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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. Bru. .
Do you know them? Luc. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their
Let them enter.
[Exit LUCIUS. They are the faction. O conspiracy ! Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then, by day, Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspi
CIMBER, and TREBONIUS.
Bru. I have been up this hour; awake, all night. Know I these men, that come along with you?
any mark of favour.] Any distinction of countenance. 9 For if thou path, thy native semblance on,] If thou walk in thy true form.
Cas. Yes, every man of them; and no man here,
He is welcome hither.
He is welcome too.
They are all welcome. What watchful cares do interpose themselves Betwixt your eyes and night?
Cas. Shall I entreat a word ? [They whisper. Dec. Here lies the east: Doth not the day break
here? Casca. No.
Cin. O, pardon, sir, it doth ; and yon grey lines, That fret the clouds, are messengers of day. Casca. You shall confess, that you are both de
ceiv'd. Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises ; Which is a great way growing on the south, Weighing the youthful season of the year. Some two months hence, up higher toward the
Bru. Give me your hands all over, one by one.
No, not an oath: If not the face of men, &c.] Dr. Warburton would read fate of men ; but his elaborate emendation is, I think, erroneous. The face of men is the countenance, the regard, the esteem of the publick; in other terms, honour and reputation; or the face of men may mean the dejected look of the people.
The sufferance of our souls, the time's abuse,
Cas. But what of Cicero? Shall we sound him? I think, he will stand very strong with us.
Casca. Let us not leave him out.
No, by no means.
2 Till each man drop by lottery.] Perhaps the poet alluded to the custom of decimation, i. e. the selection by lot of every tenth soldier, in a general mutiny, for punishment.
3 And will not palter?] And will not shuffle or fly from his engagements.
cautelous,] Is here cautious, sometimes insidious. s The even virtue of our enterprize,] The calm, equable, teniperate spirit that actuates us.
Met. O let us have him ; for his silver hairs
Bru. O, name him not; let us not break with
For he will never follow any thing
Then leave him out.
- opinion,] i. e. character.
and envy afterwards :) Envy is here, as almost always in Shakspeare's plays, malice.
Not hew him as a carcase fit for hounds :
Yet I do fear him :
Brú. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of him: If he love Cæsar, all that he can do Is to himself; take thought, and die for Cæsar : And that were much he should; for he is given To sports, to wildness, and much company.'
Treb. There is no fear in him ; let him not die ; For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter.
[Clock strikes. Bru. Peace, count the clock. Cas.
The clock hath stricken three. Treb. "Tis time to part. Cas.
But it is doubtful yet, Whe'r Cæsar will come forth to-day, or no: For he is superstitious grown of late ; Quite from the main opinion he held once Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies :' It may be, these apparent prodigies, The unaccustom'd terror of this night,
Take thought,] That is, turn melancholy.
company.] Company is here used in a disreputable sense. Quite from the main opinion he held once
Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies :) Main opinion, is nothing more than leading, fixed, predominant opinion. Fantasy was in our author's time commonly used for imagination. Certid monies means omens or signs deduced from sacrifices, or other ceremonial rites.