Antony, &c. with Catsar's body. Here comes his body, mourn’d by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; As which of you shall not? With this I depart; That, as I i. my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death. All. Live, Brutus, live! live [house. 1 Pleb. Bring him with triumph home unto his 2 Pleb. Give him a statue with his ancestors. 3 Pleb. Let him be Caesar. 4 Pleb. Caesar's better parts Shall be crowned in Brutus. 1 Pleb. We’ll bring him to his house with shouts and clamours. Bru. My countrymen,_

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2 Pleb. Peace; silence! Brutus speaks. 1 Pleb. Peace, ho! Bru. Good countrymen, let me depart alone, And, for mysake, stay here with Antony: Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speech Tending to Caesar's glories; which Mark Antony By our permission is allow'd to make. I do intreat you, not a man depart, Save I alone, ’till Antony have spoke. [Erit. 1 Pleb. Stay, ho! and so us hear MarkAntony. 3 Pleb. Let him go up into the public chair; We'll hear him:—Noble Antony, go up. Ant: For Brutus' sake, I am beho den to you. 4 Pleb. What does he say of Brutus? 3 Pleb. He says, for Brutus' sake, He finds himself beholden to us all. 4 Pleb. 'Twere best he speak no harm of 1 Pleb. This Casar was a tyrant. 3 Pleb. Nay, that’s certain: We are blest, that Rome is rid of him. 2 Pleb. Peace; let us hear what Antony can say. Ant. You gentle Romans,— All. Peace, ho! let us hear him. [your ears; Ant. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar! The noble Brutus Hath told you, Casar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault; And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men)

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He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says, he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seen ambitious -
When that the poor have cry'd, Caesar hathwept;
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff;
Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see, that, on the Lupercal,
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which i. did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious;
And sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause with-holds you then to mourn for
him *
O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason —Bear with me:
My heart is in the coffin there with Casar,
And I must pause ’till it come back to me.
1 Pleb. Methinks, there is much reason in his

sayings. 2 Pleb. f thou consider rightly of the matter, Caesar has had great wrong. 3 Pleb. Has he, masters?

I fear, there will a worse come in his place.

2 Pleb. * i. e. the im

4 Pleb, Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown: Therefore, ’tis certain, he was not ambitious. 1 Pleb. If it be found so, some will dear abide it. 2 Pleb. Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping. [Antony. 3 Pleb. There’s not a noblerman in Rome, than 4 Pleb. Now mark him, he begins again to speak. Ant. But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against §: world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters! if I were dispos'd to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men: I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men, But here’s a parchment, with the seal of Caesar, I found it in his closet, 'tis his will: Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins' in his sacred blood; Y ca, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy,

Unto their issue. [tony.

4 Pleb. We'll hear the will: Read it, Mark An

All. The will, the will; we will hear Caesar's will. Ant. Have*. gentle friends, I must not read it; It is not meet you know how Casar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis good you K. not that you are his heirs; For if you should, O, what would come of it! 4 Pleb. Read the will; we will hearit, Antony; You shall read us the will; Caesar's will. Ant. Will you be patient? Will you stay awhile? I have o'er-shot myself, to tell you of it? I fear, I wrong the honourable men, Whose daggers have stabb’d Caesar; I do fear it. 4 Pleb. They were traitors: Honourable men: All. The will the testament

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[You all do know this mantle: I remember
The first time ever Caesar put it on;
'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent;
That day he overcame the Nervii;--
Look! in this place, rançassius' dagger through;
See, what a rent the envious Casca made:
Through this, the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;
And, as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Caesar follow’d it;
As rushing out of doors, to be resolv’d
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;
For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Casar lov’d him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all:

15|For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,

Ingratitude, more of than traitors' arms, Quite vanquish'd him: thenbursthis mighty heart; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ; Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish’d over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel I he dint of pity"; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Qur Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here! Ilere is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors, - 1 Pleb. Opiteous spectacle! 2 Pleb. O noble Casar! 3 Pleb. Q woeful day! 4 Pleb. O traitors, villains! 1 Pleb. O most bloody sight! 2 Pleb. We willbereveng'd: Revenge: About, Seek, -burn,-fire, kill,—slay —let not a traitor live. Ant. Stay, countrymen. 1 Pleb. Peace there:—Hear the noble Antony. 2 Pleb. We’ll hear him, we’ll follow him, we'll die with him. Ant. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you u To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise, and honourAnd will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. [able, I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; I am no orator, as Brutus is: But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know fullwell That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: 1 only speak right on; I tell you that, which you yourselves do know; . Shew you sweet Casar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths! And bid them speak for me: But were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would rufile up your spirits, and put a tongue

