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This by Calphurnia's dream is sgnify'd. Here will I stand, 'till Cæsar pass along,

Cæs. And this way liave you well expounded it. And as a suitor will I give himn this.
Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can My heart laments, that virtue cannot live
And know it now; the senate have concluded [say; Out of the teeth of emulation.
To give, this day, a crow n to mighty Cæsar. 5 If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou may'st live;
If you shall send them word, you will not come, If not, the fates with traitors do contrive? (Erit.
Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock,

Apt to be render'd, for some one to say,

Another part of the same Street.
“Break up the senate 'till another time,

Enter Portia, and Lucius.
WhenCæsar’swifeshallmeetwithibetterdreams." 10. Por. I pr’ythee, boy, run to the senate-house;
If Cæsar hide bimself, shall they not whisper, Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone :
Lo, Cæsar is afraid !"

Why dost thou stay?
Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love

Luc. To know my errand, madam. [gain,
To your proceeding bids me tell you this;

Por. I would have had thee there, and here a-
And reason to my love is liable: [phurnia ! 15 Ere I can tell thee what thou should'st do there.

Cæs. How foolish do your fears seem now, Cal O constancy, be strong upon my side!
I am ashamed I did yield to them.--

Seta huge inountain 'tween my heart and tongue !
Give me my robe, for I will go :-

I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.
Enter Publius, Brutus, Ligarius, Metellus, Casca, How hard is it for women to keep counsel !
Trebonius, and Cinnu.

20 Art thou here yet?
And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Luc. Madam, what should I do?
Pub. Good morrow,

Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?
Cæs. Welcome, Publius.

And so return to you, and nothing else? (well,
What, Bruttis, are you stirr'd so early too?

Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look
Good-morrow, Casca. -Caius Ligarius, 25 For he went sickly forth: And take good note,
Cæsar was ne'er so much your enemy,

What Cæsar doth, what suitors press to him.
As that .. me ague which hath made you lean. Hark, boy! what noise is that:
What is 't o'clock?

Luc. I hear none, madam.
Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.

Por. Pr’ythee, listen well:
Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. |30| heard a bustling rumour, like a fray,
Enter Antony.

And the wind brings it from the Capitol.
See! Antony, that revels long o' nights,

Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing.
is notwithstanding up :--Good morrow, Antony.

Enter Soothsuyer.
Ant. So to most noble Cæsar.

Por. Come hither, fellow : Which way hast
Cæs. Bid them prepare within :


thou been:
I am to blame to be thus waited for. [nius! Sooth. At inine own house, good lady.
Now, Cinna:-Now, Metellus :—What, Trebo Por. What is 't o'clock?
I have an hour's talk in store for you;

Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady.
Remember that you call on me to-day:

Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol ?
Be near me, that I may remember you. 40 Sooth. Madam, not yet; I go to take my stand,
Treb. Cæsar, I will: -and so near will I be, To see him pass on to the Capitol. [not?

[ Aside. Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou That your best friends shall wish I had been further. Sooth. That I have, lady, if it will please Cæsar Cæs. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine To be so good to Cæsar, as to hear me :

45)I shall beseech bim to befriend himself. And we, like friends, will straightway go together. Por. Why, know'st thou any harm's intended Bru. That every like is not the same, O Cæsar,

towards him? (fear may chance. The heart of Brutus yerns to think upon ! [Exeunt.

Sooth. None that I know will be, much that I

Good-morrow to you. Here the street is narrow: SCENE III.

50 The throng that follows Cæsar at the heels,
A Street near the Capitol.

Of senators, of prætors, common suitors,
Enter Artemidorus, reailing a parer.

Will crowd a feeble man almost to death:
Cæsar, beware of Brutus ; take heed of Cas l'll get me to a place more void, and there
"sius ; come not near Casca; have an eye tol Speak to great Cæsar as he comes along. [Erit

"Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark well Me- 55 Por. I must go in.---Ay me! how weak a thing
" tellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not ;)

The heart of woman is ! O Brutus !
" thou hast wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize!
" but one mind in all these men, and it is bent Sure, the boy heard me :--Brutus hath a suit,
against Cæsar. If thou be’st not immortal, look That Cæsar will not grant.--0, I grow faint :-
"about you: security gives way to conspiracy. 6o Run, Lucius, and commend nie to my lord;
" The mighty gods defend thec!

Say, I am merry: come to nie again,
" Thy lover,

And bring me word what he doth say to thee.


