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Did I the tired Casar: And this man

| Than to repute himself a son of Romo, Is now become a god; and Cassius is

Under these hard conditions as this timo
A wretched creature, and must bend his body, Is like to lay upon us.
If Cesar carelessly but nod on him.

Cas. I am glad that my weak words
He had a fever when he was in Spain,

Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus. And, when the fit was on him, I did mark

Re-enter CESAR and his Train.
How he did shake : 'tis true, this and did shake:
His coward lips did from their colour fly ;'

Bru. The games are done, and Cæsar is reAnd that same eye, whose bend doih awe the world,

turning. Did lose his lustre: I did hear him groan:

Cas. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleeve ; Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans And he will, afier his sour fashion, tell you Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, What haih proceeded, worthy note, to-day: Alas! it cried, Give me some drink, Tiunius : Bru. I will do so :-But, lonk yon, Cassius, As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, The angry spot doth glow on Cæsar's brow, A man of such a feeble temper? should

And all the rest look like a chidden train : So get the start of the majestic world,

Calphurnia's cheek is pale ; and Cicero And bear the palm alone. [Shout. Flourish. Looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes, Bru. Another general shout!

As we have seen him in the Capitol, I do believe, that these applauses are

Being cross'd in conference by some senators. For some new honours that are heap'd on Cæsar. Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is. Cas. Why, man, he doth besiride the narrow Cæs. Antonius. world,

Ant. Cæsar. Like a Colossus: and we petty, men

Cæs. Let me have med about me that are fat; Walk under his huge legs, and peep about Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights : To find ourselves dishonourable graves.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; Men at some time are masters of their fates: He thinks too much : such men are dangerous. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,

Ant. Fear him noi, Cæsar, he's not dangerous:9 But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

He is a noble Roman, and well given. Brutus, and Cæsar: What should be in that Cæsar? Cæs. 'Would he were fatter:-But I fear him Why should that name be sounded more than yours?

not: Write them together, yours is as fair a name;. Yet if my name were liable to fear, Sound them, it.doth become the mouth as well ;4 I do not know the man I should avoid Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with them, So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar. [Shout. He is a great observer, and he looks Now, in ihe names of all the gods at once, Quite through the deeds of men : he loves no plays, Upun what mcat doth this our Cæsar feed,

As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music :10 That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd: Seldom he smiles ; and smiles in such a sort, Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit When went there by an age, since the great flood, That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Rut it was fam'd with more than with one man? Such men as he be never at heart's ease, When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves; That her wide walls encompass’d but one man? And therefore are they very dangerous. Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough,

I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd,
When there is in it but one only man.

Than what I fear, for always I am Cæsar.
O! you and I have heard our fathers say, Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf,
There was a Brutuss once, that would have brook'd And tell me truly what thou think'st of him.
The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome,

(Exeunt CESAR and his Train. CASCA As easily as a king.

stays behind. Bru. That you do love me, I am nothing jealous; Casca. You pull'd me by the cloak; Would you What you would work me to, I have some aim;

speak with me ? How I have thought of this, and of these times, Bru. Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanc'd toI shall recount hereafier; for this present,

day, I would not, so with love I might entreat you, That Cæsar looks so sad. Be any further mov'd. What you have said, Casca. Why, you were with him, were you not? I will consider; what you have to say,.

Bru. I should not then ask Casca what hath I will with patience hear: and find a time

chanc'd. Both meet io hear, and answer, such high things. Casca. Why, there was a crown offer'd him :11 Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this ;' and being offer'd him, he put it by with the back of Brutus had rather be a villager,

his hand, thus; and then the people fell a shouting. 1 This is oddly expressed, but a quibble, alluding to vestiges of old phraseology it still lingers among the a coward Aying from bin colours, was intended. common people :- I cannot say as I did,' &c. for that 2 Temperament, constitution.

I did. I will add an example from Langland, who . But I the meanest man of many more,

fourished in the middle of the fourteenth century :Yet much disdaining unto him to lout,

The godes of the ground aren like to the grete wawes Or creep bencemn his legs.?

As (which) wyndes und wederes walwen aboute.' Spenser's Faerie Queene, b. iv. c. X. st. 19.

