Have you not made an universal shout, Made in her concave shores? And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now strew flowers in his way, Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, That needs must light on this ingratitude. Flav. Go, go, good countrymen; and for this fault Assemble all the poor men of your sort: Draw them to Tyber banks, and weep your tears Into the channel, till the lowest stream Do kiss the most exalted shores of all. [Exeunt Citizens. See, whe'r their basest metal be not mov'd; You know, it is the feast of Lupercal. Flav. It is no matter; let no images [Exeunt. * See, WHE'R-] Printed where in the old copies, to indicate that it was to be considered a monosyllable. See Vol. ii. p. 149; and Vol. v. p. 173. The folio, 1623, is by no means uniform in this practice. SCENE II. The Same. A public Place. Enter, in Procession, with Music, CÆSAR; ANTONY, for the course; CALPHURNIA, PORTIA, DECIUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and CASCA; a great Crowd following, among them a Soothsayer. Cæs. Calphurnia, — Cas. Cal. Here, my lord. Peace, ho! Cæsar speaks. [Music ceases. Calphurnia, Cæs. Stand you directly in Antonius' way, When he doth run his course. - Antonius. Ant. Cæsar, my lord. Cas. Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, To touch Calphurnia; for our elders say, Shake off their steril curse. Ant. I shall remember: When Cæsar says, "Do this," it is perform'd. Cas. Ha! Who calls? [Music. Casca. Bid every noise be still.-Peace yet again! [Music ceases. Cæs. Who is it in the press that calls on me? I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music, 5 Cas. What man is that? - with Music,] In the old copies nothing is said about music; but from what follows it is evidently necessary. Bru. A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March. Cæs. Set him before me; let me see his face. Cas. Fellow, come from the throng: look upon Cæsar. Cæs. What say'st thou to me now? Speak once again. Sooth. Beware the ides of March. Cæs. He is a dreamer; let us leave him :-pass. [Sennet. Exeunt all but BRU. and Cas. Cas. Will you go see the order of the course ? Cas. I pray you, do. Bru. I am not gamesome: I do lack some part Of that quick spirit that is in Antony. Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires; I'll leave you. Cas. Brutus, I do observe you now of late : Over your friend that loves you. Bru. Cassius, Be not deceiv'd: if I have veil'd my look, Which give some soil, perhaps, to my behaviours; Cas. Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion; By means whereof, this breast of mine hath buried Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations. Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face? But by reflection, by some other things. Cas. 'Tis just; And it is very much lamented, Brutus, Bru. Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius, Cas. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepar'd to hear: That of yourself, which you yet know not of. [Flourish, and Shout. Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear, the people Choose Cæsar for their king. Ay, do you fear it? Then, must I think you would not have it so. 6 a common LAUGHER,] Old copies, laughter. Corrected by Pope. 7 To every new protester ;] i. e. says Johnson, To invite every new protester to my affection by the stale or allurement of customary oaths. Bru. I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well. But wherefore do you hold me here so long? Cas. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus, Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder Is now become a god; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body, |