In every wound of Caesar, that should move
The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
All. We'll mutiny.
1 Pleb. We'll burn the house of Brutus.
3 Pleb. Away then, come, seek the conspirators.
Ant. Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me
speak. - [tony.
All. Peace, ho! Hear Antony, most noble An-
Ant. Why, friends, you go to do you know
not what:
Wherein hath Casar thus deserv'd your loves?
Alas, you know not:-I must tell you then:—
You have forgot the will I told you of.
All. Most true;—the will; —let’s stay, and
hear the will.
Ant. Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal.
To every Roman citizen he gives,
To every several man, seventy-five drachmas'.
2 Pleb. Most noble Caesar!—We'll revenge his
3 Pleb. O royal Casar!
Ant. Hear me with patience.
All. Peace, ho!
Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
His private arbours, and new planted orchards,
On this side Tiber; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Caesar! When comes such another?

1 Pleb. Never, never:-Come, away, away :

We'll burn his body in the holy place,
And with the brands fire the traitor's houses.
Take up the body.
2 Pleb, Go, fetch fire.
3 Pleb. Pluck down benches.
4 Pleb. Pluck down forms, windows, anything.
[Ereunt Plebeians, with the body.
Ant. Now let it work: Mischief, thou artafoot.
Take thou what course thou wilt!—Ilow now,
Enter a Servant.
Serv. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.
Ant. Where is he
Serv. He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.
Ant. And thither will I straight to visit him:
He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in this mood will give us any thing.
Serv. I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius

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Ant. Belike, they had some notice of the people, How I had mov'd them. Bring me to Octavius. [Eacunt.

S C E N E III. A Street. Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebeians. Cin. I dreamt to night, that I did feast with And things unluckily charge my fantasy: [Caesar, I have no will to wander forth of doors, Yet something leads me forth. . 1 Pleb. What is your name? 2 Pleb. Whither are you going? 3 Pleb. Where do you dwell? 4 Pleb. Are you a married man, or a bachelor? 2 Pleb. Answer every man directly. | Pleb. Ay, and briefly. 4 Pleb. Ay, and wisely. 3 Pleb. Ay, and truly, you were best. Cin. What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a bachelor? Then to answer every man directly, and briefly, wisely, and truly. Wisely I say, I am a bachelor. 2 Pleb. That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry:-You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly. Cin. Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral. 1 Pleb. As a friend, or an enemy? Cin. As a friend. 2 Plab. That matter is answer'd directly. 4 Pleb. For your dwelling, briefly. Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. 3 Pleb. Your name, sir, truly, Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna, 1 Pleb. Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator. Cin. I am Cinnathe poet, I am Cinna the poet. 4 Pleb. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses. Cin. I am not Cinna the conspirator. 4 Pleb. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; o: but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. 3 Pleb. Tear him, tear him. Come, brands, ho! firebrands. To Brutus' and to Cassius', burn all. Some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius'! away; go. [Ereunt,

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Lep. I do consent,
Octa. Prick him down, Antony.

Lep. Upon condition Publius shall not live, Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony. . [him. eshall not live; look, with a spot I damn" dus, go you to Caesar's house;

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Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.
Lep. What, shall I find you here?
Octa. Or here, or at the Capitol. [Erit Lepidus.
Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands: Is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?
Octa. So you thought him;
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die,
In our black sentence and proscription.
Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you:
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we will,
"Then take we down his load, and turn him off,
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears,
And graze in commons.
Octa. You may do your will;
But he's a try’d and valiant soldier.
Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and, for that,
I do appoint him store of provender.
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on;
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;

He must betaught, and train'd, and bid go forth:3

A barren-spirited fellow ; one that feeds
On objects, arts, and imitations;
Which, out of use, and stal’d by other men,
Begin his fashion: Do not talk of him,
But as a property. And now, Octavius,
Listen great things.--Brutus and Cassius
Are levying powers: we muststraight make head:
Therefore let our alliance be combin'd, [out ;
Ourbest friends made,andour best meansstretch'd
And let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclos'd,
And open perils surest answered.
Octa. Let us do so: for we are at the stake,
And bay’d about with many enemies;
And some, that smile, have in their hearts,
Millions of mischief. [Eacunt.

