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; And grievously hath Cæsar answer?d it. • Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, . (Fur Brutusis an honourable: man, * So are they all, all' honourable men), • Come I to speak in Cæsar's funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and justēto me; • But Brutus says, he was ambitious;

And Brutus is an honourable man. • He hath brought many captives home to Rome, & Whose ransoms did the general coffers fillvz. • Did this in Cæsar feet anbitious ? • When that the poor have cry'd, Cæfar hath wepts. • Ambition fhould be made of iterner stuff. 6. Yet Brutus fays, he was ambitious ;

And Brutus is an honourable man, • You all did fee, that, on the Lupercal, • I thrice presented him a kingly crown.; 6. Which he did thrice refuse. Was this

ambition • Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; & And, sure, he is an honourable man. " I speak not to disprove what Brutus spokes, < But here I am to speak what I do know.. • You all did love him once, not without cause: • What cause then to mourn for him?? .O judgment ! thou art fledtto brutish; beasts, & And men have loft their reason. Bear with me..

My heart is in the coffin there with Cæfar, « And I must pause come back to me.

1 Pleb. Methinks there is much reafon in his kayings.. If thou consider rightly of the matter, Cæfar has had great wrong.

3 Pleb. Has bre, masters? I fear there will a worfe come in his place. 4 Pleb. Mark'd ye

his words ? be would not take the Therefore 'eis certain she was not ambitious. [crown ;.

i Plebo if it be found so, fome will dear abiderit, 2 Pleb, Poor fouh! his eyes are red as fire with

weeping 3 Pleb. There's not a nobler man in Rome than An..

tony, 4 Pleb.. Now, mark. him, he begins to fpeak..

Ant. But yesterday the word of Cæfar might • Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, • And bone so poor'to do him reverence, • O masters! if I were dispos'd-to ftir · Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, • I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong.

Who, you all know, are honourable men. • I will not do them wrong: I rather chule • To wrong the dead, to wrong myfelf and you're · Than I will wrong such honourable men, • But here's a parchment, with the seal of Cæfar. "I found it in his closet, 'tis his will ; • Let but the commons hear this teflament, • (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read), • And they would go and kiss dead Cæsar's wounde, . And dip their napkins in his sacred blood.; « Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, * And dying, mention it within their wills,

Bequeathing it as a rich legacy • Unto their issue.

4 Pleb. We'll hear the will, read it, Mark Antony All. The will, the will.; we will hear ( æfar's will,

Ant. * Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read • It is not meet you know how Gæfar lov'd you[it ; « You are not wood, you are not ftones, but men: • And, being men, hearing the will of Cælar, • It will it flame you, it will make you mad. ' 'Tis good you know not, that you are his heirs; • For if you should what would come of it? 4

Pleb, Read the will, we will hear it, Antony; You shall read us the will, Cæfar's will.

Ant. ' Will you be patient ? wiil you stay a while? « (I have overshot mylelf, to tell yoil « I fear I wrong the honourable men, & Whose daggers bave stabb2d Cæfar I do fear it..

4. Pleb. They were traitors honourable mea. All. The will ! the teltament !

2 P.leb. They were villains, murtherers ; the will. I read the will.

Ant. You will compel me then to read the will? · Then make a ring atout the corpse of Cæjar,

And laew you him that made the willo,

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"Shall I descend ? and will you give me leave ?

All. Come down.
2. Pleb. Defcend. [He comes down from the pulpit. .
3.Pleb. You shall have leave.
4 Pleb. A ring; stand round.
i Pileb. Stand from the hearse, stand from the body. .
2. Pleb, Room for Antony-

Moft Noble Antony.,
Ant. Nay, press not so upon me, stand far off.
All. Stand back

-bear backAnt. ' If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.. •. You all do know this mantle; I remember, 6. The first time ever Cæsar put it on,

'Twas on a summer's evening in his tent, •. That day he overcame the Nervii

Look! in this place ran Caflius' dagger through; .. See what a rent the envious Casca made

Through this the well-beloved Brutus ftabb'd; .. And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, .. Mark how the blood of Cæsar follow'd it! As rushing out of doors, to be resolv'd, If Brutus so unkindly knock'd or no : • For Brutus, as you know, was Cæsar's angel.