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Into the lane' of children. Be not fond,

To think that Cæsar bears such rebel blood,
The Street, and then

That will be thaw'd from the true quality
The Capitol : the Senate sitting.

With that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet Flourish. Enter Cæsar, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, 5 words,

Decius, Metellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Low-crooked cur'tsies, and base spaniel fawning. Lepidus, Artemidorus, Popilius, Publius, and Thy brother by decree is banished; the Soothsayer.

If thou dost bend, and pray, and fawn, for him,

[ Cæs. THE ides of March are come.

spurn thee like a cur out of my way: Sooth. Ay, Cæsar, but not gone.

10Knox, Cæsar doth not wrong; nor without cause Art. Hail, Cæsar? Read this schedule.

Will he be satisfied. Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read, Met. Is there no voice more worthy than my At your best leisure, this his humble suit. (suit

own, Art. 0, Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a To sound more sweetly in great Cæsar's ear, That touches Cæsar nearer: Read it, great Cæsar. 15|For the repealing of my banish'd brother? Cæs. What touches us ourself, shall be last Bru. I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Cæsar; serv'd.

Desiring thee, that Publius Cimber may Art. Delay not, Cæsar; read it instantly. Have an immediate freedom of repeal. Cæs. What, is the fellow mad?

Cæs. What, Brutus ! Pub. Sirrah, give place.

1201 Cus. Pardon, Cæsar ; Cæsar, pardon: Cas. What urge you your petitions in the street ? As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall, Come to the Capitol.

To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber. [Cæsar enters the Capitol, the rest following.] Cæs. I could be well mov'd, if I were as you ; Pop. I wish your enterprize to-day may thrive. If I could pray to move, prayers would move me: Cas. What enterprize, Popilius?

125 But I am constant as the northern star, Pop. Fare you well.

Of whose true-fixt, and resting quality, Bru. What said Popilius Læna ? [thrive. There is no fellow in the firmament,

Cas. He wish'd, to-day our enterprize might The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, I fear, our purpose is discover'd.

[him. They are all fire, and every one doth shine; Bru. Look, how he makes to Cæsar: Mark|30 But ihere's but one in all doth hold his place:

Cas. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention. So, in the world ; 'Tis furnish'd well with men, Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, And men areflesh and blood, and apprehensive *; Cassius, or Cæsar, never shall turn back, Yet, in the number, I do know but one For I will slay myself.

Chat unassailable holds on his rank, Bru. Cassius, be constant:

135 Unshak'd of motion : and, that I am he, Popilius Læna speaks not of our purposes;

Let me a little shew it, even in this ; l'or, look, he smiles, and Cæsar doth not change. That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd, Cas. Trebonius knows his time ; for, look you, And constant do remain to keep him so. Brutus,

Cin. O Cæsar, He draws Mark Antony out of the way.

40. Cæs. Hence! Wilt thou lift up Olympus ? [E.xeunt Ant. and Treb. Dec. Great Casar,Dec. Where is Mictellus Cimber? Let him go, Cos. Doth not Brutus bootless kneel? And presently prefer his suit to Cæsar. [him. Casca. Speak, hands, for me. Bru. He is addrest: press near, and second

[They stab Cæsar. Cin. Casca, you are the first that rear your hand. 45 Cæs. Et tu, Brute ? Then fall, Cæsar! Cæs. Are we all ready? What is now amiss,

[Dies. That Cæsar, and his senate, must redress ?

Cin, Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Met. Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. Cæsar,

Cas. Some to the common pulpits, and cry out, MetellusCimberthrows before thy seat [Kneeling. 50 “Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!" An humble heart :

Bru. People, and senators! be not affrighted; Cæs. I must prevent thee, Cimber.

Fly not; stand still :--ambition's debt is paid. These couchings, and these lowly courtesies, Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus, Might fire the blood of ordinary men;

Dec. And Cassius too. And turn pre-ordinance’, and first decree, 155) Bru. Where's Publius?

'i.e. he is ready. Pre-ordinance, for ordinance already established. 'Dr. Johnson proposes to read, "the law of children. That is, change pre-ordinance and decree into the law of children; into such slight determinations as every start of will would alter." : i. e. susceptible of fear, or other passions.

