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Bru. Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of.-
Lig. Vouchsafe good morrow from a feeble tongue.
Lig. I am not sick, if Brutus have in hand
Bru. Such an exploit have I in hand, Ligarius, Had you a healthful ear to hear of it.
Lig. By all the gods that Romans bow before, I here discard my sickness. Soul of Rome! Brave son, deriv'd from honourable loins ! Thou, like an exorcist, has conjur'd up My mortified spirit. Now bid me run, And I will strive with things impossible; Yea, get the better of them. What's to do? Brú. A piece of work, that will make sick men
whole. Lig. But are not some whole, that we must make
Set on your foot;
Follow me then. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.—The same. A room in Cæsar's palace.
Thunder and lightning. Enter CÆSAR in his
night-gown. Cæs. 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 ?
[J. Cæs. 28]
Enter a Servant. • Serv. My lord ?
Cæs. Go bid the priests do present sacrifice,
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, Yet now they fright me. There is one within, Besides the things that we have heard and seen, Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch. A lioness hath whelped in the streets ; And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their dead : Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds, In ranks, and squadrons, and right form of war, Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol : 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. O Cæsar! these things are beyond all use, And I do fear them. Cas.
What can be avoided, Whose end is purpos’d 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.
Cæs. Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
1 i.e. clashed.
[J. Cæs. 29]
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Re-enter a Servant.
What say the augurers ?
Cæs. The gods do this in shame of cowardice:
Alas, my lord,
Cæs. Mark Antony shall say, I am not well;
Dec. Cæsar, all hail! Good morrow, worthy Cæsar: I come to fetch you to the senate-house.
Cæs. And you are come in very happy time,
Cal. Say, he is sick.
Shall Cæsar send a lie?
[J. Cæs. 30]
To be afeard to tell grey-beards the truth?
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;
Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted;
Cæs. And this way have you well expounded it.
Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can say: And know it now; The senate have concluded To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cæsar. If you shall send them word, you will not come, Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock Apt to be render'd, for some one to say, Break up the senate till another time, When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams. If Cæsar hide himself, shall they not whisper, Lo, Cæsar is afraid? Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love
· Handkerchiefs, or other linen, tinged with blood. [J. Cæs. 31]
2 c 2
To your proceeding bids me tell you this;
Cæs. How foolish do your fears seem now, Cal-
CASCA, TREBONLUS, and CINNA.
Pub. Good-morrow, Cæsar.
Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.
So to most noble Cæsar.
Treb. Cæsar, I will:- and so near will I be, [Aside. That your best friends shall wish I had been further. Cæs. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with
me; And we, like friends, will straightway go together.
Bru. That every like is not the same, o Cæsar, The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon! [Exeunt.