Which all the while ran blood, great Cæsar fell. 2 Cit. O noble Cæsar! 3 Cit. O woeful day! 4 Cit. traitors, villains! 1 Cit. O most bloody sight! 2 Cit. We will be revenged: revenge; about,-seek,—burn,— fire,-kill,-slay!-let not a traitor live. Ant. Stay, countrymen. 1 Cit. Peace there:-Hear the noble Antony. 2 Cit. We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with him. Ant. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They that have done this deed are honourable; What private griefst they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 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 full well Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, poor, poor dumb mouths, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue 1 Cit. We'll burn the house of Brutus. 3 Cit. Away then, come, seek the conspirators. Ant. Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak. Cit. Peace, ho! Hear Antony, most noble Antony. Ant. Why, friends, you go to do you know not what : Wherein hath Cæsar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not:-I must tell you, then : You have forgot the will I told you of. Cit. Most true;-the will;-let's stay, and hear the will. * Impression. + Grievances. To every Roman citizen he gives, To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.* 2 Cit. Most noble Cæsar!-we'll revenge his death. 3 Cit. O royal Cæsar! Ant. Hear me with patience. Cit. Peace, ho! Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks, And with the brands fire the traitor's houses. 2 Cit. Go, fetch fire. 3 Cit. Pluck down benches. 4 Cit. Pluck down forms, windows, anything. [Exeunt CITIZENS, with the body. Serv. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome. Serv. He and Lepidus are at Cæsar's house. Serv. I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius Enter CINNA, the Poet. Cin. I dreamt to-night, that I did feast with Cæsar, And things unluckily charge my fantasy: I have no will to wander forth of doors, Yet something leads me forth. Enter CITIZENS. 1 Cit. What is your name? 2 Cit. Whither are you going? 3 Cit. Where do you dwell? 4 Cit. Are you a married man, or a bachelor? 2 Cit. Answer every man directly. 1 Cit. Ay, and briefly. 4 Cit. Ay, and wisely. 3 Cit. Ay, and truly, you were best. [Exeunt. Cin. What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I *A Greek coin of the Value of about sevenpence. 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 Cit. 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 Cæsar's funeral. 1 Cit. As a friend, or an enemy? Cin. As a friend. 2 Cit. That matter is answered directly. 4 Cit. For your dwelling, briefly. Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. 3 Cit. Your name, Sir, truly. Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna. 1 Cit. Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. 4 Cit. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses. 2 Cit. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. 3 Cit. Tear him, tear him. Come, brands, ho! fire-brands. To Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all. Some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's: some to Ligarius': away; go. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I-The same. A Room in ANTONY's House. ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at Table. Ant. These many then shall die; their names are prick'd. Oct. Your brother too must die; Consent you, Lepidus ? Lep. I do consent. Oct. Prick him down, Antony. Lep. Upon condition Publius shall not live, Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony. Ant. He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn* him. But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house; Fetch the will hither, and we will determine How to cut off some charge in legacies. Lep. What, shall I find you here? Oct. Or here, or at Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man, The Capitol. Meet to be sent on errands: Is it fit, The three-fold world divided, he should stand Oct. So you thought him; And took his voice who should be prick'd to die, In our black sentence and proscription. [Exit LEPIDUS. Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you; To groan and sweat under the business, And having brought our treasure where we will, Oct. You may do your will; But he's a tried and valiant soldier. Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and, for that, He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth: On objects, arts, and imitations: Which, out of use, and staled by other men, Are levying powers; we must straight make head: Our best friends made, and our best means stretch'd out; How covert matters may be best disclosed. And open perils surest answered. Oct. 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, I fear, [Exeunt. SCENE II.-Before BRUTUS' Tent, in the Camp near Sardis. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and Soldiers: TITINIUS and PINDARUS meeting them. Bru. Stand here. Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand. Bru. What now, Lucilius? is Cassius near? To do you salutation from his master. [PINDARUS gives a letter to BRUTUS. Bru. He greets me well.-Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Pin. I do not doubt 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 received you, let me be resolved. As a thing at our disposal. Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough; Nor with such free and friendly conference, Bru. Thou hast described A hot friend cooling: Ever note, Lucilius, There are no tricks in plain and simple faith: Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd; Are come with Cassius. Bru. Hark, he is arrived : March gently on to meet him. Cas. Stand, ho! Enter CASSIUS and Soldiers. Bru. Stand, ho! Speak the word along. Within. Stand. Within. Stand. Within. Stand. [March within. Cas. Most noble brother, you have done me wrong. Bru. Judge me, you gods! Wrong I mine enemies? And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother? Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs; And when you do them Bru. Cassius, be content, Speak your griefs softly,-I do know you well: Before 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, Cas. Pindarus, Bid our commanders lead their charges off A little from this ground. Bru. Lucilius, do the like; and let no man Come to our tent, till we have done our conference. Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Within the Tent of BRUTUS. LUCIUS and Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS. 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; *Grievances. |