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Cin. Here, quite confounded with this mutiny. With all true faith. So says my master Antony.
Met. Stand fast together, lest some friend of Bru. Thy master is a wise and valiant Ronan;
Should chance

(Cæsar's I never thought himn worse.
Bru. Talk not of standing : -Publius, good Tell him, so please him come unto this place,

5 He shall be satisfied; and, by my lionour,
There is no harm intended to your person, Depart untouch'd.
Norto no Roman else': so tell them, Publius. Serr. I'll fetch him presently. [Erit Serrant.

Cas. And leave us, Publius; lest that the people, Bru. I know, that we shall have him well to
Rushing on us, should do your agesome mischief.

Bru. Do so;—and let no man abide this deed, 10. Cas. I wish we may: but yet have I a mind,
But we the doers.

That fears him much'; and my misgiving still
Re-enter Trebonius.

Falls shrewdly to the purpose.
Cas, Where is Antony?

Re-enter Antony.
Tre. Fled to his house amiaz'd:

Bru. But here comes Antony: -Welcome,
Men, wives, and children, stare, cry out, and run, 15

Mark Antony
As it were dooms-day.

Ant. O niighty Cæsar! Dost thou lie so low ?
Bru. Fates! we will know your pleasures: Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils,
That we shall die, we know ; 'tis but the time, Shrunk to this little incasure?--Fare thee well.
And drawing days out, that men stand upon. I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,

Cas. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life,20 Who else must be let blood, who else is rank?:
Cuts off so inany years of fearing death.

If I myself, there is no hour so fit
Bru. Grant thai, and then is death a benefit: As Cæsar's death's hour; nor no instrument
So are we Cæsar's friends, that have abridg’d Of half that worth, as those your swords, made
His time of fearing death. ---Stoop, Romans, stoop,

And let us bathe our hands in Casar's blood 25 With the most noble blood of all this world.
Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords: I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard, (smoke,
Then walk we forth, even to the market-place: Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and
And, waving our red weapons o'er our leads, Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years,
Let's all cry, Peace! Freedom! and Liberty! I shall not find myself so apt to die:
Cus. Stoop then, and wash.—How many ages30 No place will please me so, no mean of death,

As here by Cesar, and by you cut off,
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over,

The choice and master spirits of this age.
In states unborn, and accents yet unknown? Bru. O Antony! beg not your death of us.
Bru. How many times shall Cæsar bleed in sport, Though now we must appear bloody and cruel,
That now on Pompey's basis lies along, 35 As, by our hands, and this our present act,
Noworthier than the dust?

You see we do: yet see you but our hands,
Cas. So oft as that shall be,

And this the bleeding business they have done;
So often shall the knot of us be call'd

Our hearts you see not, they are pitiful;
The men that gave their country liberty. And pity to the general wrong of Rome
Dec. What, shall we forth?

40/(As fire drives out fire, so pity, pity)
Cas. Ay, every man away;

Hath done this deed on Cæsar. For your part,
Brutus shall lead; and we will grace bis heels To you our swords have leaden points, Mark
With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome.

Enter a Sírcunt.

Our arms, in strength of malice, and our hearts,
Bru. Soft, who comes here? A friend of An-450f brother's temper, to receive you in,

[kneel; With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence'.
Serr. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid ine Cas. Your voiceshajl be as strong as any man's,
Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down; In the disposing of neu dignities.
And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say, Bru. Only be patient, 'till we have appeas'd
Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; 50 The multitude, beside themselves with tear,
Cæsar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving:

ind then we will deliver you the cause,
Say, I love Brutus, and I honour him;

\Vhy I, that did love Cæsar when I struck him,
Say, I fear’d Cæsar, honour'd him, and lov'd him. Have thus proceeded.
li Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony,

Ant. I doubt not of your wisdoni,
May safely come to him, and be resolv'd 5: Let each man render me his bloody hand:
How Casar hath deserv'd to lie in death,

First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;-
Mark Antony shall not love Cæsar dead Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand;-
So well as Brutus living; but will

follow Now, Decius Brutus, yours;—now youis, Me-
The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus,
Thorough the hazards of this untrod state,

Jool Yours, Cinna ;--and, my valiant Casca, yours;-
use of two negatives, not to make an affirmative, but to deny more strongly, is common
to our ancient writers.

* i. e, who else is grown too high for the public safety.
ing is, Antony,

our arms, strong in the deed of malice they have just perforin’d, and our hearts
united like those of brothers in the action, are yet open to receive you with all possible affection.
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Though last, not least in love, yours, good Tre. You shall not in your funeral speech blame us, bonius.

