Imatges de pÓgina

Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.

Caf. Brutus, a word with you,
You know not what you do ; do not consent, [Aside.
That Antony speak in his funeral :
Know you, how much the People may be moy'd
By that which he will uiter?

Bru. By your pardon,
I will myself into the Pulpit first,
And shew the reason of our Cesar's death.
What Antony shall speak, I will protest
He speaks by leave, and by permission ;
And that we are contented, Cæsar shall
Have all due rites, and lawful ceremonies :
It Thall advantage more, than do us wrong.

Caf. I know not what may fall. I like it not.

Bru. Mark Antony, here. Take you Cæsar's body.
You shall not in your funeral speech blame us,
But speak all good you can devise of Cæfar,
And say, you do't by our permission,
Else shall you not have any hand at all
About his funeral. And you shall speak
In the same Pulpit whereto I am going,
After my speech is ended.

Ant. Be it fo ;
I do desire no more.
Bru. Prepare the body then, and follow us.

[Exeunt Conspirators.


Manet Antcny. Ant. O pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth! That I am meek and gentle with these butchers. Thou art the ruins of the noblest man, That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand, that shed this costly blood ! -in the tide of times.] That is, in the course of times.


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Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,
l'inicli, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,
To beg the voice and uttera:ce of my tongue,
A curle shall light ? upon the limbs of men;
Domestick fury, and fierce civil ftrife,
Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;
Blood and deftruéti n shall be so in use,
And dreaful objects so familiar,
That motners shall but smile, when they behold iníants quarter'd with the hands of war:
All pity choak'd with custom of fell deeds;
A à Calir's fpirit, ran_ing for revenge,
With até by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in thele confioes, with a Monarch's voice,

Cry Havock, and let nip the Dogs of war;
That this foul died shall smeli above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.

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8 Cry Havock,--] A learn “ folow fhall lose their horse & ed correspondent has informed " harneis : and the persones of me, chat, in the military opera " such as foloweth & escrien tions of old times, have.he was " Mal be under arrest of the the word by which declaration " Coneitable & Mareschall was made, that no quarter Tould warde unto tyme

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Enter Octavius's Servant.
You serve Oétavius Cæfar, do you not?

Serv. I do, Mark Antony.
Ant. Cesar did write for you to come to Rome.

Serv. He did receive his letters, and is coming ;
And bid me say to you by word of mouth
O Cæfar!

(Seeing the Body.
Ant. Thy heart is big, get thee apart and weep;
Passion I see is catching; for mine eyes,
Seeing those Beads of sorrow it and in thine,
Began to water. Is thy master coming ?

Serv. He lii s 10-night within seven leagues of Rome.
Ant. Poft back with speed, and tell him what hath

Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,
No Rome of safety for Octavius yet ;
Hie hence, and tell him 10. Yet stay a while ;
Thou shalt not back, 'till I have borne this corse
Into the market-place : there shall I cry
In my Oration, how the people take
The cruel issue of these loody men ;
According to the which, thou shalt discourse
To young Oet avius of the state of things.
-Lend me your hand. [Exeunt with Cæsar's body.

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Changes to the Forum.
Enter Brutus, and mounts the Roftra ; Caffius, with

Ibe Plebeians.
Pleb. E will be satisfied. Let us be satisfied.

Bru. Then follow me, and give me

audience, friends.
Cassius, go you into the other street,
And part the numbers.
Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;


We will be fatisfied. Let us be satisfied.

Those that will follow Cassius, go with him,
And publick reasons shall be rendered
Of Cæsar's death.

1 Pleb. I will hear Brutus speak.
2 Pleb. I will hear Callies, and compare their rea-

When fev'rally we hear them rendered.

(Exit Caflius, with some of the Plebeians. 3 Pleb. The noble Brutus is afcended : Glence ! Bru. Be patient 'till the last.

Romans, ' Countrymen, and Lovers! hear me for my cause; and be filent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say, that Brulus's love to Cæfar was no less than bis. If then that friend demand, why · Brutus rose against Cæfar, this is my Answer: Not that I lov’d Cefar less, but that I lov’d Rome more. Had

you rather Cesar were living, and dye all Naves; than that Cæfar were dead, to live all free men ? As Cafar lov'd me, I weep for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious, I new him. There are tears for his love, joy for his fortune, honour for his valour, and death for his ambition,

9 Countrymen, and Lovers ! &c. fimple, natural and easy: this is There is no where, in all Shuke- quaint. artificial, gingling, and speare's works, a sironger proof abounding with forced antitheof his not being what we call a fis's. In a word a brevity, thac fcholar, than this; or of his not for its false eloquence would have knowing any thing of the genius suited any character, and for its of learned antiquity. This speech good sense would have becorie of Brutus is wrote in imitation the greateit of our author's 'i e; of his famed laconic breviry, and but yet, in a ftile of declaiming, is very fine in its kind. But no that fits as ill upon Brut s as our more like that brevity, than his author's trowsers or collar-band times were like Brutus's. The would have done.

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Who is here so base, that would be a bond-man?
If any, speak; for him have I offended.
Who is here fo rude, that would not be a Roman?
If any, speak; for him have I offended.
Who is h-re fo vile, that will not love his Country?
If any, speak; for him have I offended.
I paule for a Reply.

oll. None, Brutus, none.
Bru. Then none have I offended.

I have done no more to Cæfar, than you shall do to Brutu'. The question of his death is inrolld in the Capitol ; his glory not extenuated, wherein he was, worthy; nor his offences enfurc'd, for which he fufc fered death.

Enter Mark Antony with Cæfar's body.
Here comes his body, mourn’d by Mark Antony; who,
though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the
benefic of his d;ing, a place in the Commonwealth;
as which of you thill not? With this I depart, that
as I few my best lover for the good of Rome; I have
the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my
Country to need my death.

All. Live, Bruius, live! live!
i Pleb. Bring him with triumph home unto his house,
2 Pl.b. Give him a ftatue with his Ancestors.
3 Pleb. Let him be Cafar.

4 Pleb. Cæsar's better Parts Shall be crown'd in Brutus.

i Pleb. We'll bring him to his house Wish shouts and clamours.

Bru. My Countrymen-
2 Pleb. Peace! filence! Brutus speaks.
i Pleb. Peace, ho !

Bru. Good Countrymen, let me depart alone,
And, for my fake, stay here with Antony ;
Do grace to Cæsar's corps, and grace his speech
Tending to Cæsar's Glories; which Mark Antony


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