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Julius Cæsar a tragedy : as it is now acted at the Theatre Royal / written by William Shakespeare.; Julius Caesar
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Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.
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That could be mov'd to smile at any thing Such men as he be never at hearts ease Whiles they behold a greater then themselves And therefore are they very dangerous I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd Then what I fear for always I am Caesar Come on my right hand for this ear is deaf And tell me truly what thou think'st of him Sennit Exeunt Caesar and his Train Cask You pull'd me by the Cloak would you speak with me Bru. I Caska tell us what hath chanc'd to day That Caesar looks so sad Cask Why you were with him were you not Bru. I should not then ask Caska what had chanc'd Cask Why there was a Crown offer'd him and being offer'd him he put it by with the back of his hand thus and then the people fell a shouting Bru. What was the second noyse for Cask Why for that too Cassi They shouted thrice what was the last cry for Cask Why for that too Bru. Was the Crown offer'd him thrice Cask I marry was 't and he put it by thrice every time gentler then other and at every putting by mine honest Neighbours shouted Cassi Who offer'd him the Crown Cask Why Antony Bru. Tell us the manner of it gentle Caska Caska I can as well be hang'd as tell the manner of it It was meer Foolery I did not mark it I saw Mark Antony offer him a Crown yet 't was not a Crown neither 't was one of these Coronets and as I told you he put it by once but for all that to my thinking he would fain have had it Then he offered it to him again then he put it by again But to my thinking he was very loath to lay his fingers off it And then he offered it the third time he put it the third time by and still as he refus'd it the rabblement howted and clapp'd their chopt hands and threw up their sweaty Night-caps and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Caesars refus'd the Crown that it had almost choaked Caesar For he swounded and fell down at it And for my own part I durst not laugh for fear of opening my Lips and receiveing the bad Air. Cassi But soft I pray you what did Caesar swound Cask He fell down in the Market-place and foam'd at mouth and was speechless Bru. 'T is very like he hath the Falling-sickness Cassi No Caesar hath it not but you and I And honest Caska we have the Falling-sickness Cask I know not what you mean by that but I am sure Caesar fell down If the tag-rag people did not clap him and hiss him according as he pleas'd and displeas'd them as they use to do the Players in the Theatre I am no true man Bru. What said he when he came unto himself Cask Marry before he fell down when he perceiv'd the Common Herd was glad he refus'd the Crown he pluckt me ope his Doublet and offer'd them his Throat to cut and I had been a man of any Occupation if I would not have taken him at a word I would I might go to Hell among the Rogues and so he fell When he came to himself again he said If he had done or said any thing amiss he desir'd their Worships to think it was his infirmity Three or Four Wenches where I stood cryed Alass good Soul and forgave him with all their hearts But there 's no heed to be taken of them if Caesar had stab'd their Mothers they would have done no less Bru. And after that he came thus sad away Cask I. Cassi Did Cicero say any thing Cask I he spoke Greek Cassi To what effect Cask Nay and I tell you that I le ne're look you r'th ' face again But those that understood him smil'd at one another and shook their heads but for mine own part it was Greek to me I could tell you more news too Murrellus and Flavius for pulling Scarfs off Caesar Images are put to silence Fare you well There was more Foolery yet if I could remember it Cassi Will you supp with me to Night Caska Cask No I am promis'd forth Cassi Will you dine with me to morrow Cask I if I be alive and your mind hold and your Dinner worth the eating Cassi Good I will expect you Cask Do so farewell both Exit Brut. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be He was quick Mettle when he went to School Cassi So he is now in execution Of any bold or Noble Enterprize However he puts on this tardy form This Rudeness is a Sawce to his good Wit Which gives men stomack to disgest his words With better Appetite Brut. And so it is For this time I will leave you To morrow if you please to speak with me I will come home to you or if you will Come home to me and I will wait for you Cassi I will do so till then think of the World Exit Brutus Well Brutus thou art Noble yet I see Thy Honourable Mettle may be wrought From that it is dispos'd therefore it is meet That Noble minds keep ever with their likes For who so firm that cannot be seduc'd Caesar doth bear me hard but he loves Brutus If I were Brutus now and he were Cassius He should not humour me I will this Night In several Hands in at his Windows throw As if they came from several Citizens Writings all tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his Name wherein obscurely Caesars Ambition shall be glanced at And after this let Caesar seat him sure For we will shake him or worse days endure Exit Thunder and Lightning Enter Caska and Trebonius Treb. Good even Caska brought you Caesar home Why are you breathless and why stare you so Cask Are not you mov'd when all the sway of Earth Shakes like a thing unfirm O Cicero I have seen Tempests when the scolding Winds Have riv'd thy knotty Oaks I have seen Th' ambitious Ocean swell and rage and foam To be exalted with the threatning Clouds But never till to Night never till now Did I go through a Tempest-dropping-fire Either there is a Civil strife in Heaven Or else the World too sawcy with the Gods Incenses them to send destruction Treb. Why saw you any thing more wonderful Cask A common slave you know him well by sight Held up his left Hand which did flame and burn Like twenty Torches joyn'd and yet his Hand Not sensible of fire remain'd unscorch'd Besides I ha' not since put up my Sword Against the Capitol I met a Lyon Who glaz'd upon me and went surly by Without anoying me And there were drawn Upon a heap a hundred gastly Women Transform'd with their fear who swore they saw Men all in fire walk up and down the streets And yesterday the Bird of Night did sit Even at Noon-day upon the Market-place Howting and shreeking When these Prodigies Do so conjoyntly meet let not men say These are their Reasons they are Natural For I
