And swim to yonder point! Upon the word, Cas. I am glad, that my weak words
Accouter'd as i was, I plunged in,

Have struck but tbus much show of fire from
And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did,

Brutus.
The torrent roard; and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews; throwing it aside

Re-enter CESAR, and his train.
And stemming it with hearts of controversy. Bru. The games are done, and Cesar is re-
But, ere we could arrive the point propos'd,

turning
Cesar cried, Help me, Cassius, or I sink. Cas. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the
I, as Æneas, our great ancestor,

sleeve ;
Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you
The old Anchises bear, so, from the waves of what hath proceeded, worthy note, to-day.
Tyber

Bru. I will do so :--But, look you, Cassius,
Did I the tired Cesar : And this man

The angry spot doth glow on Cesar's brow,
Is now becoine a god ; and Cassius is

And all the rest look like a chidden train :
A wretched creature, and must bend bis body, Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero
If Cesar carelessly but nod on him.

Looks with such ferret. and such fiery eyes,
He had a fever when he was in Spain,

As we have seen him in the Capitol,
And, when the fit was on him, I did mark Being cross'd in conference by some senators.
How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake : Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is.
His coward lips did from their colour fly;

Ces. Autonius.
And that saine eye, whose bend doth awe the Ant. Cesar.
world,

Ces. Let me have men about me that are fat;
Did lose its lustre : I did hear him groan : Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o'ntglits :
Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Ro. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ;
mans

He thinks too much : such men are dangerons.
Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Ant. Fear him not, Cesar, he's not dangerous ;
Alas! it cried, Give me some drink, Titinius, He is a noble Roman, and well given.
As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, Ces. 'Would be were fatter :- But I fear him
A man of such a feeble temper. should

not:
So get the start of the majestic world,

Yet if my name were liable to fear,
And bear the palın alone. (Shout. Flourish. I do not kuow the man I should avoid
Bru. Another general shout!

So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;
I do believe that these applauses are

He is a great observer, and he looks
For some new honours that are heap'd on Cesar. Quite through the deeds of men : he loves no
Cas. Why, man he doth bestride the narrow

plays,
world

As thou dost, Antony ; he hears po masic :
Like a Colossus ; and we petty men

Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sort,
Walk under his huge legs, and peep about As if he mock'd himself, and scori'd his spirit
To find ourselves dishononrable graves.

That could be mov'd to 'smile at any thing.
Men at some time are masters of their fates : Such men as be, be never at heart's ease,
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, Wbiles they behold a greater than themselves;
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

And therefore are they very dangerous.
Brutus and Cesar : What should be in that I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd,
Cesar?

Than what I fear, for always I am Cesar. Why should that name be sounded more than come on my right hand, for this ear is deal, yours !

And tell me truly what ihou think'st of hini.
Write them together, yours is as fair a name ;

(Ereunt CESAR and his Train. Casca Sonnd them, it doth become the mouth as well ;)

stays behind. Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure them, Casca. You pull’d me by the cloak; Would Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cesar. you speak with me

(Shout. Bru. Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanc'd Now in the names of all the gods at once,

to-day,
Upon what meat doth this our Cesar feed, That Cesar looks so sad.
That he is grown so great ? Age, thou art sham'd!

Casca. Why you were with him, were you not?
Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! Brn. I sbould not then ask Casca wbat had
When went there by an age, since the great flood,

chanc'd.
But it was fam'd with more than with one man 1 Casca. Why, there was a crown offer'd him :
When could they say, till now, that talk'd of and, being offerd him, be put it by with the
Roine,

back of his hand, thus ; and then the people fell
That her wide walks encompass'd but one man ? a shouting,
Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough,

Bru. What was the second poise for ?
When there is in it but one only man.

Casca. Why, for that too.
Oh! you and I have heard our fathers say,

Cas. They shouted thrice; What was the last
There was a Brutust once, that would have

cry for ?
brook'd

Casca. Why, for that too.
The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, Bru. Was the crown offer'd bim thrice ?
As easily as a king.

