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Cas. Brutus, a word with you,
be moved, By that which he will utter?
Bru. By your pardon,
Cas. I know not what may fall, I like it not.
Bru. Mark Antony,
hand at all
Ant. Be it so ;
(Exeunt all but ANTONY.
And dreadful objects so familiar,
Enter BRUTUS, and mounts the Rostrum ; CASSIUS
with the PLEBEIANS, 1 Pleb. The noble Brutus is ascended : silence !
Bru. Be patient to 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. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be
in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say, that Brutus's love to Cæsar was no less than his. If then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer; not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living and die all slaves, than that Cæsar were dead to live all free men ! As Cæsar loved 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 ambition. Who's 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
Roman? if any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country ? if 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 Cæsar, than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is enrolled in the capitol, his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy; nor his offences enforced, for which he suffered death. Here comes his body, mourned 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
shall not ? With this I depart, that as 1 slew 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! 1 Pleb. Bring him in triumph home unto his house. 2 Pleb. Give him a statue with his ancestors, 3 Pleb. Let him be Cæsar.
1 Pleb. We'll bring him to his house, With shouts and clamours.
Bru. My countrymen-
Bru. Good countrymen, let me depart alone,
Enter ANTONY and the Body. 1 Pleb. Stay, ho, and let us hear Mark Antony.
3 Pleb. Let him go up into the public chair. We'll hear him: noble, Antony, go up.
Ant. For Brutus sake, I am beholden to you.
3 Pleb. He says, for Brutus’ sake,
2 Pleb. Peace, let us hear what Antony can say.
I come to bury Cæsar, 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 Cæsar ; noble Brutus Hath told you, Cæsar was ambitious; If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Cæsar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men) Come I to speak Cæsar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to 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 Cæsar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept. 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 he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious,
1 Pleb. Methinks there is much reason in his sayings, If thou consider rightly of tlie matter, Cæsar has had great wrong.
3 Pleb. Has he, masters? I fear there will worse come in his place. 4 Pleb. Mark'd ye his words ? he would not take
1 Pleb. If it be found so, some will dear abide it.
Antony: 4 Pleb. Now mark him, he begins again to speak. Ant. But yesterday the word of Cæsar might Have stood against the world; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence; O, masters, if I were disposed 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 chuse 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 Cæsar, I found it in his closet, 'tis his will ; Let but the commons hear his testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read)