believe they are portentous things Unto the Climate that they point upon Treb. Indeed it is a strange disposed time But men may construe things after their fashion Clean from the purpose of the things themselves Comes Caesar to the Capitol to morrow Cask He doth for he did bid Antonio Send word to you he would be there to morrow Treb. Good-night then Caska This disturbed Sky is not to walk in Cask Farewell Trebonius Exit Cicero Enter Cassius Cassi Who 's there Cask A Roman Cassi Caska by your Voyce Cask Your Ear is good Cassius what Night is this Cassi A very pleasing Night to honest men Cask Who ever knew the Heavens menace so Cassi Those that have known the Earth so full of faults For my part I have walk'd about the streets Submitting me unto the perilous Night And thus unbraced Caska as you see Have bar'd my Bosom to the Thunder-stone And when the cross blew Lightning seem'd to open The Breast of Heaven I did present my self Even in the aim and very flash of it Cask But wherefore did you so much tempt the Heavens It is the part of men to fear and tremble When the most mighty Gods by tokens send Such dreadful Heraulds to astonish us Cassi You are dull Caska And those sparks of Life that should be in a Roman You do want or else you use not You look pale and gaze and put on fear And cast your self in wonder To see the strange impatience of the Heavens But if you would consider the true cause Why all these Fires why all these gliding Ghosts Why Birds and Beasts from quality and kind Why old men Fools and Children calculate Why all these things change from their Ordinance Their Natures and pre-formed Faculties To monstrous quality why you shall find That Heaven hath infus'd them with these Spirits To make them Instruments of fear and warning Unto some monstrous State Now could I Caska name to thee a man Most like this dreadful Night That Thunders Lightens opens Graves and roars As doth the Lyon in the Capitol A man no mightier then thy self or me In personal action yet prodigious grown And fearfull as these strange eruptions are Cask 'T is Caesar that you mean Is it not Cassius Cassi Let it be who it is for Romans now Have Thewes and Limbs like to their Ancestors But woe the while our Fathers minds are dead And we are govern'd with our Mothers Spirits Our yoak and sufferance shew us Womanish Cask Indeed they say the Senators to morrow Mean to establish Caesar as a King And he shall wear his Crown by Sea and Land In every place save here in Italy Cassi I know where I will wear this Dagger then Cassius from Bondage will deliver Cassius Therein ye Gods you make the weak most strong Therein ye Gods you Tyrants do defeat Nor Stony Tower nor Walls of beaten Brass Nor air-less Dungeon nor strong Links of Iron Can be retentive to the strength of spirit But Life being weary of these worldly Barrs Never lacks power to dismiss it self If I know this know all the World besides That part of Tyranny that I do bear I can shake off at pleasure Thunder still Cask So can I So every Bond-man in his own hand bears The power to cancell his Captivity Cass And why should Caesar be a Tyrant then Poor man I know he would not be a Wolf But that he sees the Romans are but Sheep He were no Lyon were not Romans Hinds Those that with haste will make a mighty fire Begin it with weak Straws What trash is Rome What Rubbish and what Offal when it serves For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Caesar But oh Grief Where hast thou led me I perhaps speak this Before a willing Bond-man then I know My answer must be made But I am arm'd And dangers are to me indifferent Cask You speak to Caska and to such a man That is no flearing Tell-tale Hold my Hand Be factious for redress of all these Griefs And I will set this foot of mine as far As who goes farthest Cass There 's a Bargain made Now know you Caska I have mov'd already Some certain of the Noblest minded Romans To undergo with me an Enterprize Of Honourable dangerous consequence And I do know by this they stay for me In Pompeys Porch for now this fearful Night There is no stir or walking in the streets And the Complexion of the Element Is Favours like the Work we have in hand Most bloody fiery and most terrible Enter Cinna Caska Stand close a while for here comes one in haste Cass 'T is Cinna I do know him by his Gate He is a friend Cinna where haste you so Cinna To find out you Who 's that Metellus Cymber Cass No it is Caska one incorporate To our Attempts Am I not stay'd for Cinna Cinna I am glad on 't What a fearful Night is this There 's two or three of us have seen strange sights Cass Am I not stay'd for tell me Cinna Yes you are O Cassius If you could but win the Noble Brutus To our party Cassi Be you content Good Cinna take this Paper And look you lay it in the Pretors Chair Where Brutus may but find it and throw this In at his Window set this up with Wax Upon old Brutus Statue all this done Repair to Pompeys Porch where you shall find us Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there Cinna All but Metellus Cymber and he 's gone To seek you at your house Well I will hie And so bestow these Papers as you bad me Cassi That done repair to Pompeys Theatre Exit Cinna Come Caska you and I will yet ere day See Brutus at his house three parts of him Is ours already and the man entire Upon the next encounter yields him ours Cask O he sits high in all the Peoples hearts And that which would appear Offence in us His Countenance like richest Alchymie Will change to Vertue and to Worthiness Cassi Him and his worth and our great need of him You have right well conceited let us go For it is after Mid-night and ere day We will awake him and be sure of him Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter Brutus in his Orchard Brut. 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 Brut. Get me a Taper in my Study Lucius When it is lighted come and call me here Luc. I will my Lord. Exit Brut. 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 question It is the bright day that brings forth the Adder And that craves wary walking Crown him that And then I grant we put a Sting in