Piers Ploughman, ed. 1813, p. 163. 4 A similar thought occurs in Heywood's Rape of 9 When Cæsar's friends complained unto him of Lucrece

Antonius and Dolabella, that they pretended some mis. What diapason's more in Tarquin's name chief' towards him, he answered, As for those fat men Than in a subject's? Or what's Tullia

and smooth-combed heads (quoth he,) I never reckon or More in the sound than should become the name them ; but these pale visaged and carrion-lean people, or a poor maid?'

I lear them most; meaning Brutus and Cassius.' 5 Lucius Junius Brutus (says Dion Cassius) would North's Plutarch, 1579. as soon have submitted to the perpetual dominion of a And in another place : Cæsar had Cassius in great dæmon, as to the lasting government of a king.' jealousy, and suspected him much ; whereupon he said 6 1. e. guess. So in the Two Gentlemen of Verona :

-on a time to his friends, What will Cassius do, think * Bue searing lest my jealous aim might err.' you? I like not his pale looks.' 7 Ruminate on this, consider it at leisure.

10 Shakspeare considered this ag an infallible mark of 8 As, according to Tooke, is an article, and means an austere disposition. The reader will reinember tho the same as thui, irhich, or it : accordingly we fid it passage in The Merchant of Venice so often quoted :often so einployed by old wijters; and particularly in The man who hath no music in himself, our excellent version of the Bible. Thus Lord Bacon Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. also, in his Apophthegmes. No. 210:- One of the Ro. 11 Thus in the old translation of Plutarch:1-ho mang said to his friend ; what think you of such a one, came to Cresar, and presented him a diader wreathsd as was taken with the manner in adulterv ? Like other about with laurel."


bad air.

Bru. What was the second noise for ?

pulling scarfs off Cæsar s images, are put to silence. Casca. Why, for that too.

Fare you well. There was more foolery yet, if I Cas. They shouted thrice : What was the last could remember it. ery for ?

Cas. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca ? Casca. Why, for that too.

Casca. No, I am promised forth. Bru. Was the crown offer'd him thrice ?

Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow? Casca. Ay, marry, was'ı, and he put it by thrice, Casca. Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and every time gentler than other; and at every putting your dinner worth the eating. boy, mine honest neighbours shouted.

Cas. Good; I will expect you. Cas. Who offered him the crown?

Cusca. Do so: Farewell, both. (Erit Casca. Casca. Why, Antony.

Bru. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be ? Bru. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca. He was quick metile wheu he went to school.

Casca. I can as well be hanged, as tell the man- Cas. So he is now, in execution ner of it: it was mere foolery. I did not mark it. or any bold or noble enterprize, I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ;-yet 'twas However he puts on this tardy form. not a crown neither, 'twas one of these coronets ;- This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, and, as I told you, he put it by once; but, for all Which gives men stomach to digest his words thai, to my thinking, he would fain bave had it. With better appetite. Then he odered it to him again; then he put it by Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you : again: but, lo my thinking, he was very loath 10 To-morrow, if you please to speak with me, lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the I will come home to you: or, if you will, third time; he put it the third time by: and still as Come home with me, and I will wait for you he refused it, the rabblement hooted, and clapped Cas. I will do so :-uill then, think of the world. their chapped hands, and threw up their sweaty

[Erit BRUTUS. night-caps, and uttered such a deal of stinking Well, Brutus, thou art noble ; yet, I see, breath because Cæsar refused the crown, that it Thy honourable metal may be wrought had almost choked Cæsar; for he swooped, and From that it is dispos'd :) Therefore 'tis meet fell down at it: And for mine own part, I durst not That noble minds keep ever with their likes : laugh, for fear of opening my lips, and receiving the For who so firm, that cannot be seduc'd ?

Cæsar doth bear me hard ;* but he loves Brutus: Cas. But, soft, I pray you : What? did Cæsar If I were Brutus now, and he were Cassius, swoon ?

He should not humour me. I will this night, Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and In several hanıls, in at his windows throw, foamed at mouth, and was speechless.

As if they came from several citizens, Bru. 'Tis very like: he hath the falling-sickness. Writings all tending to the great opinion Cas. No, Cæsar hath it not; but you, and I,

That Rome holds of his name ; wherein obscurely And honest Casca, we have the falling-sickness. Cesar's ambition shall be glanced at:

Casca. I know not what you mean by that; but, and, after this, let Cæsar seat him sure ; I am sure Cæsar fell down. If the tag-rag people For we will shake him, or worse days endure. did not clap him, and hiss him, according as he

[Erit. pleased, and displeased them, as they use to do the SCENE II. The same. A Strect. Thunder and players in the theatre, I am no true' man.