Judge, oh you gods ! how dearly Cæsar lov'd him ; ; • This, this, was the unkindest cut of all; • For when the Noble Cæsar saw him stab, • Ingratitude more strong than traitors arms, • Quite vanquish d him; then burst his mighty heart :: • And, in his mantle muffling up his face, •. Which all the while ran blood, great Cæfar fell,, • . Even at the base of Pompey's ftatue. .. what a fall was there, my countrymen ! ..Then I and you, and all of us fell down, 6. Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us, • 0, now you weep; and I perceive you feel ..The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. • Kind souls! what, weep you when you but behold ! • Our Cælar’s verture wounded ? look you here ! • Here is himself, marr’d, as you fee, by traitors.-

1 Pleb. O piteous spectacle !
2 Pleb. 0 Noble ( æfar !.
3 Pleb. () woful day!
4 Pleb. O traitors, villains !!

i Pleb. O most bloody sight!

2 Pleb. We will be reveng'd: revenge: about seek-burn-fire-kill-lay! let not a traitor live.

Ant. Stay, countrymen...
i Pleb. Peace there, hear the Noble Antony.

2 Pleb. We'll hear him, we'll follow hia), we'll die with him.

Ant. " Good friends, sweet friends, let me not fir "To such a sudden flood of mutiny.

[you up They that have done this deed are hononrable. • What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, · That made them do it: they are wise and honourable, " And will, no doubt, with reason answer you. • I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; • I am no orator, as Brutus is :

But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, • That love my friend; and that they know full well · That give me public leave to fpeak of him : • For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, • Action nor utt'rance, nor the power of speech, : To fir mens' blood; I only speak right on. ' I tell you that which you yourselves do know ; • Shew you sweet"Cæsar's wounds, poor, poor, dum

mouths ! . And bid them' speak for me. - But were I Brutus, i And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony 1 Would ruffle up your fpirits, and put a tongue • In every wound of Csolar, that thould move · The stones of Rome to rise and mutidy.

All. We'll mutinyer i Pleb. We'll burn the house of Brutus. 3 Pleb. Away then; come, leek the conspirators. Ant. Yet hear me, countrymen ; yet hear me speak, All. Peace, ho, hear Antony, Most Noble Antony.

Ant. Why, friends, you go to do you know not what, Wherein háth Celar thus Celervo3


Joves? Alas, you know not; I must rell


thën: You have forgot the will I told you of.

All. Most true the will let's ttay, and hear the

Ant. Here is the will, and under Cæfar's feal. [willi To ev'ry Roman citizen he gives, To ev'ry sey'ral man, lev'nty five drachmals,

2 Pleb. Most noble Cæfar! we'll revenge his death.
3 Pleb. O Royal Cæsar!
Ant. Hear me with patience.
All. Peace, ho !

Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
His private arbours, and new.planted orchards,
On that fide Tyber ; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Cæsar, when comes 'such another?

i Pleb. Never, never ; come, away, away ;
We'll burn his body in the holy place,
And with the brands fire all the traitors' houros.
Take up the body.

2 Pleb. Go, fetch fire,
3 Pleb. Pluck down benches.
4 Pleb. Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.

[Exount Plebeians with the body. Ant. Now let it work; Mischief, thou art afoot, Take thou what course thou wilt !-How now, fellow

Enter a Servant.
Ser. O&avius is already come to Rome.
Ant. Where is he?
Sor. He and Lepidus are at Cæsar's house.

Ant. And thither will I straight to visit him;
He comes upon a wish.

Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us any thing.

Ser. I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius Are rid, like madmen, through the gates of Rome.

Ant. Belike they had some notice of the people, How I had mov’d them. Bring me to O&avius.

[Exeunt. 'S. CE N E VH. Enter Cinna the poet, and after him the Plebeians,

Gin, I dream'd to-night, that I did feast with Cæfar, And things unlucky charge my fantasy : I have no will to wander forth of doors ;. Yet fomething leads me forth.

i Pleb. What is your name?

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