Casca. Ay' marry, was't ; and he put it by Bru. That you do love me, I am nothing jea- tbrice : every time gentler than other; and at lous :

every putting by, mine honest neighbours shouted.
What you would work me to, I have some aim : Cas. Who offered him the crown
How I have thought of this, and of these times, Casca. Why, Antony.
I shall recount hereafter; for this present, Bru. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca.
I would not, so with love I might entreat you, Casca. I can as well be hanged, as tell the
Be any further mov'd. What you have said, manner of it: it was mere foolery. I did not
I will consider ; what you have to say,

mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a crowa;
I will with patience hear : and find a time --yet 'twas not a crown neither, 'twas one of
Both meet to hear, and answer, such high thiogs. these coronets ;-and, as I told you, be put it by
Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this :

once ; but, for all that, to my thinking, he would
Brutus had rather be a villager, I

fain have had it. Then he offered it to biin Than to repute himself a son of Rome

again ; tben he put it by agaiu : but, to my thinkUnder such hard conditions as this time

ing, he was very loath to lay bis angers off it. Is like to lay upon us.

And then be offered it the third time, he put it

the third time by : and still, as be refused it,
• Temperament, constitution. Lucius Junius Brutus.
Not s citizen of Rome.

• A forret bas red eyes,

i

away ?

the rabblement hooted, and clapped their chap- He should not humour me. I will this night,
ped hands, and threw up their sweaty night-caps, in several hands, + in at the windows throw,
and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because As if they came from several citizens,
Cesar refused the crown, that it had almost Writings all tending to the great opinion
choked Cesar; for he swooned, and fell down That Rome holds of his name ; wherein ob
#it: And for mine own part I durst not laugh,

scurely
fur fear of opening my lips, and receiving the Cesar's ambition shall be glanced at:
bad air,

And, after this, let Cesar seat him sure ;
Cas. But soft, I pray you : What I did Cesar For we will shake him, or worse days endure.
Swoon

(Eric.
Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and
foamed at mouth, and was speechless.

SCENE III.-The same.--A Street.
Bru. "Tis very like ; he hath the falling-sick-
ness.

Thunder and Lightning: Enter, from oppo.
Cas. No, Cesar bath it not; but you, and I,
And honest Casca, we have the falling-sickness.

site sides, Casca, with his sword drawn, and

CICERO. Casca. I know not what you mean by that ; but, I am sure, Cesar fell down. If the tag.rag Cic. Good even, Casca: Brought you Cesar people did not clap bim, and biss bim, according

homet
w he pleased, and displeased them, as they Why are you breathless t and why stare you so !
24 to do the players in the theatre, I am no Casca. Are you not mov'd, when all the seay
true mau.

of earth
Bre, What said he, when he came unto him- Shakes, like a thing unfirmi o Cicero,
tellt

I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
Cance. Marry, before he fell down, when he Have riv'd the knotty oaks; and I have seen
perceiv'd the common berd was glad he refused the ambitious oceau swell, and rage, and foam,
the crown, he plucked me ope his doublet, and To be exalted with the threat'ning clouds :
offered then his throat to cut.-An I had been a But never till to-night, never till now,
mua of any occapation, if I would not have Did I go through a tempest-dropping fire.
taken him at a word, I would I might go to hell Either there is a civil strife in beaven,
enoug the rogues : --and so be fell. When he or else the world, too saucy with the gods,
came to himself again, he said, If he had done, Incenses them to send destruction,
of said, any thing amise, be desired their wor Cic. Why, saw you any thing more wonderful
ships to think it was bis infirmity. Three or Casca. A common slave (you kuow him well
four Wenches, where I stood, cried, Alas, good by sight)
soul!and forgave him with all their hearts : Held up his left hand, which did Aame, and burn
But there's no heed to be taken of them ; if Cesar Like twenty torches join'd; and yet his hand,
had stabbed their mothers, they would have doue Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd.
no less.

Besides, (1 bave pot since put up my sword)
Bru. And after that, he came, thus sad, Against the Capitol I met a lion,

Who glar'd upon me, and went surly by,

Without annoying me: And tbere were drawn
Cas. Did Cicero say any thing ?

Upon a beap a hundred ghastly women,
Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek

Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw
Cas. Te what effect ?

Men, all in tire, walk up and down the streets.
Casca. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er look And yesterday, the bird of night did sit,
you l'the face again : But those that understood Even at noon-day, upon the inarket-place,
kim smiled at one another, and shook their beads; Hooling, and shrieking. When these prodigies
but, for mive own part, it was Greek to me. i Do so conjointly meet, let not men say
could tell you more news too : Marullus and These are their reasons, They are naturali
Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Cesar's images, are For, I believe, they are portentous thinge
put to silence. Fare you well. There was more Unto the climate that they point upon.
loolery yet, if I could remember it.

Cic. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time :
Cas. Will you sap with me to-night, Casca 8 But men may construe thiogs after their fashion,
Casca. No, I am promised forth.