Lightning. Enter, from opposite sides, Casca, Bru. What said he when he came unto himself?

with his sword draron, and CICERO. Casca. Marry, before he fell down, when he perceived the common herd was glad he refused the

Cic. Good even, Casca : Brought you Cæsar

home ?6 crown, he plucked me ope his doublet, and offered them his throat to cut. --- An I had been a man of Why are you breathless ? and why stare you so ? any occupation, if I would not have taken him at a

Casca. Are not you mov'd, when all the sway of word, I would I might go to hell among the rogues :

earth he said, if he had done, or said any thing a miss, Have riv'd the knotty oaks; and I have seen and so he fell. When he came to himself again, Shakes, like a thing unfirm? O, Cicero,

I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds he desired their worships to think it was his infirmity. Three or four wenches, where I stood, cried, To be exalted with the threat'ning clouds :

The ambitious ocean swell, and rage, and foam Alas, good soul!--and forgave him with all their hearts : But there's no heed to be taken of them ;

But never till to-night, never till now, if Cæsar had stabbed their mothers, they would Did I go through a tempest dropping fire. havo done no less.

Either there is a civil strife in heaven; Bru. And after that, he came, thus sad, away?

Or else the world, too saucy with the gods, Casoa. Ay.

Incenses them to send destruction. L'as. Did Cicero say any thing?

Cic. Why, saw you any thing moro wonderful ? Carca. Ay, he spoke Greek.

Casca. A common slaves (you know him well by Crue To what effect?

sight,) Casca. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne’er look you Like twenty torches join'd; and yet his hand,

Held his left hand, which did flame and burn 1' the face again: But those, that understood him, smiled at one another, and shook their heads; but, Not sensible of fire, remain’d unscorch’d. for mine own part, it was Greek 10 me. I'coulú Besides (I have not since put up my sword,) tell you more news too: Marullus and Flavius, for Against the Capitol I met a lion,

Who glar'd' upon me, and went surly by, 1 i. e. no honest man.

humour signifies to turn and wind by intiaming his pas. 2 Had I been a mechanic, one of the plebeians to sions. whom he offered his throat.' So in Coriolanus :

6. Did you attend Cæsar home?" So in Measure for You have made gooil work,

Measure : You anıl your apron-men : you that slood so much • That we may bring you something on the way.' Upon the voice if occupation, and

7. The whole weight or momentum of this globe.' The breath of garlic-earers.'

S'A slave of the souldiers that did cast a marvellous Men of occupalion; Opifices et tabcruaril.'-- Baret.

burning flame out of his hande, insomuch as they that 3• The best melul or lemper may be worked into saw it ihought he had been burnt; but when the fire qualities contrary to ils disposition, or what it is dis was out, it was found that he had no hurt.'-Nurth's posoul to.

Plutarch. + Has an unfavourable opinion of me.' The same 9 The old cupies erroneously read :phrase occurs again in the first scene of Actii.

• Who glard upon me.' 5 I think Warburton's explanation of this passage the Malone determined obstinately in oppose himself to true one : ! I were Brutus, (said he,) and Brutus Steevens's judicious reading of glar'd, and reads, with Caxius, he should not cajole me as I lo him.' To less propriety and probabiliy, gaz'd. Steevens has

Without annoying me! And there were drawn Cas. Let it be wno it is: for Romans now
Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,

Have thewess and limbs like to their ancestors; Transformed with their fear; who swore, they saw But, woe the while ! our fathers' minds are dead, Men, all in fire, walk up and down the streets. And we are govern'd with our mothers' spirits; And yesterday, the bird of night did sit,

Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish. Even at noon-day, upon the market-place,

Casca. Indeed, they say, the senators to-morrow Hooting, and shrieking. When these prodigies Mean to establish Cæsar as a king: Do so conjointly meei, let not men say,

And he shall wear his crown by sea and land, These are their reasons, They are natural; In every place, save here in Italy, For, I believe they are portentous things

Cas. "I know where I will wear this dagger then; Unto the climate that they point upon.

Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius : Cic. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time : Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong; But men may construe things after their fashion, Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat: Clean' from the purpose of the things themselves. Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Comes Cæsar to the Capitol to-morrow?

Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Casca. He doth ; for he did bid Antonius Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; Send word to you, he would be there to·morrow. But life, being weary of these worldly bars,

Cic. Good night, then, Casca : this disturbed sky Never lacks power to dismiss itself. Is not to walk in.

If I know this, know all the world besides, Casca, Farewell, Cicero.

That part of tyranny, that I do bear,

(Erit Cicero. I can shake off at pleasure. Enter Cassius.


So can I :
Cas. Who's there?


bondman in his own hand bears
A Roman.

The power to cancel his captivity: Car.

Casca, by your voice. Cas. And why should Cæsar be a tyrant, then Casca. Your ear is good. Cassius, what night Poor man! I know, he would not be a wolf, is this?

But that he sees the Romans are but sheep: Cas. A very pleasing night to honest men. He were no lion, were not Romans hinds. Casca. Who ever knew the heavens menace so ? Those that with haste will make a mighty fire, Cas. Those, that have known the earth so full of Begin it with weak straws: What trash is Rómo, faults.

What rubbish, and what offal, when it serves For my part, I have walk'd about the streets,

For the base matter to illuminate Submitting me unto the perilous night:

So vile a thing as Cæsar? Bul, O, grief! And, thus unbraced, Casca, as you see,

Where hast thou led me? I, perhaps, speak this Have bar'd my bosom to the thunder-stone : ? Before a willing bondman : then I know And, when the cross blue lightning seem'd to open My answer must be made :' But I am arm’d, The breast of heaven, I did present myself And dangers are to me indifferent. Even in the aim and very flash of it.

Casca. You speak to Casca; and to such a inan, Casca. But wherefore did you so much tempt the That is no fleering tell-lale. Hold my hand : heavens ?

Be factious' for redress of all these griefs ;
It is the part of men to fear and tremble,

And I will set this foot of mine as far,
When the most mighty gods, by tokens, send As who goes farthest.
Such dreadful heralds to astonish us.


There's a bargain made. Cas. You are dull, Casca; and those sparks of Now know you, Casca, I have mov'd already life

Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans, That should be in a Roman, you do want,

To undergo, with me, an enterprize Or else you use not : You look pale, and gaze,

Or honourable-dangerous consequence;
And put on fear, and cast yourself in wonder, And I do know, by this, they stay for me
To see the strange impatience of the heavens: In Pompey's porch; for now, this fearful night
But if you would consider the true cause,

There is no stir, or walking in the streets;
Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts, And the complexion of the element,
Why birds, and beasts, from quality and kind; In favour's' like the work we have in hand,
Why old men, fools, and children calculate ;) Most bloody, fiery, and most terrible.
Why all these things change, from their ordinance,

Enter CINNA,
Their natures, and preformed faculties,
To monstrous quality ; why, you shall find,

Casca. Stand close awhile, for here comes ono in

haste. That heaven hath infus'd them with these spirits, To make them instruments of fear, and warning,

Cas. 'Tis Cinna, I do know him by his gait : Unto some monstrous state. Now could I, Casca,

He is a friend.-Cinna, where haste you so ? Name to thee a man most like this dreadful night;

Cin. To find out you : Who's that? Metellus

That thunders, lighiens, opens graves, and roars
As doth the lion in the Capitol :

Cas. No, it is Casca; one incorporate
A man no mightier than thyself, or me,

To our attempts. Am I not staid for, Cinna ? In personal action; yet prodigious grown,

Cin. I am glad on't. What a fearful night is this? And fearful, as these strange eruptions are.

There's two or three of us have seen strange sights. Casca. 'Tis Cæsar that you mean : Is is not,

Cas. Am I not staid for, Cinna? Tell me.

Cassius ?


You are. 0, Cassius, if you could but win clearly shown from the poet's own works that his emen. The noble Brutus to our partydation is the true one. 1 Altogether, entirely.

6 Thus in Cymbeline, Acı v. Posthumus, speaking 2 What is now, in modern language, called a thun. of his chains :der-bolt.

take this life, 3 i. e 'why birds and beasts deviate from their con.

