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And for thy humour, I will stay at home.

SCENE V. Enter Decimus. Here's Decimus Brutus, he shall tell them so.

Dec. Cæsar, all hail ! good-morrow, worthy Cæfar,
I come to fetch you to the Senate-house.

Caf. And you are come in very happy time,
To bear my greeting to the Senators,
And tell them that I will not come to-day :
Cannot is false, and that I dare not, falser ;
I will not come to-day ; tell them so, Decimus,

Calp. Say he is sick.

Caf. Shall Cæfar send a lie ?
Have I in conquest stretcht mine arm so far,

To be afraid to tell grey-beards the truth?
Decimus, go tell them Cæfar will not come.

Dec. Most mighty Cæsar, let me know some cause,
Left I be laught at when I tell them so.

Cæs. The cause is in my will, I will not come ;
That is enough to satisfie the Senate.
But for your private satisfaction,
Because I love you, I will let you

know.
Calphurnia here, my wife, stays me at home :
She dreamt last night she saw my statue, which
Like to a fountain, with an hundred spouts,
Did run pure blood ; and many lusty Romans
Came smiling, and did bathe their hands in it.
These she applies for warnings and portents
Of evils inminent ; and on her knee
Hath begg'd that I will stay at home to-day.

Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted ;
It was a vision fair and fortunate :
Your Statue spouting blood in many pipes,
In which so many smiling Romans bath'd,
Signifies that from you great Rome shall suck
Reviving blood, and that great men shall press
For tinctures, itains, relicks, and cognisances.
This by Calpburnia's dream is signify'd.

Cæs. And this way have you well expounded it.

Déc. I have, when you have heard what I can say ; And know it now, the Senate have concluded

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To give this day a crown to mighty Cæfar.
If you shall send them word you will not come,
Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock
Apt to be render’d, for some one to say,
Break up the Senate 'till another time,
When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams :
If Cæfar hide himself, shall they not whisper,
Lo, Cæsar is afraid!
Pardon me, Cæfar, for my dear dear love
To your proceeding bids me tell you this :
And reason to my love is liable.

Cæs. How foolish do your fears seem now, Calpburnia!
I am ashamed I did yield to them.
Give me my robe, for I will go :

SCENE VI.
Enter Brutus, Ligarius, Metellus, Casca, Trebonius,

Cinna and Publius.
And look where Publius is come to fetch me,

Pub. Good-morrow, Cæfar.

Cæf. Welcome, Públius.
What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too ?
Good-morrow, Casca : Oh! Caius Ligarius,
Cæfar was ne'er so much your enemy
As that same ague which hath made you

lean. What is't a-clock ?

Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.
Cæf. thank you for your pains and courtesie.

Enter Antony
See Antony, that revels long a-nights,
Is notwithstanding up.

Good-morrow, Antony.
Ant. So to most noble Cæfar.

Cæs. Bid them prepare within :
I am to blame to be thus waited for.
Now, Cinna ; now, Metellus; what, Trebonius!
I have an hour's talk in store for you,
Remember that you call on me to-day,
Be near me, that I may remember you.

Treb. Cæfar, I will ; and so near will I be, [Ald That your best friends shall wish I had been further.

Caf. Good friends, go in, and taste fome wine with me,

And

And we, like friends, will straightway go together,

Bru. That every like is not the same, o Cæfar, [ Afide. The heart of Brutus yerns to think upon! [Exeunt.

SCENE VII The Street.

Enter Artemidorus reading a paper. Cæsar, beware of Brutus, take beed of Caffius, come not near Casca, bave an eye to Cinna, trust not Trebonius, mark well Metellus Cimber, Decimius Brutus loves thee not ; thou baft wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all tbese men, and it is bent against Cæsar. If tbou beeft not immortal, look about tbee : security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty Gods defend thee !

Thy lover Artemidorus,
Here will I stand, 'till Cæfar pass along,
And as a suitor will I give him this :
My heart laments that virtue cannot live
Out of the teeth of emulation.
If thou read this, O Casar, thou may'st live;
If not, the fates with traitors do contrive. [Exit.

