neere Caska, haue an eye to Cynna, trust not Trebonius, marke
well Metellus Cymber, Decius Brutus loues thee not: Thou
[1080]
hast wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is but one minde in all
these men, and it is bent against Cæsar: If thou beest
not Im
mortall, looke about you: Security giues way to
Conspiracie.
The mighty Gods defend thee.
Thy Louer,
Artemidorus.
[1085]
Heere will I stand, till
Cæsar passe
along,
And as a Sutor will I giue him this:My heart laments, that Vertue cannot liueOut of the teeth of Emulation.If thou reade this, O
Cæsar, thou
mayest liue;
[1090]
If not, the Fates with Traitors do contriue.Exit.
[Act 2, Scene 4]
Enter Portia and Lucius.Por.I prythee Boy, run to the Senate‑house,Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone.Why doest thou stay?Luc.To know my errand Madam.Por.
[1095]
I would haue had thee there and heere agenEre I can tell thee what thou should'st do there:O Constancie, be strong vpon my side,Set a huge Mountaine 'tweene my Heart and Tongue:I haue a mans minde, but a womans might:
[1100]
How hard it is for women to keepe counsell.Art thou heere yet?Luc.Madam, what should I do?Run to the Capitoll, and nothing else?And so returne to you, and nothing else?Por.
[1105]
Yes, bring me word Boy, if thy Lord look well,For he went sickly forth: and take good noteWhat
Cæsar doth, what Sutors presse to
him.
Hearke Boy, what noyse is that?Luc.I heare none MadamPor.
[1110]
Prythee listen well:I heard a bussling Rumor like a Fray,And the winde brings it from the Capitoll.Luc.Sooth Madam, I heare nothing.Enter the Soothsayer.Por.Come hither Fellow, which way hast thou bin?Sooth.
[1115]
At mine owne house, good Lady.Por.What is't a clocke?Sooth.About the ninth houre Lady.Por.Is
Cæsar yet gone to the Capitoll?
Sooth.Madam not yet, I go to take my stand,
[1120]
To see him passe on to the Capitoll.Por.Thou hast some suite to
Cæsar, hast
thou not?
Sooth.That I haue Lady, if it will please
CæsarTo be so good
Cæsar, as to heare me:
I shall beseech him to befriend himself.Por.
[1125]
Why know'st thou any harme's intended to
wards
Sooth.None that I know will be,Much that I feare may chance:Good morrow to you: heere the street is narrow:The throng
followes
Cæsar at the heeles,
[1130]
Of Senators, of Prætors, common Sutors,Will crowd a feeble man (almost) to death:Ile get me to a place more vo
d, and
there
Speake to great
Cæsar as he comes
along.
ExitPor.I m
t; go
:
[1135]
Aye me! How weake a thingThe heart of woman is? O
B
,
The Heauens speede thee
enterprize.
Sure the Boy heard me:
hath a suite
That
Cæsar will not grant. O, I grow
faint:
Say I am merry; Come to me againe,And bring me word what he doth say to thee.Exeunt.
Actus Tertius.
[Act 3, Scene 1]
Flourish.Enter Cæsar, Brutus,
Cassius, Caska, Decius, Metellus, Tre
bonius, Cynna, Antony,
Lepidus, Artimedorus, Pub
lius, and the Soothsayer.
Cæs.The Ides of March are come.Sooth.I
Cæsar, but not gone.
Art.
[1145]
Haile
Cæsar: Read this scedule.
Deci.Trebonius doth desire you to
ore‑read
(At your best leysure) this his humble suite.Art.O
Cæsar, reade mine first: for mine's a
suite
That touches
Cæsar neerer. Read it
great
Cæsar.
Cæs.
[1150]
What touches vs our selfe, shall be last seru'd.Art.Delay not
Cæsar, read it instantly.
Cæs.What, is the fellow mad?Pub.Sirra, giue place.Cassi.What, vrge you your Petitions in the street?
[1155]
Come to the Capitoll.Popil.I wish your enterprize to day may thriue.Cassi.What enterprize
Popillius?
Popil.Fare you well.Bru.What said
Popillius Lena?
