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For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter. Which seem's too much enkindled; and,

[Clock strikes.

withal, Bru. Peace, count the clock.

Hoping it was but an effect of humour, Cas. The clock hath stricken three.

Which sometime hath his hour with every man. Treb. "Tis time to part.

It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep; Cas. But it is doubtful yet,

And, could it work so much upon your shape, Whe'r* Cesar will come forth to-day, or no: As it hath much prevaild on your condition, For he is superstitious grown of late ; I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my Quite from the main opinion he held once

lord, Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies;t Make me acquainted with your cause of grief. It may be, these apparent prodigies,

Bru, I am not well in health, and that is all. The unaccustom'd terror of this night,

Por. Brutus is wise, and were he not in And the persuasion of his augurers,

health, May hold him from the Capitol to-day. He would embrace the means to come by it.

Dec. Never fear that: It' he be so resolv'd, Bru. Why, so I do:-Good Portia, go to bed. I can o'ersway him: for he loves to hear, Por. Is Brutus sick? and is it physical That unicorns may be betray'd with trees, To walk unbraced, and suck up the humours And bears with glasses, elephants'with holes, of the dankt morning? What, is Brutus sick; Lions with toils, and men with flatterers : And will he steal out of his wholesome bed, But, when I tell him, he hates flatterers, To dare the vile contagion of the night? He says, he does; being then most flattered. Ard tempt the rheumy: and unpurged air Let me work:

To add unto his sickness? No, my Brutus; For I can give this humour the true bent; You have some sick offence within your mind, And I will bring him to the Capitol.

Which, by the right and virtue of my place, Cas. Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch ought to know of: And, upon my knees, him.

I charm you, by my once commended beauty, Bru. By the eighth hour : Is that the utter- By all your vows of love, and that great vow most?

Which did incorporate and make us one, Cin, Be that the uttermost, and fail not then. That you unfold to me, yourself, your half, Met. Caius Ligarius doth bear Cesar hard, Why you are heavy; and what men to-night Who rated bim for speaking well of Pompey; Have had resort to you: for there have been I wonder, none of you have thought of him. Some six or seven, who did hide their faces

Bru. Now, good Metellus, go along by him:$ Even from darkness. He loves me well, and I have given him rea- Bru. Kneel not, gentle Portia. sons ;

Por. I should not need, if you were gentle Send him but hither, and I'll fashion him.

Brutus. Cas. The morning comes upon us: We'll Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus,

leave you, Brutus :- [member Is it expected, I should know no secrets And, friends, disperse yourselves: but all re- That appertain to you? Am I yourself, What you have said, and show yourselves true But, as it were, in sort, or limitation ; Romans.

To keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, Bru. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily; And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in Let not our looks put on|| our purposes :

the suburbsg But bear it as our Roman actors do,

Of your good pleasure? If it be no more, With untir'd spirits, and formal constancy: Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife. And so, good-morrow to you every one. Bru. You are my true and honourable wife;

(Exeunt all but Brutus. As dear to me, as are the ruddy drops Boy! Lucius !-Fast asleep? It is no matter; That visit my sad heart. Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber :

Por. If this were true, then should I know Thou hast po figures, nor no fantasies,

this secret. Which busy care draws in the braips of men; I grant, I am a woman; but, withal, Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.

A woman that lord Brutus took to wife:

I grant, I am a woman; but, withal,
Enter Portia.

A woman well-reputed; Cato's daughter. Por. Brutus, my lord !

Think you, I am no stronger than my sex, Bru. Portia, what mean you? Wherefore Being so father'd, and so husbanded? rise you now?

Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose them: It is not for your health, thus to commit I have made strong proof of my constancy, Your weak condition to the raw-cold morning. Giving myself a voluntary wound (tience, Por. Nor for yours neither. You have un. Here, in the thigh: Can I bear that with pa. gently, Brutus,

[per, And not my husband's secrets ?
Stole from my bed: And yesternight, at sup- Bru. O ye gods,
You suddenly arose, and walk'd about, Render mé worthy of this noble wife!
Musing, and sighing, with your arms across :

(Knocking within. And when I ask'd you what the matter was, Hark, hark! one knocks: Portia, go in a while; You star'd upon me with ungentle looks: And by and by thy bosom shall partake I urg'd you further; then you scratch'd your The secrets of my heart. head,

All my engagements I will construe to thee, And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot : All the characteryll of my sad brows: Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not;

Leave me with haste.

(Exit Portia. But, with an angry wafture of your hand, Gave sign for me to leave you : So I did;

Enter Lucius and LIGARIUS.
Fearing to strengthen that impatience, Lucius, who is that, knocks?
Whether. + Omens at sacrifices. Prognosticators. Temper.

+ Damp.

1 Moist. By his house. || Show our designs.

The residence of harlots. 1 Shapes creatod by imagination,

# All that is charactered on.

with you.


Luc. Here is a sick man, that would speak , O Cesar! these things are beyond all use,

And I do fear them.
Bru. Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake Ces. What can be avoided,

Whose end is purpos'd by the mighty gods? Boy, stand aside.-Caius Ligarius! how? Yet Cesar shall go forth: for these predictions Lig. Vouchsafe good morrow from a feeble Are to the world in general, as to Cesar. tongue.

Cal. When beggars die, there are no comets Bru. O, what a time have you chose out,

seen; brave Caius,

i[sick! The heavens themselves blaze forth the death To wear a kerchief? 'Would you were not

of princes. Lig. I am not sick, if Brutus have in hand Ces. Cowards die many times before their

Any exploit worthy the name of honour.
Bru. Such an exploit have I in hand, The valiant never taste of death but once.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
Had you a healthful ear to hear of it.

It seems to me most strange that men should Lig. By all the gods that Romans bow be. Seeing that death, a necessary end, [fear;

Will come,

when it will come. fore, I here discard my sickness. Soul of Rome! Brave son, deriv'd from honourable loins !

Re-enter u SERVANT.. Thou, like an exorcist, bast conjur'd up What say the augurers? My mortified spirit. Now bid me run, Serv. They will not have you to stir forta And I will strive with things impossible;

to-day. Yea, get the better of them. What's to do?

Plucking the entrails of an offering forth, Bru. A piece of work that will make sick They could not find a heart within the beast. men whole.

Ces. The gods do this in shame of cowardice: Lig. But are not some whole, that we must Cesar should be a beast without a heart, make sick?

If he should stay at home to-day for fear. Bru. That must we also. What it is, my No, Cesar shall not: Danger knows full well, Caius,

That Cesar is more dangerous than he. I shall unfold to thee, as we are going, We were two lions litter'd in one day, To whom it must be done.

And I the elder and more terrible;
Lig. Set on your foot;

And Cesar shall go forth.
And, with a heart new-fir'd, I follow you, Cal. Alas, my lord,
To do I know not what: but it sufficeth, Your wisdom is consum'd in confidence.
That Brutus leads me on.

Do not go forth to-day : Call it my fear,
Bru. Follow me then.

[Exeunt. That keeps you in the house, and not your SCENE II.-The same. A Room in Cesar's

We'll send Mark Antony to the senate-house; Paluce.

And he shall say, you are not well to-day: Thunder and Lightning. Enter Cesar, in his Let me upon my knee, prevail in this. Night-goun.

Ces. Mark Antony shall say, I am not well; Ces. Nor heaven, nor earth, have been at And, for thy humour, I will stay at home. peace to-night:

Enter Decius. Thrice hath Calphurnia in her sleep cried out, Help, ho! they murder Cesar!- Who's within ?" Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so.

Dec. Cesar, all hail! Good morrow, worthy Enter a SERVANT.

Cesar: Serv. My lord?

