As who goes farthest. There's a bargain made. Now know you, Casca, I have mov'd already And I do know, by this, they stay for me In favour's like the work' we have in hand, Enter CINNA. Casca. Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste. Cas. 'Tis Cinna, I do know him by his gait : He is a friend. --Cinna, where haste you so ? Cin. To find out you. Who's that? Metellus Cimber? Cas. No, it is Casca; one incorporate To our attempts. Am I not stay'd for, Cinna? Cin. I am glad on't. What a fearful night is this! There's two or three of us have seen strange sights. Cin. Yes, you are. O, Cassius! if you could but win the noble Brutus Cas. Be you content. Good Cinna, take this paper, Repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find us. 1 In FAVOUR's like the work-] i. e. In appearance, or, more strictly, in countenance, is like the work, &c. The folios all read, "Is favour's," for "In favour's." Is Decius Brutus, and Trebonius, there? Cin. All but Metellus Cimber, and he's gone [Exit CINNA. Come, Casca, you and I will, yet, ere day, Upon the next encounter, yields him ours. Casca. O! he sits high in all the people's hearts; And that which would appear offence in us, Will change to virtue, and to worthiness. Cas. Him, and his worth, and our great need of him, You have right well conceited. Let us go, For it is after midnight; and, ere day, We will awake him, and be sure of him. [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. The Same. BRUTUS's Orchard. Enter BRUTUS. Bru. What, Lucius! ho! I cannot, by the progress of the stars, Give guess how near to day.-Lucius, I say ! I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly. When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say: what, Lucius! Enter LUCIUS. Luc. Call'd you, my lord? Bru. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius: When it is lighted, come and call me here. Luc. I will, my lord. [Exit. } Bru. It must be by his death; and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd: How that might change his nature, there's the ques tion. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, Re-enter LUCIUS. Luc. The taper burneth in your closet, sir. [Giving him the Letter. Bru. Get you to bed again; it is not day. Is not to-morrow, boy, the ides of March2? 2 the IDES of March ?] All the folios read, "the first of March," a decided error, corrected by Theobald. ! Luc. I know not, sir. Bru. Look in the calendar, and bring me word. Bru. The exhalations, whizzing in the air, Give so much light that I may read by them. [Exit. [Opens the Letter, and reads. "Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake, and see thyself. "Shall Rome, &c." Thus must I piece it out; Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What! Rome? My ancestors did from the streets of Rome The Tarquin drive, when he was call'd a king. "Speak, strike, redress!"-Am I entreated To speak, and strike? O Rome! I make thee pro mise, If the redress will follow, thou receiv'st Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus ! Re-enter LUCIUS. Luc. Sir, March is wasted fourteen days3. [Knocking within. Bru. "Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks. Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar, Between the acting of a dreadful thing, 3 Sir, March is wasted FOURTEEN days.] "Fifteen days" in all editions before that of Theobald, who truly states that March was only wasted fourteen days, inasmuch as Lucius was speaking at the dawn of the fifteenth day. Are then in council; and the state of a man, The nature of an insurrection. Re-enter LUCIUS. Luc. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door, Who doth desire to see you. Bru. Is he alone? Luc. No, sir, there are more with him. Do you know them? Luc. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their ears, And half their faces buried in their cloaks, That by no means I may discover them By any mark of favour. Bru. Let them enter. [Erit LUCIUS. They are the faction. O conspiracy! Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, To mask thy monstrous visage? spiracy; Hide it in smiles, and affability: Seek none, con For if thou path, thy native semblance on, Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention. Enter CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS. Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest : Good morrow, Brutus; do we trouble you? 4 Sir, 'tis your BROTHER Cassius-] Cassius was brother to Brutus by reason of the marriage of the former with the sister of the latter. For if thou PATH,] This verb was in use for walk by Drayton, one of the best writers of his time. All the old editions concur in path;" but Southern, in his copy of the folio, 1685, has altered the word to put. Coleridge also, in his Lit. Rem. vol. ii. p. 140, would read put, being, as he states, not aware that any writer of Shakespeare's age had used " to path" in the sense of to walk, |