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For tinctures, stains, relics, and cognizance.
Cæs. And this way have you well expounded it.
Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can say ; And know it now. The senate have concluded To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cæsar; If you
shall send them word you will not come, Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock Apt to be rendered, for some one to say, Break up the senate till another time, When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams. If Cæsar hide himself, shall they not whisper, Lo, Cæsar is afraid? Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love To your proceeding bids me tell you this; And reason to my love is liable.2 Cas. How foolish do your fears seem now, Cal
phurnia ! I am ashamed I did yield to them.Give me my robe, for I will go :
Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA,
TREBONIUS, and CINNA.
And look where Publius is come to fetch me.
Welcome, Publius.— What, Brutus, are you stirred so early too ? — Good morrow, Casca.—Caius Ligarius, Cæsar was ne'er so much your enemy, As that same ague which hath made you lean.-What is't o'clock ? Bru.
Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight. Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy.
1 At the execution of several of the ancient nobility, martyrs, &c., handkerchiefs were tinctured with their blood, and preserved as memorials.
2 “ And reason, or propriety of conduct and language, is subordinate to
See! Antony, that revels long o’nights,
So to most noble Cæsar.
[Aside. That your best friends shall wish I had been further.
Cæs. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine
And we, like friends, will straightway go together.
Bru. That every like is not the same, o Cæsar, The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon! [Exeunt.
SCENE III. The same.
A Street near the Capitol.
Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a paper.
Art. Cæsar, beware of Brutus ; take heed of Cassius; come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent against Cæsar. If thou be’st not immortal, look about you ; security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee? Thy lover,
ARTEMIDORUS. Here will I stand, till Cæsar pass along, And as a suitor will I give him this. My heart laments that virtue cannot live
Out of the teeth of emulation.
SCENE IV. The same. Another Part of the same
Street, before the House of Brutus.
Enter PORTIA and Lucius.
Por. I pr’ythee, boy, run to the senate-house ; Stay not to answer me,
gone. Why dost thou stay? Luc.
To know my errand, madam.
Madam, what should I do?
Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well,
Pr’ythee, listen well; I heard a bustling rumor, like a fray, And the wind brings it from the Capitol.
Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing.
Enter Soothsayer.S Por.
Come hither, fellow : Which way hast thou been?
1 Emulation is here used in its old sense of envious or factious rivalry. ? « The fates join with traitors in contriving thy destruction.” 3 Mr. Tyrwhitt says, “ The introduction of the soothsayer here is VOL. VI.
At miñe own house, good lady. Por. What is't o'clock? Sooth
About the ninth hour, lady. Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol ?
Sooth. Madam, not yet. I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol.
Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou not?
Sooth. That I have, lady; if it will please Cæsar To be so good to Cæsar, as to hear me, I shall beseech him to befriend himself. Por. Why, know'st thou any harm’s intended
towards him? Sooth. None that I know will be; much that I fear
Good morrow to you.
Here the street is narrow;
Por. I must go in.—Ah me! how weak a thing
unnecessary and improper. All that he is made to say should be given to Artemidorus; who is seen and accosted by Portia in his passage from his first stand to one more convenient."
1 These words Portia addresses to Lucius, to deceive him, by assigning a false cause for her present perturbation.
The Capitol; the Senate sitting
A crowd of people in the street leading to the Capitol ;
among them ARTEMIDORUS, and the Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CÆSAR,
Enter CÆSAR, BRUTUS, Cassius, CASCA, Decius, METELLUS, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others. Cæs. The ides of March are come. Sooth. Ay, Cæsar; but not gone. Art. Hail, Cæsar! Read this schedule.
Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o’er-read, At your best leisure, this his humble suit.
Art. O Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a suit
Ces. What touches us ourself, shall be last served.
Sirrah, give place.
Fare you well.
[ Advances to CÆSAR Bru. What said Popilius Lena?
Cas. He wished to-day our enterprise might thrive I fear our purpose is discovered.
Bru. Look, how he makes to Cæsar. Mark him.
Cas. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.-