I come to fetch you to the senate-house. Ces. Go bid the priests do present sacrifice, Ces. And you are come in very happy time, And bring me their opinions of success. To bear my greeting to the senators, Serv. I will, my lord.

(Exit. And tell them, that I will not come to-day: Enter CALPHURNIA.

Cannot, is false; and that I dare not, falser;

I will not come to-day: Tell them so, Decius. Cal. What mean you, Cesar? Think you to Cal. Say, he is sick. walk forth?

Ces. Shaíl Cesar send a lie? You shall not stir out of your house to-day. Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far, Ces. Cesar shall forth: The things that To be afeard to tell grey-beards the truth? threaten'd me,

(see Decius, go tell them, Cesar will not come. Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall Dec. Most mighty Cesar, let me know some The face of Cesar, they are vanished.

cause, Cal. Cesar, I never stood on ceremonies, Lest I be laugh'd at, when I tell them so. Yet now they fright me. There is one within, Ces. The cause is in my will, I will not come; Besides the things that we have heard and That is enough to satisfy the senate. seen,

But, for your private satisfaction, Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch. Because I love you, I will let you know, A lioness bath whelped in the streets; Calphurnia here, my wife, stays me at home : And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up She dreamt to-night she saw my statue, their dead:

Which like a fountain, with a hundred spouts, Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds, Did run pure blood; and many lusty Romans In ranks and squadrons, and right form of war, Came smiling, and did bathe their bands in it. Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol: And these does she apply for warpings, por. The noise of battle burtiedt in the air,

tents, Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan; And evils imminent; and on her knee And ghosts did shriek, and squealt about the Hath begg'd, that I will stay at home to-day. streets,

Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted; Never paid a regard to prodigies or omens.

It was a vision, fair and fortunate: † Encountered.

Cry with pain.

Your statue spouting blood in many pipes,

In which so many smiling Romans bath'd, sar. I thou be'st not immortal, look about you:
Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck Security gives way to conspirucy. The mighty
Reviving blood; and that great men shall press gods defend thee! Thy lover, *
For tinctures, stains, relics,* and cognizance.t

This by Calphurnia's dream is signified. Here will I stand, till Cesar pass along,
Ces. And this way have you well expound-And as a suitor will I give him this.
ed it.

My heart laments, that virtue cannot live Dec. I have, when you have heard what I Out of the teeth of emulation.j can say:

If thou read this, O Cesar, thou may'st live; And know it now; The senate have concluded If not, the fates with traitors do contrive. To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cesar.

[Erit. Ifyou shall send them word you will not come, SCENE IV. The same.- Another part of the Their minds may change. Besides, it were a

same Street before the House of BRUTUS. mock Apt to be render'd, for some one to say,

Enter Portia and Lucius. Break up the senate till another time,

Por. I pr’ythee, boy, run to the senate. When Cesar's wife shall meet with better dreams.

house ; If Cesar hide himself, shall they not whisper, Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone : Lo, Cesar is afraid?

Why dost thou stay? Pardon me, Cesar; for my dear, dear love Luc. To know my errand, madam. To your proceeding bids me tell you this; Por. I would have had thee there, and here And reason to my love is liable.


(there.Ces. How foolish do your fears seem now, Ere I can tell thee what thou should'st do Calphurnia ?

O constancy, be strong upon my side! I am ashamed I did yield to them.

Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and Give me my robe, for I will go:

tongue !

I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. Enter Publius, Brutus, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, How hard it is for women to keep counsel CASCA, TREBONIUS, and Cinna.

Art thou here yet? And look where Publius is come to fetch me.

Luc. Madam, what should I do? Pub. Good morrow, Cesar.

Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? Ces. Welcome, Publius.

And so return to you, and nothing else? What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too?—

Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord

look well, Good-morrow, Casca.-Caius Ligarius, Cesar was ne'er so much your enemy,

For he went sickly forth: And take good note, As that same ague which hath made you Hark, boy! what noise is that?

What Cesar doth, what suitors press to him. What is't o'clock?


