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Luc. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their

And half their faces buried in their cloaks.
That by no means I may discover them
By any mark of favour*.

Let them enter.

[Erit Lucius.
They are the faction. O conspiracy!
Shain'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night,
When evils are most free? O, then, by day,
Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough
To mark thy monstrous visage ? Seek none, conspi.

Hide it in smiles, and affability:
For if thou path thy native semblance ont,
Not Erebus f itself were dim enough
To hide thee from prevention.

Enter Cassius, Casca, Decius, Cinna, Metellus Cim

ber, and Trebonius. Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest: Good morrow, Brutus; Do we trouble you?

Bru. I have been up this hour; awake, all night.. Know I these men, that come along with you?

Cas. Yes, every man of them; and no man here,
But honours you: and every one doth wish,
You had but that opinion of yourself,
Which every noble Roman bears of you.
This is Trebonius.

He is welcome hither.
Cas. This, Decius Brutus.

He is welcome too,
Cus. This, Casca; this, Cinua;
And this, Metellus Cinaber.

They are all welcome, What watchful cares do interpose themselves Betwixt your eyes and night?

* Countenance.


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Cas. Shall I entreat a word? (They whisper. Dec. Here lies the east: Doth not the day break

here? Casca. No.

Cin. 0, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon grey lines, That fret the clouds, are messengers of day. Casca. You shall confess, that you are both de

ceiv'd. Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises; Which is a great way growing on the south, Weighiog the youthful season of the year. Some two months hence, up higher toward the

north He first presents his fire; and the high east Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.

Bru. Give me your hands all over, one by one. Cas. And let ns swear our resolutiou.

Bru. No, not an oath: If not the face* of men, The sufferance of our souls, the time's abuse, If these be motives weak, break off betines, And every man hence to his idle bed ; So let high-sighted tyranny range on, Till each man drop by lotteryt. But if these, As I am sure they do, bear fire enough To kindle cowards, and to steel with valour The melting spirits of women; then, countrymen, What need we any spur, but our own cause, To prick us to redress? what other bond, Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word, And will not palter ? and what other oath, Than honesty to honesty engag'd, That this shall be, or we will fall for it? Swear priests, and cowards, and men cautelousy, Old feeble carrions, and such suffering souls That welcome wrongs ; unto bad causes swear Such creatures as men doubt: but do not stain The even virtue of our enterprise,

+ Lot.

* Perhaps Shakspeare wrote faith.

Prevaricate. · Cautious. VOL. VII.

Nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirits,
To think, that, or our cause, or our performance,
Did need an oatlı; when every drop of blood,
That every Roman bears, and nobly bears,
Is guilty of a several bastardy,
If he do break the smallest particle
Of any promise that hath pass'd from him.

Cas. But what of Cicero? Shall we sound him? I think, he will stand very strong with us.

Cusca. Let us not leave him out.

No, by no means.
Met. O let us have him ; for his silver hairs
Will purchase us a good opinion",
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds:
It shall be said, his judgement rul'd our hands ;
Our youths, and wildness, shall no whit appear,
But all be buried in his gravity.
Bru. 0, name hini not; let us not break t with

him ;
For he will never follow any thing
That other men begin.

Then leave him out.
Casca. Indeed, he is not fit.
Dec. Shall no man else be touch'd, but only

Cas. Decius, well urg'd:- I think it is not meet,
Mark Antony, so well belov'd of Cæsar,
Should outlive Cæsar: We shall find of him
A shrewd contriver; and, you know, his means,
If he improves them, may well stretch so far,
As to annoy us all: which to prevent,
Let Antony, and Cæsar, fall together.
Bru. Our course will seem too bloody, Caius

To cut the head off, and then hack the limbs;
Like wrath in death, and envy # afterwards :

* Character.
it Let us not break the matter to him.

I Malice.

For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar.
Let us be sacrificers, but no butchers, Caius.
We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar;
And in the spirit of men there is no blood :
0, that we they could come by Cæsar's spirit,
And not disinember Cæsar! But, alas,
Cæsar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends,
Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully;
Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
Not hew him as a carcase fit for hounds:
And let our hearts, as subtle masters do,
Stir up their servants to an act of rage,
And after seem to chide them. This shall make
Our purpose necessary, and not envious:
Which so appearing to the common eyes,
We shall be call'd purgers, not murderers.
And for Mark Antony, think not of him;
For he can do no more than Cæsar's arm,
When Cæsar's head is off.

Yet I do fear him:
For in the ingrafted love he bears to Cæsar,-

Bru. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of him: If he love Cæsar, all that he can do Is to himself; take thought, and die for Cæsar: And that were much he should; for he is given To sports, to wildness, and much company.

Treb. There is no fear in him; let him not die; For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter.

[Clock strikes. Bru. Peace, count the clock. Cas.

The clock hath stricken three. Treb. 'Tis time to part. Cas,

But it is doubtful yet, Whe'r. Cæsar will come forth to-day, or no: For be is superstitious grown of late; Quite from the main opinion he held once Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies t: It may be, these apparent prodigies,

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+ Omens at sacrifices.

The unaccustom'd terror of this night,
And the persuasion of his augurers*,
May hold him from the Capitol to-day.

Dec. Never fear that: If he be so resolv'd,
I can o'ersway him : for he loves to hear,
That unicorns may be betray'd with trees,
And bears with glasses, elephants with holes,
Lions with toils, and men with flatterers;
But, when I tell him, he hates flatterers,
He says, he does; being then most flattered.
Let me work:
For I can give this humour the true bent;
And I will bring him to the Capitol.

Cas. Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him.
Bru. By the eighth hour: Is that the uttermost?
Cin. Be that the uttermost, and fail not then.

Met. Caius Ligarius doth bear Cæsar hard, Who rated him for speaking well of Pompey; I wonder, none of you have thought of him.

Bru. Now, good Metellus, go along by him t: He loves me well, and I have given him reasons ; Send bim but hither, and I'll fashion him. Cas. The morning comes upon us : We'll leave

you, Brutus ;And, friends, disperse yourselves : but all remember What you have said, and show yourselves true Ro.

mans. Bru. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily; Let not our looks put on our purposes ; But bear it as our Roman actors do, With untir'd spirits, and formal constancy: And so, good-morrow to you every one.

[Exeunt all but Brutus. Boy! Lucius !-Fast asleep? It is no matter; Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber: Thou hast po figures g, nor no fantasies,

* Prognosticators. + By his house.

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