2 Pleb. Whither are you going?

3

4

Pleb. Where do you dwell?

Pleb. Are you a married man, or a bachelor? 2 Pleb. Answer every man directly.

1 Pleb. Ay, and briefly.

4 Pleb. Ay, and wifely.

3 Pleb. Ay, and truly, you were beft.

Cin. What is my name? whither am I going? where do I dwell? am I a married man, or a bachelor? Then to answer ever man directly and briefly, wifely and truly; wifely, I fayI am a bachelor.

2 Pleb." That's as much as to fay, they are fools "that marry; you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear: "proceed directly.

Cin. Directly I am going to Cæfar's funeral. 1 Pleb. As a friend, or an enemy?

Cin. As a friend.

a Pleb. That matter is answer'd directly.

4

Pleb. For your dwelling; briefly. Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

3 Pleb. Your name, Sir, truly. Cin. Truly my name is Cinna.

1 Pleb. Tear him to pieces, he's a confpirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet. I am Cinna the poet.

4 Pleb. "Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for "his bad verses.

Cin. 1 am not Cinna the confpirator.

4

Pleb. It is no matter, his name's Cinna ; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.

3 Pleb. Tear him, tear him. Come, brands, ho, fire-brands:

To Brutus, to Caffius, burn all. Some to Decius's house, And fome to Cafca's, fome to Ligarius: away, go.

[Exeunt.

ACTIV.

SCENE I.

Enter Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus.

Hefe many then fhall die, their names are prick'd.

Ant.

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Qa. Your brother too muft die; confent you, Lepidus?

Lep. I do confent.

O. Prick him down, Antony,

Lep. Upon condition Publius fhall not live, Who is your fifter's fon, 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 fhall determine

How to cut off fome charge in legacies.
Lep. What? fhall I find you here ?
Oct. Or here, or at the Capitol.

[Exit Lepidus.

Ant. This is a flight, unmeritable man,

Meet to be fent on errands: is it fit,

The threefold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to fhare it ?

O. So you thought him;

And took his voice who fhould be prick'd to die,
In our black fentence and profcription.

Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you ;
And though we lay thefe honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers fland'rous loads ;
He shall but bear them, as the afs bears gold,
To grone and fweat under the bufinefs,
Or led or driven, as we point the way;

And, having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load, and turn him off,
Like to the empty afs, to shake his ears,

And graze in commons.

Oct. You may do your will;

But he's a try'd and valiant foldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Octavius: and for that

1 do appoint him store of provender.

It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on ;
His corporal motion govern'd by my fpirit.
And, in fome taste is Lepidus but fo;
He must be taught, and train'd, and bid
A barren-fpirited fellow, one that feeds
On abject orts, and imitations :

Do not talk of him,
And now, Octavius,

go

Which, out of ufe, and stal'd by other men,
Begin his fashion.
But as a property.
Liften great things.

-Brutus and Caffius

forth;

Are levying powers; we muft ftraight make head.
Therefore let our alliance be combin'd;

Our best friends made, and our best means ftretch'd out; And let us prefently go fit in council,

How covert matters may be best disclos'd,

And open perils fureft answered.

Oa. Let us do fo; for we are at the stike,

And bay'd about with many enemies :

And some that smile, have in their hearts, I fear,

Millions of mischiefs.

SCENE

II.

[Exeunt.

Before Brutus's tent, in the camp near Sardis.

Drum. Enter Brutus, Lucilius, and Soldiers: Titinius and Pindarus meeting them.

Luc. Give the word, ho? and stand!

Bru. What now, Lucilius? is Caffius near ?

Luc. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come

To do you falutation from his matter.

Bru. He greets me well. Your mafter, Pindarus,

In his own charge, or by ill officers,

Hath given me fome worthy cause to with

Things done, undone; but if he be at hand,
I fhall be fatisfied.

Pin. I do not doubt,

But that my noble mafter will appear,

Such as he is, full of regard and honour.

Bru. He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius-

How he receiv'd you, let me be refolv'd.

Luc. With courtefy, and with respect enough;
But not with fuch familiar inftances,

Nor with fuch free and friendly conference,
As he hath us'd of old.

Bru. Thou hast describ'd

A hot friend cooling; ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to ficken and decay,
It ufeth an inforced ceremony.

There are no tricks in plain and fimple faith:
But hollow men, like horfes hot at hand,
Make gallant fhew and promife of their mettle;
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But when they fhould endure the bloody fpur,
They fall their creft, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?

Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd: The greater part, the horfe in general,

Are come with Caffius,

[Low March within.

Enter Caffius and Soldiers.

Bru. Hark, he is arriv'd;

March gently on to meet him.

Caf. Stand, ho!

Bru. Stand, ho! fpeak the word along.

Within, Stand!

Within. Stand!

Within. Stand!

Caf Moft noble brother, you have done me wrong. Bru. Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies? And, if not fo, bow fhould I wrong a brother?

Caf. Brutus, this fober form of your's hides wrongs, And when you do them

Bru. Caffius, be content,

Speak your griefs foftly, I do know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,

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(Which should perceive nothing but love from us),
Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Caffius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

Caf. 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 the door.

S. CE NE III.

Changes to the infide of Brutus's tent

Re-enter Brutus and Caffius.

[Exeunt

Caf. 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;

Wherein my letter (praying on his fide,
Because I knew the man) was flighted of.

Bru. You wrong'd yourself to write in fuch a cafe. Caf In fuch a time as this, it is not meet That ev'ry nice offence* fhould bear its comment. Bru. Yet let me tell you, Caffius, you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm, To fell and mart your offices for gold,

To undefervers.

Caf. I an itching palm ?

You know, that you are Brutus that fpeak this,
Or, by the gods, this fpeech were elfe your laft.
Bru. The name of Caffius honours this corruption,
And chastisement doth therefore hide its head.
Caf. Chaftifement !

Bru. "Remember March, the ides of March remem"Did not great Julius bleed for justice sake? [ber! "What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, "And not for justice? What, fhall one of us,

"That struck the foremost man of all this world,
"But for fupporting robbers; fhall we now
"Contaminate our fingers with base bribes?
"And fell the mighty space of our large honours
"For fo much trafh, as may be grafped thus?-
"I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
"Than fuch a Roman.

Caf. Brutus, bay not me,

I'll not endure it; you forget yourself,
To hedge me in; I am a foldier, I,
Older in practice, abler than yourself
To make conditions.

Bru. Go to; you are not Caffius.
Caf. I am.

Bru. I fay, you are not.

Caf. Urge me no more, I fhall forget myfelf

Have mind upon your health

Bru. Away, flight man!

Caf. Is't poffible?---

Bru. Hear me, for I will fpeak.

tempt me no farther.

Mut I give way and room to your rafh choler? "Shall I be frighted when a madman stares ?

* i. e. fmall trifling offence.