Luc. I hear none, madam.
Bru. Cesar, 'tis strucken eight.
Ces. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray,

Por. Prythee, listen well;

And the wind brings it from the Capitol.

Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing.
See! Antony, that revels long o'nights,

Is notwithstanding up:-
Good morrow, Antony,

Por. Come hither, fellow :
Ant. So to most noble Cesar.

Which way hast thou been? Ces. Bid them prepare within :

Sooth. At mine own house, good lady. I am to blame to be thus waited for.

Por. What is't o'clock ? Now, Cinna:-Now, Metellus:-What, Trebo

Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady. I have an hour's talk in store for

you; [nius!

Por. Is Cesar yet gone to the Capitol ? Remember that you call on me to-day:

Sooth. Madam, not yet; I go to take my Be near me, that I may remember you.

To see him pass on to the Capitol. (stand, Treb. Cesar, I will :-—and so near will I be,

Por. Thou hast some suit to Cesar, hast thou

not? That your best friends shall wish I had been farther.


Sooth. That I have, lady: if it will please Ces. Good friends, go in, and taste some

To be so good to Cesar, as to hear me, (Cesar wine with me;

I shall beseech him to befriend himself. And we, like friends, will straightway go to

Por. Why, knowest thou any harm's intended gether.

towards him? Bru. That every like is not the same, O Ce

Sooth. None that I know will be, much that

I fear may chance. sar,

[row : The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon!

Good-morrow to you. Here the street is nar(Exeunt. The throng that follows Cesar at the heels,

Of senators, of prætors, common suitors, SCENE III.-The same.-A Street near the Will croud a feeble man almost to death: Cupitol.

I'll get me to a place more void, and there

Speak to great Cesar as he comes along. (Exit. Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a Paper. Por. I must go in.- Ah me! how weak a Ant. Cesar, beware of Brutus; take heed of The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise !

The heart of women is! O Brutus ! [thing Cassius ; come not near Casca; have an eye to Sure, the boy heard me :-Brutus hath a suit, Cinna ; trust not Trebonius; mark well Metellus That Cesar will not grant.-0, I grow faint: Cimber; Decius Brutus lores thee not; thou Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord ; hast wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent against Ce. And bring me word what he doth say to thee.

Say, I am merry: come to me again, • As to a saint, for reliques. + As to a prince for

(Exeunt. honours. Subordinate. Greves.

* Friend, Enry. | Really.



I spurn thee like a cur out of my way. SCENE I.The same.The Capitol; the Sen-Know, Cesar doth not wrong ; nor without ate sitting Will he be satisfied.


Met. Is there no voice more worthy than my A Crowd of People in the Street leading to the

own, Capitol; among them Artemidorus, and the To sound more sweetly in great Cesar's ear, SOOTHSAYER. Flourish. Enter. CESAR, BRU. For the repealing of my banish'a brother? Tus, Cassius, Casca, DECIUS, METELLUS, Bru. I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, Po

Cesar; PILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others.

Desiring thee, that Publius Cimber may Ces. The ides of March are come.

Have an immediate freedom of repeal.
Sooth. Ay, Cesar; but not gone.

Ces. What, Brutus!
Art. Hail, Cesar! Read this schedule. Cas. Pardon, Cesar, Cesar pardon:

Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read, As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,
At your best leisure, this his humble suit. To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.
Art. 0, Cesar, read mine first; for mine's a Ces. I could be well mor'd, if I were as you;

(Cesar, | If I could pray to move, prayers would move That touches Cesar nearer: Read it, great Ces. What touches us ourself, shall be last But I am constant as the northern star, sery'd.

Of whose true-fix'd, and resting quality, Art. Delay not, Cesar; read it instantly. There is no fellow in the firmament. Ces. What is the fellow mad?

The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, Puh. Sirrah, give place.

They are all tire, and every one doth shine; Cas. What, urge you your petitions in the But there's but one in all doth hold his place: Come to the Capitol.

