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So oft as that shall be,
Dec. What, shall we forth?
Ay, every man away:
Enter a Servant.
A friend of Antony's. Serv. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me kneel; "hus did Mark Antony bid me fall down; Ind, being prostrate, thus he bade me say: Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; Cæsar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving: Say I lov'd Brutus, and I honour him; ay I fear'd Cæsar, honour'd him, and lov'd him, f Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him, and be resolv'd low Cæsar hath desery'd to lie in death, Tark Antony shall not love Cæsar dead lo well as Brutus living; but will follow 'he fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus "horough the hazards of this untrod state Vith all true faith. So says my master Antony.
Bru. Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman:
I'll fetch him presently.
Cas. I wish we may: but yet have I a mind
Welcome, Mark Antony. Ant. O mighty Cæsar! dost thou lie so low? Ire all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure?-Fare thee well.: know not, gentlemen, what you intend, Who else must be let blood, who else is rank: f I myself, there is no hour so fit
laye him well to es
As Cæsar's death's hour; nor no instrument
Bru. O Antony! beg not your death of us.
Cas. Your voice shall be as strong as any man's
Bru. Only be patient till we have appeas'd
I doubt not of your wisdom.
ost noble! in the presence of thy corse?
Pardon me, Caius Cassius: . he enemies of Cæsar shall say this; hen in a friend it is cold modesty. Cas. I blame you not for praising Cæsar so; ut what compact mean you to have with us? 'ill you be prick'd in number of our friends ; r shall we on, and not depend on you?
Ant. Therefore I took your hands; but was, indeed, way'd from the point by looking down on Cæsar. riends am I with you all, and love you all; pon this hope, that you shall give me reasons hy and wherein Cæsar was dangerous. Bru. Or else were this a savage spectacle: ur reasons are so full of good regard hat were you, Antony, the son of Cæsar, ou should be satisfied. Ant.
That's all I seek:
Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.
Brutus, a word with you. ou know not what you do: do not consent [A side to BRU. hat Antony speak in his funeral: , now you how much the people may be mov'd y that which he will utter? Bru.
By your pardon ;will myself into the pulpit first, .nd show the reason of our Cæsar's death: Vhat Antony shall speak, I will protest [e speaks by leave and by permission; nd that we are contented Cæsar shall
Have all true rites and lawful ceremonies.
Cas. I know not what may fall; I like it not.
Bru. Mark Antony, here, take you Cæsar's body.
Be it so;
[Exeunt all but ANTONY.
Enter a Servant.
Serv. I do, Mark Antony.
Serv. He did receive his letters, and is coming;
[Seeing the body. Ant. Thy heart is big, get thee apart and weep.
'assion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes, eeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, egan to water. Is thy master coming? Serv. He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome. Ant. Post back with speed, and tell him what bath
chanc'd: [ere is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome, To Rome of safety for Octavius yet; lie hence and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile; 'hou shalt not back till I have borne this corse nto the market-place: there shall I try, n my oration, how the people take The cruel issue of these bloody men; According to the which thou shalt discourse So young Octavius of the state of things. end me your hand.
[Esceunt with CÆSAR's body.
SCENE II.-- ROME. The Forum.
Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, friends. -
1 Cit. I will hear Brutus speak.
2 Cit. I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons, When severally we hear them rendered.
[Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens. BRUTUS
goes into the Rostrum. 3 Cit. The noble Brutus is ascended : silence!
Bru. Be patient till the last. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; ind be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Cæsar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer,—Not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, and die