Caf. And you are come in very happy time, Caf. Shall Cafar send a lie? Have I in conqueft ftretch'd mine arm so far, Dec. Moft mighty Cafar, let me know some cause, Caf. The caufe is in my will, I will not come, That is enough to fatisfy the senate. But for your private fatisfaction, Because I love you, I will let you know. Hath begg'd, that I will stay at home to-day. Dec. This dream is all amifs interpreted; Your ftatue spouting blood in many pipes, h Caf. And this way have you well expounded it. Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can fay; And know it now: The fenate have concluded To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cafar, If you fhall fend them word, you will not come, When Cafar's wife shall meet with better dreams. Lo, Cafar is afraid? Pardon me, Cafar, for my dear dear love Caf. How foolish do your fears feem now, Calphurnia! I am afhamed I did yield to them.— Give me my robe, for I will go : [* To an attendant. Enter Brutus, Ligarius, Metellus, Casca, Trebonius, Cinna, and Publius. And look where Publius is come to fetch me. H. cognisances. 3 W. afham'd. This direction first put in by C Pub. Pub. Good morrow, Cafar. Caf. Welcome, Publius. What, Brutus, are you stirr'd fo early too?— Good morrow, Cafca. Caius Ligarius, Cæfar was ne'er so much your enemy, As that fame ague which hath made you lean.- m Bru. Cafar, 'tis ftrucken eight. Caf. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. See! Antony, that revels long o' nights, Is notwithstanding up.-Good morrow, Antony. Caf. Bid them prepare within. I am to blame to be thus waited for. ["To an Attendant、 Now, Cinna-Now, Metellus-What, Trebonius! Treb. Cafar, I will:-and fo near will I be, [Afide. That your beft friends fhall wish I had been further. Caf. Good friends, go in, and tafte fome wine with me; And we, like friends, will straitway go together. Bru. That every like is not the fame, O Cafar, [ Afide. The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon. [Exeunt. H. reads, Ob! Caius, &c. a This direction first given by C. • Two firft fo's, ted. This direction first given by R.. E 2 SCENE SCENE V • A Street near the Capitol. Enter Artemidorus reading a paper. Cæfar, beware of Brutus, take heed of Caffius, come not near Casca, have an eye to Cinna, truft not Trebonius, mark well Metellus Cimber, Decius Brutus loves thee not, thou haft wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all thefe men, and it is bent against Cæfar. If thou beeft not immortal, look about thee: Security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee! Thy lover, Artemidorus. Here will I ftand, till Cafar pafs along, If thou read this, O Cafar, thou may'st live; ["Exit. In R. and C. Scene III; in P. H. W. and J. Scene VII. s No defcription of the Scene in the fo's; R. P. and H. call it, the freet, omitting near the capitol. w Here, according to the ftri&nels of fcenical reprefentation, the direction, inftead of Exit, fhould have been Scene clofes; for Artemidorus says, Here will I fand, till Cæfar pass along, &c. which Reading a paper is first added by refolution of his is contradicted by his making an Exit. R. The fo's and C. you for thee. SCENE * SCENE VI. ▾ Another part of the fame Street, before Brutus's Houfe. Enter Portia and Lucius. Por. I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house, Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone: Why doft thou stay? Luc. To know my errand, madam. Por. I would have had thee there, and here again, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue; I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. How hard it is for women to keep counsel!-- Luc. Madam, what should I do? Run to the capitol, and nothing else? And fo return to you, and nothing else? a Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well; For he went fickly forth: And take good note, What Cæfar doth, what fuitors press to him. Hark, boy! what noise is that? Luc. I hear none, madam. |