[street? So, in the world; 'Tis furnish'd well with Cesar enters the Capitol, the rest following.


(sive;" All the SENATORS rise.

And men are flesh and blood, and appreben

Yet, in the number, I do know but one Pop. I wish, your enterprise to-day may That unassailable bolds on his rank, thrive.

Unshak'd of motion :t and, that I am he, Cas. What enterprise, Popilius ?

Let me a little show it, even in this; [isha, Pop. Fare you well. [Advances to CESAR. That I was constant, Cimber should be baaBru. What said Popilius Lena?

And constant do remain to keep him so. Cas. He wish'd, to-day our enterprise might Cin. O Cesar,

(thrive. I fear, our home is discovered.

Ces. Hence! Wilt thou lift up Olympus? Brú. Look, he makes to Cesar: Mark Dec. Great Cesar,him.

Ces. Doth not Brutus bootless kneel? Cas. Casca, be sudden, for we fear preven- Casca. Speak, hands, for me. tion.

[Casca stabs Cesar in the Neck. CESAR Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,

catches hold of his Arm. He is then Cassius or Cesar never shall turn back,

stabbed by several other Conspirators, For I will slay myself.

und ut last by Marcus BRUTUS. Bru, Cassius, be constant:

Ces. Et tu, Brute? Then, fall, Cesar, Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes;

[Dies. The Senators and People retire in For, look, he smiles, and Cesar" doth not confusion. change.

Cin. Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Cas. Trebonius knows his time ; for, look Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. you, Brutus,

Cus. Some to the common pulpits, and cry He draws Mark Antony out of the way. Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement! (out,

[Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS. CESAR Bru. People, and senators! be not afand the SENATORS take their Seats.

frighted; Dec. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him Fly not; stand still :-ambition's debt is paid. And presently prefer his suit to Cesar. [go, Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus. Bru. He is address'd:* press near, and se- Dec. And Cassius too. cond him.

Bru. Where's Publius ? Cin. Casca, you are the first that rears your Cin. Here, quite confounded with this muhand.

tiny. Ces. Are we all ready? what is now amiss, Met. Stand fast together, lest some friend That Cesar, and his senate must redress?

of Cesar's Met. Most high, most mighty, and most pu- Should chanceissant Cesar,

Bru. Talk not of standing ;-Publius, good Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat

cheer; An humble heart:

[Kneeling. There is no harm intended to your person, Ces. I must prevent thee, Cimber.

Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius. These couchings, and these lowly courtesies, Cas. And leave us, Publius; lest that the Might fire the blood of ordinary men;


(chief. And turn pre-ordinance, and first decree, Rushing

on us, should do your age some misInto the law of children. Be not fond,

Bru. Do so;-and let no man abide this To think that Cesar bears such rebel blood, But we the doers. That will be thaw'd from the true quality With that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet

Re-enter TREBONIUS. words,

(ing. Low-crook'd curt’sies, and base spaniel fawn- Cas. Where's Antony? Thy brother by decree is banished;

Tre. Fled to his house amaz'd: If ihou dost bend, and pray, and fawn for him,

* Intelligent. + Continues to hold it. Solicitation. • Ready.

And thou, Brutus ?

6 Unsuccessfully,



101 Men, wives, and children, stare, cry out, and Who else must be let blood, who else is rank: As it were doomsday:

(run, If I myself, there is no hour so fit Bru. Fates! we will know your pleasures:- As Cesar's death hour; nor no instrument That, we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time, of half that worth, as those your swords, And drawing days out, that men stand upon.

made rich Cas. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of With the most noble blood of all this world. life,

I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard, Cuts off so many years of fearing death. Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and Bru. Grant that, and then is death a benefit:

smoke, So are we Cesar's friends, that have abridg’d Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years, His time of fearing death.-Stoop, Romans, I shall not find myself so apt to die: stoop,

