And I will strive with things impossible; Yea, get the better of them. What's to do? Bru. A piece of work that will make sick men whole. I shall unfold to thee, as we are going, To whom it must be done. Lig. Set on your foot; And, with a heart new-fired, I follow you, Bru. Follow me then. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same. A Room in CESAR'S Palace. Thunder and lightning. Enter CÆSAR, in his night-gown. Cas. Nor heaven, nor earth, have been at peace to-night: Thrice hath Calphurnia in her sleep cried out, Help, ho! they murder Cæsar !-Who's within ? Serv. My lord? Enter a SERVANT. Cas. Go bid the priests do present sacrifice, And bring me their opinions of success. Serv. I will, my lord. Enter CALPHURNIA. [Exit. Cal. What mean you, Cæsar? Think you to walk forth? You shall not stir out of your house to-day. Cas. Cæsar shall forth: The things that threatened me, Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall see The face of Cæsar, they are vanished. Cal. Cæsar, I never stood on ceremonies,* And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their dead: The noise of battle hurtled+ in the air, Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan; And ghosts did shriek, and squeal about the streets, Cas. What can be avoided, Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods? Yet Cæsar shall go forth: for these predictions Are to the world in general, as to Cæsar. Cal. When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. Cas. Cowards die many times before their deaths; * Never paid regard to omens. † Clashed The valiant never taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Will come, when it will come. Re-enter a SERVANT. What say the augurers? Serv. They will not have you to stir forth to-day. Plucking the entrails of an offering forth, They could not find a heart within the beast. Cal. Alas, my lord, Your wisdom is consumed in confidence. Do not go forth to-day: Call it my fear, That keeps you in the house, and not your own. Cas. Mark Antony shall say, I am not well; Enter DECIUS. Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so. Dec. Cæsar, all hail! Good morrow, worthy Cæsar : I come to fetch you to the senate-house. Cas. And you are come in very happy time To bear my greeting to the senators, And tell them, that I will not come to-day: Cas. Shall Cæsar send a lie ? Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far To be afeard to tell grey-beards the truth? Decius, go tell them, Cæsar will not come. Dec. Most mighty Cæsar, let me know some cause, Lest I be laugh'd at, when I tell them so. Cæs. The cause is in my will, I will not come; That is enough to satisfy the senate. But, for your private satisfaction, Because I love you, I will let you know. Came smiling, and did bathe their hands in it. Your statue spouting blood in many pipes, Cas. And this way have you well expounded it. Break up the senate till another time, When Casar's wife shall meet with better dreams. Lo, Casar is afraid? Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love And reason to my love is liable." you this; Cas. How foolish do your fears seem now, Calphurnia! I am ashamed I did yield to them. Give me my robe, for I will go : Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA, And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Pub. Good morrow, Cæsar. Cas. Welcome, Publius. What Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too ?- Cæsar was ne'er so much your enemy, As that same ague which hath made you lean.- Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight. Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. Enter ANTONY. See! Antony, that revels long o'nights, Is, notwithstanding, up : Good morrow, Antony. Ant. So to most noble Cæsar. Cas. Bid them prepare within: I am to blame to be thus waited for. Now, Cinna:-Now, Metellus :-What, Trebonius! * Subordinate. Remember that you call on me to-day: Be near me, that I may remember you. Treb. Cæsar, I will:-and so near will I be, That your best friends shall wish I had been farther. Cas. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me; And we, like friends, will straightway go together. [Aside. [Exeunt. * The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon! SCENE III-The same. A street near the Capitol. Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a Paper. Art. Cæsar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius; come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent against Cæsar. If thou be'st not immortal, look about you: Security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee! Thy lover, t Artemidorus. Here will I stand, till Cæsar pass along, And as a suitor will I give him this. My heart laments, that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation. ‡ If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou may'st live; If not, the fates with traitors do contrive. [Exit. SCENE IV-The same. Another part of the same street before the house of Brutus. Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS. Por. I pr'ythee, boy, run to the senate-house ; Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone : Why dost thou stay? Luc. To know my errand, madam. Por. I would have had thee there, and here again, Ere I can tell thee what thou should'st do there. O constancy, be strong upon my side! Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. How hard it is for women to keep counsel ! Art thou here yet? Luc. Madam, what should I do? Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? And so return to you, and nothing else? Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well, For he went sickly forth: And take good note, What Cæsar doth, what suitors press to him. Hark, boy! what noise is that? Luc. I hear none, madam. Por. Pr'ythee, listen well; I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray, And the wind brings it from the Capitol. Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. Enter SOOTHSAYER. Por. Come hither, fellow; Sooth. At mine own house, good lady. Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady. Sooth. Madam, not yet; I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol. Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou not? To be so good to Cæsar as to hear me, I shall beseech him to befriend himself. Por. Why, knowest thou any harm's intended towards him? Sooth. None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance. Good-morrow to you. Here the street narrow: The throng that follows Cæsar at the heels, Por. I must go in.-Ah me! how weak a thing ACT III. [Exit. [Exeunt. SCENE I-The same. The Capitol; the Senate sitting. A Crowd of People in the Street leading to the Capitol; among them ARTEMIDORUS, and the SOOTHSAYER. Flourish. Enter CESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS, METELLUS, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others. Cas. The ides of March are come. Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read, At your best leisure, this, his humble suit. Art. O, Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a suit Cas. What touches us ourself, shall be last served. Pub. Sirrah, give place. |