Tears open Graves, and keeps us all in Terror:
A Man no mightier than thy self, or me,

In real Might, in Worth; yet grown a Giant ;
And every Roman else seems but a Pigmy.

CASCA.

It is not hard to guess the Man you mean.

CASSIUS.

No matter for his Name; for Romans now
Have Limbs, and Sinews, like their Ancestors;
But where the Minds of all our famous Fathers?
Dead, dead with them! we have our Mothers Spirits;
'Tis Womanish to fee, and fuffer this.

CASCA.

Indeed, they fay, the Senators to-morrow
Mean to establish CÆSAR for their King;
And he shall wear his Crown by Sea, and Land,
every Place, but here in Italy.

In

CASSIUS.

I know where I fhall wear this Dagger then. CASSIUS from Bondage will deliver CASSIUS. Herein the poor are rich, the weak most strong; By this, the wretched mock at bafe Oppreffion; The meanest are victorious o'er the mighty.

Not Tow'rs of Stone, nor Walls of harden'd Brass, Nor airless Dungeons, the poor Strength of Tyrants,

Not all their strongest Guards, nor heaviest Chains,
Can in the leaft controul the mighty Spirit.
For, noble Life, when weary of it self,
Has always power to fhake it off, at pleasure.
Since I know this, know all the World befides,
That part of Tyranny prepar'd for me,

I can and will defy.

CASCA.

And fo can I.

Thus every Bondman in his own Hand bears
The Power to cancel his Captivity.

CASSIUS.

And why fhould CESAR be a Tyrant then?
Poor Man! I know he would not be a Wolf,
But that he fees the Romans are but Sheep:
He were no Lion, if we were not Lambs.
But oh, diforder'd Grief, where haft thou led me!
I speak, perhaps, before a willing Bondman,
One whom tame Fools mifcall a mod'rate Man;
That is, a mean Complyer with the Times.
But I am arm'd within against all Danger.

CASCA.

CASSIUS, you speak to CASCA, to a Man

Whofe Thoughts have all this while out-gone your

Words;

Here

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Here take my Hand, and make what use of it
The Times and our Neceffities require;

I am refolv'd;

CASSIUS.

Then, there's a Bargain made.

Now know, good CASCA, I have mov'd already
Some of the boldest nobleft-minded Romans
To undertake with me an Enterprize
Of honourable, dang'rous Confequence.
They now all ftay for me in POMPEY'S Porch,
(And fuch a Night as this requires a Shelter)
A Night, that's like the noble Work in hand,
All black, and terrible! but foft; ftand clofc.

Enter TRE BONIUS.

CASCA.

TREBONIUS, now I know him by his Gait.

CASSIUS.

He is a Friend; pray hold, whither so fast?

TREBONIUS.

To look out you. Who's that, METELLUS CIMBER?

CASSIUS.

No, 'tis our CASCA, one as bold, and honeft;

Am I not ftay'd for?

TRE

TREBONIUS.

What a Night is this!

There's two or three of us have seen strange Sights!

CASSIUS.

Well, let 'em see them.

Tell me, am I ftaid for?

TREBONIUS.

You are.

O CASSIUS, if you could prevail with BRUTUS; He, as a Band, would tye our Party ftrong.

CASCA.

Why is not BRUTUS one? I thought him fure.

CASSIUS.

Be you content. TREBONIUS, take this Scrole,
And look you lay it in the ready way,

Where BRUTUS needs must find it; then, throw this
In at his Window; fet this up with Wax
Upon old BRUTUS' Statue: all this done,

Repair to POMPEY'S Porch, where you fhall find us;
IS DECIUS BRUTUS, and MARULLUS there?

TREBONIUS.

All, all are there, except METELLUS CIMBER ; And he is gone to seek you at your House.

CASSIUS.

CASSIUS.

Away then; lose no time: Come, my good CASCA,
We will go vifit BRUTUS yet e'er Day:

Three Parts of that good Man are ours already,
And, on the next Affault, he yields entire.

CASCA.

Oh, he fits high in all the People's Hearts.

CASSIUS.

So, that which would appear Offence in us, OR His Countenance, like the great Art of Chymifts, Will change to Virtue, and to noble Deeds.

CASCA.

Him and his Worth, and our great need of him, You have confider'd well. Come let's make haste.

CASSIUS.

The Sun that fees him next, shall find him ours.

[Exeunt.

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