Clean 9 from the purpose of the things themselves.
Car. Will you dine with me to-morrow? Comes Cesar to the Capitol to-morrow
Casca. Ay, if I be alive, and your mind bold, Casca. He doth; for he did bid Antonius
and your dinner worth eating.

Send word to you be would be there to-morrow.
Cas. Good: I will expect you.

Casca. Ay.

(life

then ;

当

When the most mighty gods, by tokens, send

Enter CINNA. Such dreadful heraids to astonish us.

Casca. Stand close awhile, for here comes one Cus. You are dull, Casca ; and those sparks of

in haste. That should be in a Roinan, you do want,

Cas. "Tis Cinua, I do know him by his gait ; Or else you use not : You look pale, and gaze, He is a friend.---Cinna, where haste you so ? And put on fear, and cast yourself in wonder,

Cin. To find out you : Wbo's that? Metellus To see the strange impatience of the heavens :

Cimber? Bin if you would consider the true cause,

Cas. No, it is Casca ; one incorporate Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts, To our attempts. Am I not staid for, Cinna Why birds, and beasts, from quality and kind;

Cin. I am glad out. What a fearful night is Why old men fools, and children calculate it

this ?

(sights. Why all these things change, froin their rdivance, There's two or three of us have seen stranye Their natures and pre-forined faculties,

Cas. Ain I not staid for, Cinna? Tell ine. To monstrous quality---why, you shall fiud,

Cin. Yes, That heaven bath intus'a ihem with these spirits, You are. 0 Cassius, if you could but win To make them instruments of fear and waning, The noble Brutus to onr partyUnto some monstrous state. Now could I, Casca, Cas. Be you content: Good Cinna, take this Naine to tbee a mian most like this dreadful

paper, night ;

And look you lay it in the prætor's chair, That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars Where Brutus inay but find it; an throw this As doth the lion in the Capitol :

In at his window : set this up with wax A man no mightier than thyself, or me,

Upon old Brutus' statue : all this done, In personal action ; yet prodigious grown,

Repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find And fearful, as these strange eruptions are,

us. Casca. 'Tis Cesar that you mean : Is it not, Are Decius Brutus and Trebonius there? Cassius ?

Cin. All but Meteilis Cimber; and he's gone Cas. Let it be who it is : for Romans now

To seek yon at your house. Well, I will bie, Have thewest and limbs like to their ancestors ; And so bestow these papers as you bade me. But, woe the while ! our fatbers' minds are dead,

Cas. That donc, repair lo Pompey's theatre. And we are goveru'd with our inothers' spirits;

(Exit CINNA. Our yoke and sufferance show us womauish.

Come, Casca, you and I will, yet, ere day,
Casca. Indeed, they say, the senators 10-mor- See Brutus at his house : three parts of him
Mean to establish Cesar as a king : (row Is ours already; and the man entire',
And he shall wear his crown, by sea and laud,

Upon the next encounter, yields bin ours.
In every place, save bere in Italy.

Casca. Oh! he sits high in all the people's Cas. I know where I will wear this dagger

hearts:

And that, which would appear offence in us, Cassius froin bondage will deliver Cassins :

His countenance, like richest alchymny, Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong : Will change to virtue and 10 worthiness. Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat :

C'us. Him, and his worth, and our great need Nor stony tower, nor walls or beaten brass,

of him, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, You have right well conceited. + Let us go, Can be retentive to tbe strength of spirit; For it is after midnight ; and, ere day, But life, being weary of these worldly bars, We will awake him, and be sure of him. Never lacks power to dismiss itself.

(Erennt. If I know this, know all the world besides, That part of tyranny that I do bear, I can shake off at pleasure.

ACT II. Casca. So can I ; So every boudman in his own hand bears SCENE I.-The same.-BRUTUS' Orchard. The power to cancel his captivity. Cas. And why should Cesar be a tyrant then ?

Enter BRUTUS.
Poor mau ! I know he would not be a wolf, Bru. What, Lucius ! ho !-
But that he sees the Romans are but sheep: I cannot, by the progress of the stars,
He were no lion, were not Romans hinds. 0 Give guess how near to day.--Lucius, I say !-
Those that with haste will inake a mighly tire, I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.--
Begin it with weak straws : What trash is Rome, when, Lucius, when ?i awake, I say : What,
What rubbish, and what otfal, when it serves

Lucius!
For the base matter to illuminate
So vile a thing as Cesar! But, o grief!

