SCENE III. The same.

A Street.

Enter Cinna, the Poet.
Cinna. I dreamed to-night, that I did feast with

And things unluckily charge my fantasy.'
I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.

Enter Citizens.
1 Cit. What is your name?
2 Cit. Whither are you going ?
3 Cit. Where do you dwell ?
4 Cit. Are you a married man, or a bachelor ?
2 Cit. Answer every man directly.
1 Cit. Ay, and briefly.
4 Cit. Ay, and wisely.
3 Cit. Ay, and truly, you were best.
Cin. What is my name? Whither am

Whither am I going ? Where do I dwell ? Am I a married man, or a bachelor? Then to answer every man directly, and briefly, wisely, and truly. Wisely I say, I am a bachelor.

Cit. That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry.—You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly

Cin. Directly, I am going to Cæsar's funeral. 1 Cit. As a friend, or an enemy? Cin. As a friend. 2 Cit. That matter is answered directly. 4 Cit. For your dwelling,—briefly. Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. 3 Cit. Your name, sir, truly. Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna. 1 Cit. Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.

4 Cit. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

1 i. e. circumstances oppress my fancy with an ill-omened weight.

2 Cit. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.

3 Cit. Tear him, tear him. Come, brands, ho! firebrands. To Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all.—Some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius'. Away; go.



SCENE I. The same. A Room in Antony's


ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table. Ant. These many then shall die; their names are

pricked. Oct. Your brother too must die ; consent you, Lep

idus ? Lep. I do consent. Oct.

Prick him down, Antony. Lep. Upon condition Publius ? shall not live, Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.

Ant. He shall not live ; look, with a spot I damn him.
But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house ;
Fetch the will hither, and we will determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

Lep. What, shall I find

Or here, or at The Capitol.

[Exit LEPIDUS. Ant. This is a slight, unmeritable man, Meet to be sent on errands. Is it fit,

you here?

1 The place of this scene, here inserted by Malone, is not marked in the old copy. It appears from Plutarch and Appian, that these triumvirs met, upon the proscription, in a little island near Mutina, upon the river Lavinius. Shakspeare, however, apparently meant the scene to be at Rome.

2 Lucius, not Publius, was the person meant, who was uncle by the mother's side to Mark Antony.

3 i. e. condemn him.

You may


The threefold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?


you thought him; And took his voice who should be pricked to die, In our black sentence and proscription.

Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you ; And though we lay these honors on this man, To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, To groan and sweat under the business, Either led or driven, as we point the way; And having brought our treasure where we will, Then take we down his load, and turn him off, Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears, And graze

in commons. Oct.


your But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and, for that,
I do appoint him store of provender.
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on ;
His corporal motion governed by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;
He must be taught, and trained, and bid

A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds
On objects, arts, and imitations ;
Which, out of use, and staled by other men,
Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him,
But as a property. And now, Octavius,
Listen great things.—Brutus and Cassius
Are levying powers; we must straight make head.
Therefore let our alliance be combined,
Our best friends made, and our best means stretched

out, 1 i. e. as a thing quite at our disposal, and to be treated as we please. 2 The old copy gives this line imperfectly :

“ Our best friends made, our means stretched.” Malone supplied it thus :

“Our best friends made, our means stretched to the utmost.” The reading of the text is that of the second folio edition, which is sufficiently perspicuous.


And let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclosed,
And open perils surest answered.

Oct. Let us do so; for we are at the stake,
And bayed about with many enemies;
And some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs.


SCENE II. Before Brutus’ Tent, in the Camp near


Drum. Enter Brutus, Lucilius, Lucius, and Soldiers.

TITINIUS and PINDARUS meeting them.
Bru. Stand, ho!
Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand.
Bru. What now, Lucilius ? is Cassius near?

Luc. He is at hand; and Pindarus is come
To do you salutation from his master.

[PINDARUS gives a letter to BRUTUS. Bru. He greets me well.—Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone ; but, if he be at hand, I shall be satisfied. Pin.

I do not doubt, But that


noble master will appear Such as he is, full of regard and honor.

Bru. He is not doubted.—A word, Lucilius; How he received you, let me be resolved.

Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough; But not with such familiar instances,

1 It having been thought that alteration was requisite in this line, it may be as well to observe Brutus charges both Cassius and his officer, Lucius Pella, with corruption; and he says to Lucilius, when he hears how he had been received by Cassius :

“ Thou hast described

A hot friend cooling." This is the change which Brutus complains of. VOL. VI.


Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath used of old.

Thou hast described
A hot friend cooling; ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle ;
But when they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?

Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be quartered;
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius.

[March within. Bru.

Hark, he is arrived ;March gently on to meet him.

Enter Cassius and Soldiers.

Cas. Stand, ho!
Bru. Stand, ho! Speak the word along.
Within. Stand.
Within. Stand.
Within. Stand.
Cas. Most noble brother, you have done me wrong:

Bru. Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies? And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?

Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs;
And when you do them-

Cassius, be content,
Speak your griefs softly,—I do know you well.—
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

Bid our commanders lead their charges off
A little from this ground.

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