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But that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, full of regard, and honour.
Bru. He is not doubted.—A word, Lucilius;–
How he receiv'd you, let me be resolv’d.
Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough;
But not with such familiar instances, -
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath us.'d of old.
Bru. Thou hast describ'd
A hot friend cooling: Ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay,
it useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith:
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
Make gallant shew and promise of their mettle;
tout when they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on 2
Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius. LMarch within.
Bru. Hark, he is arriv'd:—
March gently on to meet him.
Eliter Cassius, and Soldiers.
Cas. Stand, ho!
Bru. Stand, ho! Speak the word along.
//ithin. Stand.
//ithin. Stand.
//ithin. Stand.
Cus. Most noble brother, you have done me
wrong. [mies?
Bru. Judge me, you gods' Wrong I mine ene-
And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?
Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides
And when you do them [wrongs;
Bru. Cassius, be content,
Speak your griefs softly,–1 do know you well:—
fiefore the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us not wrangle: Bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

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Bid our commanders lead their charges off
A little from this ground.
Dru. Lucilius, do you the like; and let no man
Come to our tent,’tillwehave done our conference.
Let Luciusand Titinius guard our door. [Eacunt.

The inside of Brutus' Tent.
Enter Brutus, and Cassius.
55 Cas. That you have wrong'd me, doth appear

in this: You have condemn’d and noted Lucius Pella, For taking bribes here of the Sardians; Wherein, my letter, praying on his side, : Because I knew the man, was slighted off. [case. Bru. You wrong'd yourself, to write in such a Cas. In such a time as this, it is not meet

Pin. I do not doubt,

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Bru. Let metell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemn'd to have an itching palin;
To sell and mart your offices for gold,
To undeservers.

Cas. I an itching palm ?
You know, that you are Brutus that speak this,
Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last.

Bru. ThenameofCassiushonoursthis corruption, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head.

Cas. Chastisement - member!

Bru. Remember March, theides of March re-
Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake?
What villain touch'd his body, that did stab,
And not for justice? What, shall one of us,
That struck the foremost man of all this world,
But for supporting robbers; shall we now
Contaminate our fingers with base bribes?
And sell the mighty space of our large honours,
For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?—
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon',
Than such a Roman.

Cas. Brutus, bay not me,
I'll not endure it: you forget yourself,
To hedge me in “; "I am a 3. I,
Qlder in practice, abler than yourself
To make conditions'.

Bru. Go to; you are not, Cassius.

Cas. I am.

Bru. I say, you are not.

Cas. Urge me no more, I shall forget myself;|30 Have milio your health, tempt me nofurther.

Bru. Away, slight man!

Cas. Is’t possible

Bru. Hear me, for I will speak.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?

Cas. O ye gods: ye gods' Must I endure all this?

Bru. All this? ay, more: Fret, 'till your proud
heart break;

Go, shew your slaves how cholerick you are,
And make yourbondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouc
Under your testy humour? By the gods,
You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish.

Cas. Is it come to this 2

Bru. You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: For mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. [Brutus:

Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say, better?

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Bru. If you did, I care not. [mov'd me. Cas. When Caesar liv'd, he durst not thus have Bru. Peace, peace; you durst not so have Cas. I durst not? [tempted him. Bru. No. Cas. What? durst not tempt him? Bru. For your life you durst not. Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love, [for. Bru. You have done that you should be sorry There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm’d so strong in honesty, That they pass by me, as the idle wind, Which I respect not. I did send to you Forcertainsums of gold, which you deny'd me;— For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection. I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, [sius? Which you deny'd me: Was that done like CasShould I have answered Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,

25|To lock such rascal counters from his friends,

Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts,
Dash him to pieces!

Cas. I deny'd you not.

Bru. You did.

Cas. I did not: he was but a fool, That brought my answer back.-Brutus hath riv'd my heart: A friend should bear his friend's insirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. Bru. I do not, 'till you practise them on me. Cas. You love me not. Bru. I do not like your faults. Cas. Afriendly eye could neversee such faults. Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do As huge as high Olympus. [appear Cas. Come, Antony,and young0ctavius, come, Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is aweary of the world: Hated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother: Check'd like a bondman; all his faults observ’d, Set in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep Myspirit from mine eyes!—There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth; I, that deny'd thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for, I know, [better When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov’dst him Than ever thou lov’dst Cassius.

assage thus: “The poets and common people, who generally

think and speak alike, suppose the J. bays the moon out of envy to its brightness; an allusion to this notion makes the beauty of the passage in question: Brutus hereby insinuates a covert accusation against his friend, that it was only envy at Caesar's glory which set Cassius on conspiring against him ; and ancient history seems to countenance such a charge. Cassius understood him in this sense, and ,

with much conscious pride retorts the charge by

i.e. to limit my authority by your direction or censure.

is fit to confer the offices which are at my disposal.

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