Enter LUCIUS.
Where bast thou led me! I, perhaps, speak this

Luc. Callid yon, my lord ? Before a willing bondinan ; then I know

Bru. Get me a taper in my study, Lucias: My answer must be made : But I am arm'd,

When it is lighted, come and call me bere. And dangers are to me indifferent.

Luc. I will, my lord.

[Erit. Casca. You speak to Casca ; and to such a Brn. It must be by his death : and, for my man,

part, That is nu fieering tell-tale. Hold || my hand :

I know no personal canse to spin at him, Be factious for redress of all these griefs ;

But for the general. He would be crowad :And I will set this foot of mine as far,

How that might chauge huis vature, there's the As who goes farthest.

question Cas. There's a bargain inade.

It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; Now know you, Casca, I have mov'd already Some certain of the noblest-minded Ronraus,

And that craves wary walking. Crown him ?

That ;To nndergo with me an enterprise

And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, of honourable dangerous consequence;

That at his will he may do danger with.
And I do know, by this, they stay for ine

The abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins
In Pompey's porch: for now, this fearful night
There is no stir or walking in the streets;

Remorse from power : And, to speak truth of

Cesar, And the complexion of the element,

I have not known when his affections sway'd Is favour'd i like the work we bave in baud,

More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof, 1 Most bloody, fie y, and most terrible.

That lowliness is young ambitiou's ladder,

Whereto the climber upward tums his face : • Wby tbey deviate from nature. Prophesy: * Muscles. Deer.. Here's my hand. Acuve. • Engaged in. + Conceired. An exclamation of • Resembles.

one.

But when he once attains the upmost round, Bru, I have been up this hour; awake, all
He tben unto the ladder turns his back,

night.
Loks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees Know I these men, that come along with you !
By which he did asceud : So Cesar way ;

Cas. Yes, every man of them ; and no man Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the

here, quarrel

But bonours you : and every one doth wish
Will bear no colour for the thing he is,

You had but ibat opinion of yourself,
Fashion it thus ; that what he is, augmented, Which every uoble Roman bears of you.
Would run to these and these extremities : This is Trebonius.
And therefore, think bim as a serpent's egg,

Brn. He is welcome bither.
Which, hatch'd, would, as bis kind, grow mis Cas. This Decius Brutus.
And kill him in the shell.

(chievous ; Bru. He is welcome too.

Cas. This, Casca; this, Cinna ;
Re-enter Lucius.

Aud this, Metellus Cimber.
Luc. The taper burneth in your closet, Sir. Bru. They are all welcome.
Searchiug the window for a fiut, I found What watchful cares do interpose themselves
This

paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am sure, Betwixt your eyes and night?
It did not lie there when I went to bed.

Cas. Shall I entreat a word ? (They whisper." Bru. Get you to bed again, it is not day. Dec. Here lies the east : Dolla not the day Is not to morrow, boy, the ides of March 1

break here?
Luc. I know not, Sir.

Casca. No.
Bru. Look iu the calendar, and bring me word. Cin. Oh! pardon, Sir, it doth; and yon grey
Luc. I will, Sir.

[Erit.

lines,
Bru. The exhalations, whizzing in the air, That fret the clouds, are messengers of day.
Give so much light, that I may read by them. Cascu. You shall confess, that you are both
(Opens the Letter, and reads.

deceiv'd.
Brutus, thou sleep'st; quake, and see thyself. Here, as 7 point my sword, the sun arises ;
Shall Rome, &c. Speakm-strikeredress! Which is a great way growing on the south,
Brutus, thou sleep'st ; awake.

Weighing the youthful season of the year,
Such instigations have been often dropp'd Some two months hence, up higher toward the
Where I have took then up.

north
Shall Rome, &c. Thus, must I pjece it out ; He first presents his fire ; and the high east
Shall Roine stand under oue man's awet what! Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.
Rome

Bru. Give me your hands all over, oue by
My ancestors did froin the streets of Rome
The Tarquin drive, when he was call'd a king. Cas. Aud let us swear our resolution.
Speck-strike-redress --Am I entreated then Bru. No, not an oath : If not the face of men,
To speak, and strike ? O Rome! I make thee The sutterance of our souls, the time's abuse,--
promise,

If these be motives weak, break off belimies,
If the redress will follow, thou receivest

And every man bence to his idle bed ;
Thy fall petition at ibe band of Brutus ! So let high-sighted tyranny range on,

Till eacb man drop by lottery. But if these,
Re-enter Lucius.