And cancel these cold bonds.' dition and nature ; why old men, fools, and children 7 I know I shall be called to account, and must calculate ;' j. e. foretel or prophesy. Al the suggestion answer for having uttered seditious words. So in Much of Sir William Blackstone this last line has been erru. Ado about Nothing :-"Sweet prince, let me go no fur. neously printed in all the late editions:

ther to mine ansicer ; do you hear me, and let this Why old men fools, and children calculate.' count kill me.' He observed, that there was no prodigy in old men's 8. Hold my hand' is the same as . Here's my band." calculating; but who were so likely to listen to prophe. Be factious for redress,' means, be contentious, enter. cles as children, fools, and the superstitious eld prising for redress. 4 Portentous.

9 The old copy reads, ' Is favours.' Farout here is ö i. e. sinews, muscular strength. See note on King | put for appearance, look, countenance; to favour is to Henry IV Part ii. Act iii. Sc. 2.


Cas. Be you content: Good Cinna, take this That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, paper,

Whereto the climber-upward turns his face :
And look you lay it in the prætor's chair,

But when he once attains the utmost round,
Where Brutus may but find it; and throw this He then unto the ladder turns his back,
In at his window : set this up with wax

Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees Upon old Brutus' statue : all this done,

By which he did ascend:“ So Cæsar may; Repair to Pumpey's porch, where you shall find us. Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the Is Decius Brutus, and Trebonius, there?

quarrel Cin. All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone Will bear nu colour for the thing he is, To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie,

Fashion it thus; that what he is, augmented, - And so bestow these papers as you bade me.

Would run to these, and these extremities : Cas. That done, repair to Pompey's theatre.

And therefore think him as a serpent's egg,

(Exit Cinna. Which, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow misCome, Casca, you and I will yet, ere day,

chievous, See Brutus at his house : three parts of him

And kill him in the shell. Is ours already; and the man entire,

Re-enter Lucius.
Upon the next encounter, yields him ours.

Luc. The taper burneth in your closet, sir.
Casca. 0, he sits high in all the people's hearts :
And that, which would appear offence in us,

Searching the window for a flint, I found

This paper, thus seal'd up; and I am sure,
His countenance, like richest alchymy,

It did not lie there, when I went to bed.
Will change to virtue, and to worihiness.
Cas Him and his worth, and our great need of

Bru. Get you to bed again, it is not day.

Is not to-morrow, boy, the ides of March ?

L c. I know not, sir.
You have right well conceited. Let us go,
For it is after midnight ; and, ere day,

Bru. Look in the calendar, and bring me word.

Luc. I will, sir. We will awake him, and be sure of him. [Ereunt.

(Exit. Bru. The exhalations, whizzing in the air, Give so much light, that I may read by them.

(Open the Letter, and reads. ACT II.

Brutus, thou sleep'st ; awake, and see thyself. SCENE I. The same. Brutus's Orchard.' Enter Shall Rome, s.c. Speak, strike, redress ! BRUTUS.

B; utus, thou sleep'st; awake,Bru. What, Lucius! ho!

Such instigations have been often dropp'd

Where I have took them I cannot, by the progress of the stars,

up. Give guess how near to day.-Lucius, I say!

Shall Rome, fc. Thus must I piece it out; I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly:

Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What! When Licius, when ? Awake, I say: What, My ancestors did from the streets of Rome


The Tarquin drive, when he was call's a king.
Enter Lucios.

Speak, strike, redress !-Am I entreated Jac. Call'd you, my lord ?

To speak, and strike ? O Rome! I make thee proBru. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius :

mise, When it is lighted, come and call me here. If the redress will follow, thou receivest Luc. I will, my lord.

(Erit. Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus ! Bru. It must be by his death : and for my part,

Re-enter Lucius.
I know no personal cause to spurn at him,
But for the general. He would be crown's :-

Luc. Sir, March is wasted fourteen days.'
How that might change his nature, there's the ques-

(Knock within

Bru. 'Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody tion.

knocks. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder;

(Eril Lucius.

Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar, And that craves wary walking. Crown him?

I have not slept.

