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 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. 2 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. Cin. I am not Cinna the conspirator. 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! [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I. The Same. A Room in ANTONY'S House. ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a Table. Ant. These many, then, shall die; their names are prick'd. Oct. Your brother, too, must die: consent you, Le 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 you here? Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man, Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit, [Exit LEPIDUS. The threefold world divided, he should stand So Oct. Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you : Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears, Oct. You may do your will; But he's a tried and valiant soldier. Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and for that It is a creature that I teach to fight, He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth: On objects, arts, and imitations, Which, out of use and stal'd by other men, Are levying powers: we must straight make head; Our best friends made, and our best means stretch'd out3; And let us presently go sit in council, How covert matters may be best disclos'd, And open perils surest answered. Oct. Let us do so, for we are at the stake, And bay'd about with many enemies; And some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear, [Exeunt. 3 Our best friends made, and our BEST means stretch'd OUT;] This is the line as it stands in the folio, 1632: in the folio, 1623, it is left imperfect-" Our best friends made, our means stretch'd." This is one of the cases in which the second folio comes in aid of the defects of the first. Malone thus pieced out the line, "Our best friends made, our means stretch'd to the utmost," which is not only a bad verse, but is supported by no authority. VOL. VII. F SCENE II. Before BRUTUS' Tent, in the Camp near Sardis. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and Soldiers: TITINIUS and PINDARUS meet them. Bru. Stand, ho! Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand. Bru. What now, Lucilius? is Cassius near? 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 But that my noble master will appear Bru. He is not doubted.-A word, Lucilius : Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough; Nor with such free and friendly conference, Bru. A hot friend cooling. Thou hast describ'd Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay, It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades, Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd: The greater part, the horse in general, Are come with Cassius. Bru. [March within. Hark! he is arriv'd. 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 Bru. Cassius, be content, Speak your griefs softly; I do know you well. Which should perceive nothing but love from us, Cas. Pindarus, Bid our commanders lead their charges off A little from this ground. Bru. Lucilius, do you the like; and let no man Come to our tent, till we have done our conference. Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door. [Exeunt. |