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| Peace, ho! Caesar speaks. |
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Stand you directly in Antonius' way
When he doth run his course. Antonius. |
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Forget not in your speed, Antonius
To touch Calpurnia; for our elders say
The barren, touched in this holy chase,
Shake off their sterile curse. |
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| I shall remember. When Caesar says "Do this," it is performed. |
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| Set on, and leave no ceremony out. |
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| Bid every noise be still. Peace yet again? |
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| Who is it in the press that calls on me? I hear a tongue shriller than all the music Cry "Caesar!" Speak. Caesar is turned to hear. |
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| A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March. |
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| Set him before me; let me see his face. |
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| Fellow, come from the throng, look upon Caesar. |
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| He is a dreamer; let us leave him. Pass. |
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| Will you go see the order of the course? |
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| I am not gamesome. I do lack some part Of that quick spirit that is in Antony. Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires. I'll leave you. |
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| Brutus, I do observe you now of late; I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have. You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand over your friend that loves you. |
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| Cassius, Be not decieved. If I have veiled my look, I turn the trouble of my countenance Merely upon myself. |
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| But let not therefore my good friends be grieved (Among which number, Cassius, be you one) Nor construe any further my neglect Than that poor Brutus with himself at war, forgets the shows of love to other men. |
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| Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion, By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations. Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face? |
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| No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself ut by reflection, by some other things. |
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| 'Tis just. And it is very much lamented, Brutus, That you have no such mirrors as will turn your hidden worthiness into your eye that you might see your shadow. |
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| I have heard where many of the best respect in Rome (except immortal Caesar), speaking of Brutus and groaning underneath this age's yoke, have wished that noble Brutus had his eyes. |
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| Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius, That you would have me seek into myself for that which is not in me? |
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| Therefore, good Brutus, be prepared to hear; And since you know you cannot see yourself as well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself that which you yet know not of. |
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| And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus. Where I a common laugher, or did use to stale with ordinary oaths my love to every new protester; if you know that I do fawn on men and hug them hard and after scandal them; of if you know that I profess myself in banqueting To all the rout, then hold me dangerous. |
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| What mean this shouting? I do fear the people choose Caesar for their king. |
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| Ay, do you fear it? Then must I think you would not have it so. |
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| Set honor in one eye and death i' the other, and I will look on both indifferently; For let the gods so speed me as I love the name of honor more than I fear death. |
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| I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus, As well as I do know your outward favor. Well, honor is the subject of my story. I cannot tell what you and other men think of this life, but for my single self, I had as lief not be as life to be in awe of such a thing as I myself. |
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| I was born free as Caesar, so were you; We both have fead as well, and we can both endure the winter's cold as well as he. |
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| For onve, upon a raw and gusty day, The trouble Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to me, "Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood and swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, accoutered as I was, I plunged in and bade him follow. So indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it with lusty sinews, throwign it aside and stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!" |
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| Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans mork him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius," As a sick girl! Ye gods! it doth amaze me a man of such a feeble temper should so get the start of the majestic world and bear the palm alone. |
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| Another general shout? I do believe that these applauses are for some new honors that are heaped on Caesar. |
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| Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world like a Colossus, and we petty men wald under his huge legs and peep about to find ourselves dishonorable graves. |
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| "Brutus," and "Caesar." What should be in that "Caesar?" Why sould that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together: yours is as fair a name. Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well. Weigh them, it is as heavy. Conjure with 'em: "Brutus" will start a spirit as soon as "Caesar." |
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| Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed That he is grown so great? Age, thou are shamed! Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods! |
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| Now is it Romm indeed, and room enough, when there is in it but one only man! O, you and I have heard our fathers say there was a Brutus once that would have frooked the eternal devil to keep his state in Rome as easily as a king. |
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| That youdo love me I am nothing jealous. What you would work me to, I have some aim. How I have thought of this and of these times, I shall recount hereafter. |