But speak all good you can devise of Cæsar; Gentlemen, all, alas ! what shall I say?

And say, you do't by our permission;
My credit now stands on such slippery ground, Else shall you not have any hand at all
That one of two bad ways you must conceit me, 5 about his funeral: And you shall speak
Either a coward, or a flatterer.-

In the same pulpit whereto I am going,
That I did love thee, Cæsar, 0, 'tis true: After my speech is ended.
If then thy spirit look upon us now,

Ant. Be it so;
Shall it not grieve thee, dearer than thy death, I do desire no more.
To see thy Antony making his peace,

10 Bru. Prepare the body then, and follow us. Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes,

[Ereunt Conspirators. Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?

Manet Antony Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds, Ant. O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! It would become me better, than to close 15 Thou art the ruins of the noblest man, In terms of friendship with thine enemies. That ever lived in the tide ? of times. Paruon me, Julius !-Here wast thou bay'd, brave Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! hart;

Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand, Which, lihe dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, Sign’d in thy spoil, and crimson's in thy lethe. 20 To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue;() world! thou wast the forest to this härl; A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; And, this, indeed, () world, the heart of thee. Domestic fury, and fierce civil strife, How like a deer, strucken by many princes,

Shall cumber all the parts of Italy: Dost thou here lie?

Blood and destruction shall be so in use, Cas. Mark Antony,

125 And dreadful objects so familiar, Ant. Pardon me, Caius Cassius :

That mothers shall but smile, when they behold The enemies of Cæsar shall say this;

Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war; Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.

All pity choak'd with custom of fell deeds : Cus. I blame you not for praising Cæsar so; And Cæsar's spirit, ranging for revenge, But what compact mean you to have with us? 30 With Atè by his side, come hot from hell, Will you be prick'd in number of our friends; Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice, Or shall we on, and not depend on you? [indeed, Cry, Harock *, and let slip the dogs of war; Ant. Therefore I took your hands; but was,

That this foul deed shall smell above the earth Sway'd from the point, by looking down on Cæsar. With carrion men, groaning for burial. Friends am I with you all, and love you all;


Enter a Serrant. Upon this hope, that you shall give ine reasons,

You serve Octavius Cæsar, do you not? Why, and wherein, Cæsar was dangerous.

Serr. I do, Mark Antony: Bru. Or else were this a savage spectacle:

Ant. Cæsar did write for him, to come to Rome. Our reasons are so full of good regard,

Sert. He did receive his letters, and is coming: That were you, Antony, the son of Cæsar, 40 And bid me say to you by word of mouth, You should be satisfied.

o Cæsar!

[Secing the body. Ant. That's all I seek :

Ant. Thy heart is big; get thce apart and weep. And am moreover suitor, that I may

Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes, Produce his body to the market-place;

Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, 43 Began to water. Is thy master coming ? Speak in the order of his funeral.

Serv. He lies to-night within seven leagues of Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.


Chath chanc'd: Cas. Brutus, a word with you.

Ant. Post back with speed, and tell him what You know notwhat you do; Do not consent,[ Aside. Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome, That Antony speak in his funeral :

50 No Rome of safety for Octavius yet; Know you how much the people may be mov'd Hie hence, and tell hiin so. Yet, stay a while; By that which he will utter?

Thou shalt not back, 'till I have borne this corse Bru. By your pardon ;

Into the market-place: there shall I try, I will myself into the pulpit first,

In ny oration, how the people take And shew the reason of our Cæsar's death: 55 The cruel issue of these bloody men; What Antony shall speak, I will protest

According to the which, thou shalt discourse He speaks by leave and by permission;

To young Octavius of the state of things. And that we are contented, Cæsar shall

Lend me your hand. [Exeunt, with Cæsar's body. Have all true rites and lawful ceremonies.

SCENE II. It shall advantage more than do us wrong. 160

The Forum. Cos. I know not what may fall; I like it not. Enter Brutus, and Cassius, with the Plebeians, Bru. Mark Antony, here, take you Cæsar's body. Pleb. We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied.

Lethe was a common French word, signifying death or destruction, from the Latin lethum, and used in that sense by many of the old translators of novels. ? i.e. the course of times. 3 Di. Johnson proposes to read, " these lymns of men;" that is, these bloodhounds of men. * See note', p. 792.