As I am sure they do, bear tire enougla
Luc. Sir, March is wasted fourteen days. 'To kindle cowards, and to sleel with valour

(Knock within. The melting spirits of woinen ; then, countrymen, Brs. "Tis good. Go to the gate ; somebody What need we any spur, but our own cause, knocks.

[Exit Lucius. To prick us to redress ? what other houd, Since Cassius first did whet me against Cesar,

Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word,

And will not palter? And what other oatli,
Between the acting of a dreadful thing

Than honesty to honesty engag'd
And the first motion, all the interim is

That this shall be, or we will fall for it i
Like a paylasına, or a hideous dream :

Swear priests, and cowards, and men cautelous, .
The genius, and the mortal instruments,

Old feeble carrions, and such suffering suuls,
Are then iu council ; and the state of man,

That welcolne wrongs; unto bad causes swear
Lite to a little kingdom, suffers theu

Such creatures as nien doubt : but do not stain
The tatare of an insurrection.

The even virtue of our enterprise,

Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits,
Re-enter Lucius.

To think that or our cause, or our perforniance, lac. Sir, 'uis your brother Cassius at the door, Did need an oath ; when every drop of blood.

That every Ronjan bears, and nobly bears,

Is guilty of a sereral bastardy,
Inc. No, Sir, there are more with him. If he do break the smallest particle
Bru. Do you know thein ?

of any promise that hath pass'd from him.
Luc. No, Sir; their hals are pluck'd about their Cas. But what of Cicero? Shall we sound him?
And ball their faces buried in their clouks, (ears, I think he will stand very strong with us.
That by no means I may discover thein

Casca. Let us uot leave him out.
By any mark of favour.

C'in, No, by no means.

[Exit Lucius. Met. oh! let us have him ; for his silver hairs They are the faction. O conspiracy!

Will purchase us a good opinion,
Shau'st thou to show thy daugerous brow by night, And buy men's voices to commend our deeds :
When evils are most free! Oh! then, by day,

It shall be said, his judgment rul'd our bands ;
Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough

Our youths, and wildness, shall no whit appear,
To mask thy monstrous visage ? Sechi none,

But all be buried in his gravity.
Hide in it smiles and affability :

[spiracy; Bru. Ob! Hame hin uot; let us not break for it thou path + tliy native semblance ult, coll.

with him : 1
Not Erebus itself were dim enough

For he will never follow any thing
To hide thee from prevention. “

That other men begin.

C'us. Then leave him out.
Enter Cassius, Casca, Decius, CINNA, ME-

Casca. Indeed, be is not fit.
TELLUS CXBEK, und T'REBONTCS. Dec. Shall no inan else be toucu'd, but only
Cas. I think we are too hold upon your rest:

Cesar?
Good mortow, Bratus ; Do we trouble you ? C'as. Decius, well urg'd :-I think it is not meet

Mark Antony so well belor'd ut Cesar,
+ Walk in by Irue form.
Hell.
Detectiva • Wary, circunspect.

+ Break the matter to him

I have not slept.

Who doth desire to see you.

Bru. Is he alone 1

Bru. Let them enter.

Counterance.

Should outlve Cesar : We shall find of him | Boy l l.ncius !-Fast asleep It is no matter ;
À shrewd contriver; and, you know, bis means, Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber :
If he improves them, may well stretch so far, Thou hast no figures, por no fantasies,
As to annoy as all : which, to prevent, Which busy care draws in the brains of men ;
Let Antony and Cesar fall together.

Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
Bru. Our course will seem too bloody, Caius
Cassius,

Enter PORTIA.
To cut the head off, and then hack the limbs ;
Like wrath in death, and envy afterwards : Por. Brutus, my lord !
For Antony is but a limb of Cesar.

Bru. Portia, what mean you! Wherefore rise Let us be sacrificers, but no butchers, Caius.

you now? We all stand up against the spirit of Cesar; It is not for your health, thus to corrmit And in the spirit of men there is no blood : Your weak condition to the raw.cuid morning. Oh I that we then could come by Cesar's spirit, Por. Nor for your's neither. You have unAnd not dismember Cesar! But, alas,

gently, Brutus, Cesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends,

Stole from my bed : And yesternight, at supper, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; You suddenly arose, and walk'd about, Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Musing, and sighing, with your arms across : Not hew him as a carcass tit for hounds:

And when I ask'd you wbat the matter was, And let our hearts, as subtle masters do,

You star'd upon me with ungentle looks : Stir up their servants to an act of rage,

I urg'd you furtber; then you scratch'd yous
And after seem to chide them. This shall make head,
Our purpose necessary, and not envions : And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot :
Which so appearing to the common eyes,

Yet I insistid. yet yon answer'd not ;
We sball be call'd purgers, not murderers. But, with an angry wafture of your hand,
And for Mark Antony, think not of him ;

Gave sign for me to leave you : So I did;
For he can do no more than Cesar's ann, Fearing to strengthen that impatience,
When Cesar's head is off.