Between the acting of a dreadful thing
And then, I grant, we put a sting in him,

And the first motion, all the interim is
That at his will he may do danger with.
The abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins

Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream :

The genius, and the mortal instruments,
Remorse? from power : And, to speak truth of Are then in council; and the state of man,'

I have not known when his affections sway'd

Like 10 a little kingdom, suffers then
More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof,"

The nature of an insurrection."

one of his earliest comments on Shak-peare, addressed 1 Or hurd and garden appear to have been synony. to Concanen, when, in leavie with Theobald and mous with our ancestors. In Romeo and Juliet, Capu.others, he made war against Pope. The following note, let's garden is iwice called orchard.

by the Rev. Mr. Blakeway, is quite of another char. 2 Shak-peare usually uses remorse for pity, tender. acter, and takes with it my entire concurrence and ap. ness of heurt.

probation : 3 i. e. a matter proved by common prperience.

• The genius, and the mortal instruments.' &c. 4 The aspirer once attain'd unto the top,

Mortal is assuredly deadly ; as it is in Macbeth :Cuts off those means by which himself goe up:

Come, you spirits, And with a hariler hand, and straighter rein,

That tend on mortal thoughts.' Doth curb that looseness he did find before : By insiruments, I understand our bodily powers, our Doubting the occasion like might serve again, members : as Othello calls his eyes and hands his spo His own example makes him fear the more. culative and active instruments: and Menenius, in Ce

Daniel's Ciril Wars, 1602. riolanus, Act i. Sc. l, speaks of the 5 'As his kind,' like the rest of his species. Thus in

cranks and offices of man,' Antony and Cleopatra :- You must think this, look The strongeul nerves, and small inferior veins." you, the worm (i. serpent] will do his kind.'

So intending to paint, as he does very fively, the inward 6 The old copy erroneously reads, "the first of conflict which precedes the commission of some dreadful March. The correction was made by Theobald; as crime; he represents, as I conceive him, the genius, or was the following.

soul, consulting with the body, and, as it were, ques. 7 Here again the old copy reads, fifteen. This was tioning the limbs, the instruinents which are to perform only the dawn of the fifteenth when the boy makes his this deed of death, whether they can undertake to bear report.

her out in the assair, whether they can screw up their 8 The old copy reads :

courage to do what she shall enjoin them. The tumul. • Are then in cnuncil, and the state of a man,' &c. thous commotion of opposing sentiments and feelings, 9 There is a long and sanciful, but erroneous noue by produced by the firmness of the soul contending with Warburton on this passage, which is curious, as being the secret misgivings of the body; during which the

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Re-enter Lucius.

The sufferance of our souls, the tima's abuse, Luc. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door,

If these be motives weak, break off betimes, Wlie doth desire to see you.

And every man hence to his idle bed; Riu,

Is he alone!

So let high-sighted tyranny range on, Luc. No, sir; there are more with him.

Till each man drop by lottery.*But if these, Bu.

Do you know them? As I am sure they do, beur fire enough
Luc. No, sir ; their hats are pluck'd about their To kindle cowards, and to steel with valour

The melting spirits of women, then, countrymen, And hail their faces buried in their cloaks,

What need we any spur but our own cause, That by no means I may discover them

To prick us to redress? what other bond, By any mark of favour.!

Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word, Bru. Let them enter.

And will not palter ?s and what other oath,

(Exit Lucius. Than honesty to honesty engag'd, They are the faction. O, conspiracy !

That this shall be, or we will fall for it? Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, Swear priests, and cowards, and men cautelous, When evils are most frue? O, then, by day,

Old feeble carrions, and such suffering souls Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough

That welcome wrongs; unto bad causes swear To mask thy monstrous visage ? Seek none, con- Such creatures as men' doubt: but do not stain spiracy ;

The even virtue of our enterprise, Hide it in smiles, and affability:

Nor the insuppressive metile of our spirits, For if thou path thy native semblance2 on,

To think, thai, or our cause, or our performance, Not Erebus itses were dim enough

Did need an oath ; when every drop of blood, To hide thee from prevention.

That every Roman bears, and nobly bears,
Enter Cassius, Casca, Decius, Cinna, METEL-1guilty of a several bastardy,

If he do break the smallest particle

of any proniise that hath pass'd from him. Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest; Cas. But what of Cicero? Shall we sound him Good morro.v, Brutus: Do we trouble you ?

