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Not hew him as a carcase fit for hounds:
Yet I do fear him:
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.'
Trel. 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 he is superstitious grown of late; Quite from the main opinion he held once Of fantasy, 'of dreams, and ceremonies: It may be, these apparent prodigies, The unaccustom'd terror of this night,
-take thought,] That is, turn melancholy.
company.] Company is here used in a disreputable sense. i Quite from the
main opinion he held once Of fantasy, of dreams, and ceremonies:] Main opinion, 'is nothing more than leading, fixed, predominant opinion. Fantasy wag. in our author's time commonly used for imagination. Ceremonies means omens or signs deduced from sacrifices, or other ceremonial rites,
And the persuasion of his augurers,
Ďec. Never fear that: If he be so resoly'd,
Cas. Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him.
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; He loves me well, and I have given him reasons; Send him 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
Bru. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily;
That unicorns may be betray'd with tries, And hears with glasses, elephants with holes.] Unicorns are said to have been taken by one who, running behind a tree, eluded the violent push the animal was making at him, so that his horn spent its force on the trunk, and stuck fast, detaining the beast till he was despatched by the hunter. Bears are reported to have been surprised by means of a mirror, which they would gaze on, affording their pursuers an opportunity of taking the surer aim. Elephants were seduced into pitfalls, lightly covered with hurdles and turf, on which a proper bait to tempt then, was exposed.
- by him:] That is, by his house,
Let not our looks* put on our purposes;
[Exeunt all but BRUTUS.
Brutus, my lord! Bru. Portia, what mean you? Wherefore rise
It is not for your health, thus to commit
4 Let not our looks --] Let not our faces put on, that is, wear or show our designs. VOL. VII,
And, could it work so much upon your shape,
Bru. I am not well in health, and that is all.
Por. Brutus is wise, and, were he not in health, He would embrace the means to come by it.
Bru. Why, so I do:-Good Portia, go to bed.
Por. Is Brutus sick? and is it physical
you unfold to me, yourself, your half,
Kneel not, gentle Portia.
on your condition,] On your temper; the disposition of
Of your good pleasure? If it be no more,
Bru. You are my true and honourable wife;
secret. I grant, I am a woman; but, withal, A woman that lord Brutus took to wife: I grant, I am a woman; but, withal, A woman well-reputed; Cato's daughter. Think you,
I am no stronger than my sex, Being so father'd, and so husbanded? Tell me your counsels, I will not disclose them: I have made strong proof of my constancy, Giving myself a voluntary wound Here, in the thigh: Can I bear that with patience, And not my husband's secrets ? Bru.
Oye gods, Render me worthy of this noble wife!
[Knocking within. Hark, hark! one knocks: Portia, go in a while; And by and by thy bosom shall partake The secrets of my heart. All
my engagements I will construe to thee, All the charactery of my sad brows:Leave me with haste.
Enter Lucius and LIGARIUS.
Lucius, who is that, knocks ? Luc. Here is a sick man, that would speak with
you. Bru. Caius Ligarius, that Metellus spake of Boy, stand aside. -Caius Ligarius! how?
Lig. Vouchsafe good morrow from a feeble tongue. Bru. O, what a time have you chose out, brave Caius,