Which seem'd too much enkindled ; and, withal, Cas. Yet I do fear him:

Hoping it was but an effect of humour,
For in the ingrafted love he bears to Cesar, Which sometime hath his hour with every man.

Bru. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of himn : It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep;
If he love Cesar, all that he can do

And, could it work so much upon your shape, Is to himself ; take thought, and die for Cesar: As it hath much prevail'd on your condition, + And that were much he should ; for he is given I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord, To sports, to wildness, and inuch company. Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.

Treb. There is no fear in hiin : let him not die; Bru. I ain not well in bealth, and that is all. For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter. Por. Brutuis is wise, and were be not in lealth,

[Clock strikes. He would einbrace the means to come by it. Bru. Peace, count the clock.

Bru. Why, so I do :-Good Portia, go to bed. Cas. The clock hath stricken three,

Por. Is Brutus sick ? and is it physical Treb. "Tis time to part.

To walk unbraced, and suck up the humour Cas. But it is doubtful yet,

of the dank morning i Wbat, is Brutus sick; Whe'r Cesar will come foith to-day, or no: And will he steal out of his wholesome bed For he is superstitious grown of late ;

To dare the vile contagion of the uigbt? Quite from the main opinion he held once And tempt the rheiny and uupurged air of fantasy, of dreains, and ceremonies;

To add into his sickness? No, my Brutus ; It may be, these apparent prodigies,

You have some sick offence within your mind, The unaccustom'd terror of this night,

Whicb, by the right and virtue of my place, And the persuasion of his augurers,

I ought to know of : Aud upon iny knees, May bold him from the Capitol to-day.

I charm t you, by my once commended beauty, Dec. Never fear that : if he be so resolv'd, By all your vows of love, and that great vow I can o'ersway him : for he loves to hear Which did incorporate and make us one, That unicorns may be betray'd with trees, That you untold to me, yourself, your hall, And bears with glasses, elephants with boles, Why you are heavy; and what men to-night Lions with toils, and men with tlatterers : Have had resort to you : for here have been But, when I tell him he hates flatterers,

Some six or seven, who did hide their faces He says, he does ; being then inost flattered. Eveli from darkness. Let me work:

Bru. Kneel not, gentle Portia. For I can give this humour the true bent;

Por. I should not need, if you were gentle And I will bring him to the Capitol.

Brutus. Cas. Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus, bim.

Is it excepted, I should know no secrets Bru. By the eighth hour : Is that the utter. That appertain to you? Am I yourself, most?

But, as it were, in sort, or limitation; Cin. Be that the uttermost, and fail not then. To keep with you at ineals, comfort your bed,

Met. Caius Ligarias doth bear Cesar hard, And talk to you sometimes? Dwell I but in the Who rated him for speaking well of Pompey;

suburbs
I wonder none of you have thought of him. of your good pleasure 1 If it be no more,

Bru. Now, good Metellus, go along by him :Portia is Brutus' barlot, not his wile.
He loves me well, and I have given bir reasons ; Bru. You are my true and honourable wire :
Send him but hither, and I'll fashion him. As dear to me, as are the ruddy drops
Cas. The morning comes upou us: We'll leave That visit my sad heart.
you, Brutus :-

(member Por. If this were true, then should I know
And, friends, disperse yourselves : but all re. this secret.
What you have said, and sbow yourselves true I grant, I am a woman ; but, withal,
Romans.

A woman that lord Brutus took to wife : Bru. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily; I grant, I am a woman ; but, withal, Let not our looks put on : our purposes :

A woman well-reputed ; Cato's daughter.
But bear it as our Roman actors do,

Think you, I am no stronger than iny sex,
With untir'd spirits, and formal constancy: Being so father'd, and so husbanded i
And so good morrow to you every one.

Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose them (Ereunt all but BRUTUS. I bave made strong proof of my constancy,

Giving myself a voluntary wound
• Omens at sacrifices. + By his house.
Show our desigas.

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