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| For this present, I would not (so with love I might entreat you) Be any further moved. What you have said I will consider; what you have to say I will with patience har, and find a time both meet to hear and answere such high things. |
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| Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this: Brutus had rather be a villager than to repute himself a son of Rome under these hard conditions as this time is like to lay upon us. |
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| I am glad that my weak words have struck but this much show of fire from Brutus. |
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| The games are done, and Caesar is returning. |
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| As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleef and he will (after his sour fashion) tell you what hath proceeded worthy note today. |
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| I will do so. But look you, Cassius! The angry spot doth glow on Caesar's brow, And all the rest look like a chidden train. Calpurnia's cheek is pale, and Cicero looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes as we have seen him in the Capitol, Being crossed in conference by some senators. |
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| Let me have men about me that are fat, sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much, such men are dangerous. |
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| Fear him not, Caesar, he's not dangerous. He is a noble Roman, and well given. |
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| Would he were fatter! But I fear him not. Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much, He his a great observer, and he looks quite through the deeds of men. |
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| He loves no plays as thou dost, Antony; he hears no music. Seldom he smiles, in such a sort as if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything. |
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| Seldom he simles, and smiles in such a sort as if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit that could be moved to smile at anything. Such men as he be never at heart's ease whiles they behold a greater than themselves, and therefore are they very dangerous. |
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| I ratehr tell thee what is to be feared Than what I fear, for always I am Caesar. Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf, and tell me truly what thou think'st of him. |
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| Ay, Casca. Tell us what hath chanced today that Caesar looks so sad. |
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| Why, there was a crown offered him; and being offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand, thus, And then the people fell a shouting. |
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| Ay, marry, was't! and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and at every putting-by mine honest neighbors shouted. |
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| Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca |
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| I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it. It was mere fookery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown--yet 'twas not a crown neither, 'twas wone of these coronets-- and, as I told you, he put it by once. But for all that, to my thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he offered it to him again; but to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. |
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| And for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air. |
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| No, Caesar hath not it; but you, and I, and honest Casca, we have the falling sickness. |
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| I know not what you mean by that, but I am sure Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not clap him and hiss him, according as he pleased and displeased them, as they use to do the players in the theater, I am no true man. |
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| Maryy, before he fell down, when he percieved the common herd was glad that he refused the crown, he plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his throat to cut. An I had been a man of any occupation, if I would not have taken him at a word I would I might go to hel among the rogues. |
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| And so he fell. When he came to himself again, he said, if he had done or said anything amiss, he desired their worships to think it was his infirmity. Three or four wenches where I stood cried, "Alas, good soul!" and forgave him with all their hearts. But there's no heed to be taken of them. If Caesar had stabbed their mothers, they would have done no less. |
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| Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er look you i' the face again. But those that understood him smiled at one another and shook their heads, but for mine own part, it was Greek to me. |
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| I could tell you more news, too. Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs of Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you well. There was more foolery yet, if I could remember it. |
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| Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth eating. |
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| What a blunt fellow is this grown to be! He was quick mettle when he went to school. |
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| So is he now in execution Of any bold or noble enterprise however he puts on this tardy form. This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, which gives men stomach to digest his words with better appetite. |
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| And so it is. For this time I will leave you. Tomorrow, if you please to speak with me, I will come home to you; or if you will, come home to me, and I will wait for you. |
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| I will do so. Till then, think of the world. |
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| Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet I see thy honorable mettle may be wrought from that it is disposed. Therefore it is meet that noble minds keep ever with their likes for who so firm that cannnot be seduced? |
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| Caesar doth bear me hard, but he loves Brutus. If I were Brutus now and he were Cassius, He should not humor me. I will this night, in several hands, in at his windows throw, ans if they came from several citizens, writing, all tending to the great opinion that Rome holds of his name; wherein obscurely Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at. And after this let Caesar seat him sure, for we will shacke him, or worse days endure. |
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