Where I have took them up. "Shall Rome, etc." Thus must I piece it out : 50 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. 66 Speak, strike, redress!" Am I entreated To speak and strike? O Rome, I make thee promise; Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus! Re-enter LUCIUS. Luc. Sir, March is wasted fifteen days. [Knocking within. 60 [Exit Lucius. Bru. 'Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks. Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Re-enter LUCIUS. Luc. Sir, 't is your brother Cassius at the door, Who doth desire to see you. Bru. 70 Is he alone? Do you know them? Luc. No, sir, there are moe with him. 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." They are the faction. O conspiracy, Sham'st thou to show thy dang'rous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough [Exit Lucius. To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy; For if thou hath thy native semblance on, So 59 fifteen days. So the folio, which Theobald, who has been followed hitherto, changed to "fourteen days," because "this was the dawn of the 15th (the Ides › which is true; but the error, like many others in these plays, is S.'s. See the note on "the first of March," line 40. 68 The Genius, etc. the controlling part of man, the rational soul and the bodily powers which are its instruments. 72 moe more. 73 their hats are pluck'd, etc. S. here gives to Romans of the time of Julius Cæsar the costume of Englishmen in the reign of Elizabeth. Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention. Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBO NIUS. Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest: Good morrow, Brutus; do we trouble you? Bru. I have been up this hour, awake all night. Cas. Yes, every man of them, and no man here Which every noble Roman bears of you. Bru. He is welcome hither. He is welcome too. Cas. This, Decius Brutus. Bru. Cas. This, Casca; this, Cinna; and this, Metellus Cimber. Bru. They are all welcome. What watchful cares do interpose themselves Betwixt your eyes and night? Cas. Shall I entreat a word? 90 99 [Brutus and Cassius whisper. Dec. Here lies the east: doth not the day break here? Cin. O, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon gray That fret the clouds are messengers of day. lines Casca. You shall confess that you are both deceiv'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 north Bru. Give me your hands all over, one by one. Bru. No, not an oath: if not the face of men, The melting spirits of women, then, countrymen, Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word, ΙΙΟ 120 And will not palter? and what other oath Nor th' insuppressive mettle of our spirits, If he do break the smallest particle Of any promise that hath pass'd from him. Cas. But what of Cicero? shall we sound him? I think he will stand very strong with us. No, by no means. Met. O, let us have him, for his silver hairs And buy men's voices to commend our deeds: Bru. O, name him not let us not break with him ; That other men begin. Cas. Then leave him out. Casca. Indeed he is not fit. Dec. Shall no man else be touch'd but only Cæsar? Cas. Decius, well urg'd: I think it is not meet, Mark Antony, so well belov'd of Cæsar, Should outlive Cæsar: we shall find of him A shrewd contriver; and, you know, his means, If he improve them, may well stretch so far As to annoy us all which to prevent, Let Antony and Cæsar fall together. Bru. Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius, To cut the head off and then hack the limbs, For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar : Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius. 129 cautelous wily, crafty, exceedingly cautious. 131 That welcome wrongs as welcome wrongs: the converse of the use of " "that." 100 break with him 164 envy afterwards open our secret to him, we still say, to break bad news. We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar; Cas. If he love Cæsar, all that he can do Is to himself, take thought and die for Cæsar: Treb. There is no fear in him; let him not die; Cas. 170 180 190 [Clock strikes. The clock hath stricken three. But it is doubtful yet, Treb. "T is time to part. Dec. Never fear that: if he be so resolv'd, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear 192 The clock hath stricken. A great but unimportant anachronism. 197 ceremonies religious ceremonies. 200 204 That unicorns, etc. It was belived that unicorns were captured by leading them to chase a man, who sprang behind a tree when the monster was in full career, leaving the unicorn to thrust his horn so far into the tree that he could neither escape nor defend himself; also that bears would stand still and be shot while they looked at themselves in mirrors. Elephants are taken in pitfalls. And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, For I can give his humour the true bent, Cas. Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him. Bru. Now, good Metellus, go along by him: Cas. The morning comes upon 's: we'll leave you, Brutus. And, friends, disperse yourselves; but all remember What you have said, and show yourselves true Romans. Boy! Lucius ! Fast asleep? It is no matter; Por. Enter PORTIA. 210 220 [Exeunt all but Brutus, Brutus, my lord! Bru. Portia, what mean you? wherefore rise you now? It is not for your health thus to commit Your weak condition to the raw cold morning. Por. Nor for yours neither. You've ungently, Brutus, Stole from my bed and yesternight, at supper, You suddenly arose, and walk'd about, Musing and sighing, with your arms across, I urg'd you further; then you scratch'd your head, 230 240 |