Enter Portia, and Lucius.
Por. I pr’ythee, boy, run to the Senate-house,
Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone :
Why dost thou stay ?

Luc. To know my errand, Madam.

Por. I would have had thee there, and here again,
Ere I can tell thee what thou should't do there. -
O constancy, be strong upon my fide,
Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue ;
I have a man's mind, but a woman's might :
How hard it is for women to keep counsel!
Art thou here yet ?

Luc. Madam, what should I do?
Run to the Capitol, and nothing else ?
And so return to you, and nothing else ?

Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy Lord look well,
For he went fickly forth: and take good note,
What Cæfar doth, what suitors press to him.
Hark, boy! what noise is that?
Luc. I hear none,

Madam.
Por. Pr’ythee liften well :

I heard a bustling rumour like a fray,
The wind brings it from the Capitol.
Luc. Sooth, Madam, I hear nothing.

Enter Artemidorus.
Por. Come hither, fellow, which way hast thou been?
Art, At my own house, good Lady.
Por. What is't a-clock ?
Art. About the ninth hour, Lady.
Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol ?

Art. Madam, not yet; I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol,

Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, halt thou not?

Art. That I have, Lady, if it will please Cæfar
To be so good to Cæfar, as to hear me:
I shall beseech him to defend himself.

Por. Why, know'st thou any harm intended tow'rds him?

Art. None that I know will be, much that I fear;
Good morrow to you. Here the street is narrow :
The throng that follows Cæfar at the heels,
Of Senators, of Prætors, common suitors,
Will crowd a feeble man almost to death :
I'll get me to a place more void, and there
Speak to great Cæfar as he comes along.

[Exit,
Por. I must go in aye me! how weak a thing
The heart of woman is ! O Brutus! Brutus !
The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize !
Sure the boy heard me : Brutus hath a suit
That Cæfar will not grant. 0, I grow

faint ! Run, Lucius, and commend me to my Lord, Say I am merry; come to me again, And bring me word what he doth say to thee. [Exeunt.

ACT III. SCENE 1.

The Entrance into the Capitol. Flourish. Enter Cæsar, Brutus, Caffius, Casca, Decimus,

Metellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Artemidorus, Popilius, Publius, and the Soorb.sayer. HE Ides

March are come.

Art. Hail, Cæsar ! read chis schedule.

Dec. ,

Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o’er-read,
t your best leisure, this his humble fuit.

At. O Cæfar, read mine first; for mine's a fuit
That touches Cæfar nearer.. Read ir, Cæfar.

Cæs. What touches us our self, shall be last serv'd.
Art. Delay not, Cæfar, read it instantly.
Caf. What, is the fellow mad ?
Pub. Sirrah, give place.

Caf. What, urge you your petitions in the street ?
Come to the Capitol.

Pop. I wish your enterprize to-day may thrive.
Caf. What enterprize, Popilius ?
Pop. Fare you well.
Bru. What said Popilius Læna ?

Caf. He wish'd to-day our enterprize might thrive :
I fear, our porpose is discovered.

Bru. Look how he makes to Cæfar ; mark him.
F Caf. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.

Brutus, what shall be done? if this be known,
Caffius or Cæfar never shall turn back,
For I will hay my self.

Bru. Caffius, be constant :
Popilius Læna speaks not of our purpose ;
For look he smiles, and Cæfar doth not change.

Caf. Trebonius knows his time'; for look you, Brutus,
He draws Mark Antony out of the way.

Dec. Where is Metellus Cimber ? let him go,
And presently prefer his suit to Cæfar.

Bru. He is addrest; press near, and second him.
Cin. Casca, you are the first that rear your hand.

Cæs. Are we all ready? what is now amiss,
Erst That Cæfar and his Senate must redress ?

Met. Most high, moft mighty, and most puissant Cæfar,
Metellus Cimber throws before thy feat [Kneeling
An humble heart.

Cæf. I must prevent thee, Cimber ;
A These crouchings and these lowly curtefies

Might fire the blood of ordinary men,
And turn pre-ordinance and first decree
Into the lane of children. Be not fond,

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