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And put on fear, and cast yourself in wonder,
Casca. Indeed, they say, the senators to-morrow Mean to establish Cæsar as a king: And he shall wear his crown by sea, and land, In every place, save here in Italy.
Cas. I know where I will wear this dagger then;
Why birds, and beasts, from quality and kind; &c.] That is, Why-they deviate from quality and nature.
.and children calculate;] Calculate here signifies to foretel or prophesy.
prodigious grown,] Prodigious is portentous. • Have thewes and limbs ---] Thewes is an obsolete word ima plying crves or muscular strength.
Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius:
So can I:
bondman in his own hand bears
Cas. And why should Cæsar be a tyrant then?
Casca. You speak to Casca; and to such a man,
There's a bargain made.
My answer must be made :] I shall be called to account, and must answer as for seditious words. Hold my hand:] Is the same as, Here's my
hand. 2 Be factious för redress -] Factious seems here to mean active.
Now know you, Casca, I have mov'd already
Casca. Stand close awhile, for here comes one in
haste. Cas. 'Tis Cinna, I do know him by his gait; He is a friend.-Cinna, where haste you
so: Cin.Tofindout you: Who's that? Metellus Cimber?
Cas. No, it is Casca; one incorporate
Cin. I am glad on't. What a fearful night is this? There's two or three of us have seen strange sights.
Cas. Am I not staid for, Cinna? Tell me.
Yes, You are.
O, Cassius, if you could but win The noble Brutus to our party
Cas. Be you content: Good Cinna, take this paper, And look you lay it in the prætor's chair, Where Brutus inay but find it; and throw this In at his window: set this up with wax Upon old Brutus' statue: all this done, Repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find us. Is Decius Brutus, and Trebonius, there? Cin. All but Metellus Cimber; and he's
gone To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie, And so bestow these papers as you bade me.
* Is favour'd, -) To favour is to resemble.
Cas. That done, repair to Pompey's theatre.
[Exit Cinna, Come, Casca, you and I will, yet, ere day, See Brutus at his house: three parts of him Is ours already; and the man entire, Upon the next encounter, yields him ours.
Casca. O, he sits high, in all the people's hearts: And that, which would appear offence in us, His countenance, like richest alchymy, Will change to virtue, and to worthiness. Cas. Him, and his worth, and our great need of
him, You have right well conceited. Let us go, For it is after midnight; and, ere day, We will awake him, and be sure of him. [Exeunt,
SCENE I. The same. Brutus's Orchard
Bru. What, Lucius! ho!
guess how near to day.-Lucius, I say ! I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly. When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say: What Lucius!
Enter Lucius. Luc. Call’d you, my lord?
Bru. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius: When it is lighted, coine and call me here. Luc. I will, my lord.
[Exit. Bru. It must be by his death: and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him,
But for the general. He would be crown'd:-
question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him?
That; And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with. The abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins Remorse from power:* And, to speak truth of
Cæsar, I have not known when his affections sway'd More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face: But when he once attains the upmost round, · He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: So Cæsar may; Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the quarrel Will bear no colour for the thing he is, Fashion it thus; that what he is, augmented, Would run to these, and these extremities: And therefore think him as a serpent's egg, Which, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow mis
chievous; And kill him in the shell.
Luc. The taper burneth in your closet, sir. Searching the window for a flint, I found This paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am sure,
* Remorse from power:] Remorse is pity, tenderness.
- common proof,] Common proof means a matter proved by fommon experience.
base degrees -] Low steps.