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Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, 2 Pleb. Peace; silence! Brutus speaks.

i Pleb. Peace, ho!
Cassius, go you into the other street,

Bru. Good countrymen, let me depart alone,
And part the numbers.--

And, for my sake, stay here with Antony:
Those that will hear me speak, let them stay here; 5 Do grace to Casar's corpse, and grace his speech
Those that will foliow Cassius, go with him; Tending to Cesar's glories; which Mark Antony
And public reasons shall be rendered

By our perın ssion is allow'd to inake.
Of Cæsar's death.

(do intreat you, not a man depart,
1 Pleb. I will hear Brutus speak. (reasons, Save I alone, 'till Antony have spoke. [Erit.
2 Pleb. I will hear Cassius; and compare their 10 i Pleb. Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony.
When severally we hear tiem rendered.

3 Pleb. Let him go up into the public chair; [Exit Cassius, twith some of the Plebeims : We'll hear him:--Noble Antony, go up. Brutus goes into the rostrum.

Ant. For Brutus' sake, I am bého den to you. 3 Pleb. The noble Brutus is ascended: Silence! 4 Pleb. What does he say of Brutus: Bru. Be patient 'till the last.

13 3 Pleb. He says, for Brutus' sake, Romans, countrymen, and lovers! bear me for He finds himself beholden to us all. (here. my cause; and be silent, that you inay hear: bc 4 Pleb. 'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus lieve me for mine honour; and have respect to

i Pleb. This Cæsar was a tyrant. mine honour, that you may believe: censure me 3 Pleb. Nay, that 's certain : in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you 20 We are blest, that Rome is rid of him. may the better judge. If there be any in this as 2 Pleb. Peace; let us hear what Antony can say. sembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say, Ant. You gentle Romans,that Brutus love to Cæsar was no less than his. If All. Peace, ho! let us hear hiin. [your carg; then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Ant. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me Cesar

, this is my answer,--Not that I lov'd Cæsar 25 I come to bury Cesar, not to praise him.
less, but that I lov'd Rome more. Had you ra-

The evil, that men do, lives after them;
ther Casar were living, and die all slaves; than The good is oft interred with their bones;
that Cæsar were dead, to live all free men? As So let it be with Cæsar! The noble Brutus
Casar loy'd me, Iweep for him; as he was for Hath told you, Cæsar was ambitious:
tunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I ho- 30 If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
nour hin : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him: And grievously hath Cæsar answerd it.
There are tears, for his love; joy, for his fortune;

Here, uncier leave of Brutus, and the rest,
honour, for his valour; and death, for his ambi (For Brutus is an honourable man;
tion. Who is here so base, that would be a bond So are they all, all honourable men)
man: If any, speak; for him have I offended. 35 Come I to speak in Czesar's funeral.
Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman? He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is But Brutus says, he was ambitious;
here so vile, that will not love his country? If And Brutus is an honourable man.
any, speak; for him have I otlended. I pause. He hath brought many captives home to Rome,

0 Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
All. None, Brutus, none.

Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious ?
Bru. Then none have I offended. I have done When that the poor have cry'd, Cæsar hath wept;
no more to Cæsar, than you shall do to Brutus.

Ambition should be made of sterner stull:
The question of his death is enroll'd in the Capi Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious;
tol: his glory not extenuated, wherein he was +5 And Brutus is an honourable man.
worthy; nor his offences enforc'd, for wh ch he You all did see, that, on the Lupercal,

[thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Enter Mark Antony, &c. with Casar's body. Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?
Here comes his body, mourn'd by Mark Antony: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious;
who, though he had no hand in his death, shåll of and sure, he is an honourable man.
receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
commonwealth; As which of you shall not : But here I am to speak what I do know.
With this I depart; That, as I slew my best lo You all did love him once, not without cause;
ler for the good of Rome, I have the same dag. What cause with holds you then to mourn for
ger for myself
, when it shall please my country topy

Dited my death.

O judgement, thou art fled to brutish beasts,
All. Live, Brutus, live! live! [house. And men have lost their reason !--Bear with me:
1 Pleb
. Bring him with triumph home unto his

! My heart is in the coifin there with Cæsar,
2 Pleb. Give him a statue with his ancestors. And I inust pause 'till it come back to me.
3 Pleb. Let him be Cæsar.

160 i Pleb. Methinks, there is inuch season in his

Shall be crowned in Brutus.

2 Pleb. If thou consider rightly of the matter,
i Pleb, We'll bring him to his house with Cæsar has had great wrong.
shouts and clamours.

3 Pleb. Has he, masters?
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