I think, he will stand very strong with us.
Brur I have been up this hour; awake, all night. Cusca. Let us not leave him out.
Know I these men, that come along with you ?


No, by no means Cas. Yes, every man of them; and no man here,

Met. 0, let us have him; for his silver hairs But honours you: and every one doth wish, Will purchase us a good opinion," You had but ihat opinion of yourself,

And buy men's voices to commend our deeds : Which every noble Roman bears of you.

It shall be said, his judgment rul'd our hands; This is Trebonius.

Our youths, and wildness, shall go whit appear
He is welcome hither.

But all be buried in his gravity.
Curs. This, Decius Brutus.

He is welcome too. For he will never follow any thing

Bru. O, name him not; let us not break with him; Cas. This, Casca; this, Cinna;

That other men begin. And this, Metellus Cimber.


Then leave him out.
They are all welcome.

Casca. Indeed, he is not fit.
What watchful cares do

then selves

Dec. Shall no man else be touch'd but only Cæsar? Bet wixt your eyes and night?

Cas. Decius, well urg'd:-1 think it is not meet, Cas. Shall I entreat a word ? [They whisper. Mark Antony, so well belov'd of Cæsar, Dec. Here lies the cast : Doth not the day break Should outlive Cesar : We shall find of him here?

A shrewd contriver; and, you know, his means Casca. No.

If he improves them, may well stretch so far, Ci.. 0, pardon, sir, it doth ; and yon gray lines, As to annoy us all; which to prevent, That fret the clouds, are messengers of day. Let Antony, and Caesar, fall together. Casca. You shall confess, that you are both de- Bru. Our course will seem

bloody, Caius ceiv'd.

Cassius, Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises :

To cut the head off, and then hack the limbs ; Which is a great way growing on the south, Like wrath in death, and envy afterwards : Weighing the youthful season of the year.

For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar. Some two months hence, up higher toward the north Let us be sacrificers, but not butchers, Caius. He first presents his fire; and the high east

We all stand up against the spirit of Cæsar; Stands as the Capitol, directly here.

And in the spirit of men there is no blood : Bru. Give me your hands all over, une by one.

0, that we rnen could come by Cesar's spirit, Car. And let us swear our resolution.

And not dismember Carsar! But, alas, Bru. No, not an oath : If not the face of men,

Czesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends, mental faculties are, though not actually dormant, yet in a sort of waking stupor, crushed by one overwhelm. The speech is formed on the following passage in ing image, is finely compared to a phantasm or a hide. North's Plutarch :-- The conspirators having never ous dream, and by the sale of man gnffering the nature taken oath together, nor taken or given any caution or of an insurrection. Tibali has something like it in assurance, nor binding themselves one to another by Romeo and Juliet :

any religious oaths, they kept the matter so secret to . Patience perforce with w:lful choler meeting, themselves,' &c. Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting.' 4 Steevens thinks there may be an allusion here lo I See Act i. Sc. 3.

the custom of decimation, i. e. the selection by lol of 2 If thou walk in thy true form.'

every tenth soldier in a general inutiny for punishment. 3 Johnson thus explains this passage ; in which, The poet speaks of this in Coriolanus :

By decimation and a tithed death with a view perhap. io imitate the abruptness of dis.

Take thou thy fate.' course, Shakspeare las constructed the latter part without any regard to the beginning. The face of 5 To palter is to shufte, lo equivocate ; to go from men' is the countrnance, the regard, the esteem of engagements once made. the public ;' in other termo, honou and reputation : or 6 Though cautelous is often used for wary, circumthe fuce of nan may mean the dejected look of the spect, by old writers, the context plainly shows that people.' Ta's Cicero in Catilinam :-Nihil horum ora Shakspeare uses it here for artful, insidious ; opposed vultusque moverunt.'

to honesty. It is used in Coriolanus, Act iv sc 1, in

the same sense. Gray may perhaps support Johnson's explanation:

And read their history in a nation's eyes.' 7 i. e. character. Thus in King Henry IV. Parti, Mason thought we should read, the faith of men ;' to Act v. Sc. 4: which, he says, the context evidently gives support :

"Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion.' what other bond,

8 Let us riot break the mater to him. Than secret Romans, that have spoke the word, 9 Enry here, as almost always by Shakspeare, lo And will not palter,' &e.

used for malice.

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