No place will please me so, no mean of death, And let us bathe our hands in Cesar's blood As here by Cesar, and by you cut off, Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords: The choice and master spirits of this age. Then walk we forth, even to the market-place; Bru. O Antony! beg not your death of us. And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads, Though now we must appear bloody and cruel, Let's all cry, Peace! Freedom! and Liberty! As, by our hands, and this our present act, Cas. Stoop then, and wash.* How many ages You see we do; yet see you but our hands, hence,

And this the bleeding business they have done: Shall this our lofty scene be acted over, Our hearts you see not, they are pitiful; In states unborn, and accents yet unknown? And pity to the general wrong of Rome Bru. How many times shall Cesar bleed in (As fire drives out fire, so pity, pity,) sport, Hath done this deed on Cesar. For your

part, That now on Pompey's basis lies along, To you our swords have leaden points, Mark No worthier than the dust?

Antony: Cas. So oft as that shall be,

Our arms, in strength of malice, and our hearts, So often shall the knot of us be call'd

Of brothers' temper, do receive you in
The men that gave our country liberty. With all kind love, good thoughts, and reve-

Dec. What, shall we forth?
Cas. Ay, every man away:

Cas. Your voice shall be as strong as any Brutus shall lead; and we will grace his heels In the disposing of new dignities. [man's, With the most boldest and best hearts of Bru. Only be patient, till we have appeas'd Rome.

The multitude, beside themselves with fear,

And then we will deliver you the cause,
Enter a SERVANT.

Why I, that did love Cesar when I struck him, Bru. Soft, who comes here? A friend of An- Have thus proceeded. tony's.

Ant. I doubt not of your wisdom. Serv. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you:

Let each man render me his bloody hand: kneel; Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down:

Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand; And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say.

Now, Decius Brutus, yours;-now yours, MeBrutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest;

tellus ; Cesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving:

Yours, Cinda; -and, my valiant Casca, Say, I love Brutus, and I honour him;


[Trebonius. Say, I feard Cesar, honour'd him, and lov's Though last, not least in love, yours, good If Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony. [him. Gentlemen all,--alas! what shall I say? May safely come to him, and be resolvd

My credit now stands on such slippery ground, How Cesar hath desery'd to lie in death,

That one of two bad ways you must conceit Mark Antony shall not love Cesar dead

Either a coward or a flatterer.

[me, So well as Brutus living; but will follow

That I did love thee, Cesar, 0, 'tis true: The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus,

If then thy spirit look upon us now, Thorough the hazards of this untrod state,

Shall it not grieve thee, dearer than thy death, With all true faith. So says my master An

see thy Antony making bis peace, tony.

Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes, Bru. Thy master is a wise and valiant Ro- Most noble ! in the presence of thy corse? I never thought him worse.


Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds, Tell him, so please him come unto this place, it would become me better, than to close

Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood, He shall be satisfied; and, by my honour, Depart untouch'a.

In terms of friendship with thine enemies. Serv. I'll fetch him presently. (Exit Serv. Pardon me, Julius !--Here wast thou bay'd, Bru. I know, that we shall have bim well to Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters

[stand, friend. Cas. I wish, we may: but yet have I a mind, Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe. That fears him much; and my misgiving still

( world! thou wast the forest to this hart; Falls shrewdly to the purpose.

And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.

How like a deer, stricken by many princes,
Re-enter ANTONY.

Dost thou here lie?

Cas. Mark Antony,
Bru. But here comes Antony.-Welcome, Ant. Pardon me, Caius Cassius:
Mark Antony.

The enemies of Cesar shall say this;
Ant. O) mighty Cesar! Dost thou lie so low? Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.
Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Cas. I blame you not for praising Cesar so;
Shrunk to this little measure ?-Fare thee But what compact mean you to have with us?

Will you be prick'd in number of our friends; I know not, gentlemen, what you intend, Or shall we on, and not depend on you? * In Cesar's blood.

Grown too high for the public safety.

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