Cassi.
[1160]
He wisht to day our enterprize might thriue:I feare our purpose is discouered.Bru.Looke how he makes to
Cæsar: marke
him.
Cassi.Caska be sodaine, for we feare
preuention.
Brutus what shall be done? If this be knowne,
[1165]
Cassius or
Cæsar neuer shall turne backe,
For I will slay my selfe.Bru.Cassius be constant:
Popillius Lena speakes not of our
purposes,
For looke he smiles, and
Cæsar doth not
change.
Cassi.
[1170]
Trebonius knowes his time: for look you
BrutusHe drawes
Mark Antony out of the way.
Deci.Where is
Metellus Cimber, let him go,
And presently preferre his suite to
Cæsar.
Bru.He is addrest: presse neere, and second him.Cin.
[1175]
Caska, you are the first that reares your
hand.
Cæs.Are we all ready? What is now amisse,That
Cæsar and his Senate must
redresse?
Metel.Most high, most mighty, and most puisant
CæsarMetellus Cymber throwes before thy Seate
[1180]
An humble heart.Cæs.I must preuent thee
Cymber:
These couchings, and these lowly courtesiesMight fire the blood of ordinary men,And turne pre‑Ordinance, and first Decree
[1185]
Into the lane of Children. Be not fond,To thinke that
Cæsar beares such Rebell
blood
That will be thaw'd from the true qualityWith that which melteth Fooles, I meane sweet words,Low‑crooked‑curtsies, and base Spaniell fawning:
[1190]
Thy Brother by decree is banished:If thou doest bend, and pray, and fawne for him,I spurne thee like a Curre out of my way:Know,
Cæsar doth not wrong, nor without
cause
Will he be satisfied.Metel.
[Act 2, Scene 4]
Enter Portia and Lucius.Por.I prythee Boy, run to the Senate‑house,Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone.Why doest thou stay?Luc.To know my errand Madam.Por.
[1095]
I would haue had thee there and heere agenEre I can tell thee what thou should'st do there:O Constancie, be strong vpon my side,Set a huge Mountaine 'tweene my Heart and Tongue:I haue a mans minde, but a womans might:
[1100]
How hard it is for women to keepe counsell.Art thou heere yet?Luc.Madam, what should I do?Run to the Capitoll, and nothing else?And so returne to you, and nothing else?Por.
[1105]
Yes, bring me word Boy, if thy Lord look well,For he went sickly forth: and take good noteWhat
Cæsar doth, what Sutors presse to
him.
Hearke Boy, what noyse is that?Luc.I heare none MadamPor.
[1110]
Prythee listen well:I heard a bussling Rumor like a Fray,And the winde brings it from the Capitoll.Luc.Sooth Madam, I heare nothing.Enter the Soothsayer.Por.Come hither Fellow, which way hast thou bin?Sooth.
[1115]
At mine owne house, good Lady.Por.What is't a clocke?Sooth.About the ninth houre Lady.Por.Is
Cæsar yet gone to the Capitoll?
Sooth.Madam not yet, I go to take my stand,
[1120]
To see him passe on to the Capitoll.Por.Thou hast some suite to
Cæsar, hast
thou not?
Sooth.That I haue Lady, if it will please
CæsarTo be so good
Cæsar, as to heare me:
I shall beseech him to befriend himself.Por.
[1125]
Why know'st thou any harme's intended to
wards
Sooth.None that I know will be,Much that I feare may chance:Good morrow to you: heere the street is narrow:The throng
followes
Cæsar at the heeles,
[1130]
Of Senators, of Prætors, common Sutors,Will crowd a feeble man (almost) to death:Ile get me to a place more vo
d, and
there
Speake to great
Cæsar as he comes
along.
ExitPor.I m
t; go
:
[1135]
Aye me! How weake a thingThe heart of woman is? O
B
,
The Heauens speede thee
enterprize.
Sure the Boy heard me:
hath a suite
That
Cæsar will not grant. O, I grow
faint:
[1140]
Run
Lucius, and commend me to my Lord,
Say I am merry; Come to me againe,And bring me word what he doth say to thee.Exeunt.
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