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Hath done this deed on Cæfar. For your part,
Caf. Your voice shall be as strong as any man's
Bru. Only be patient 'till we have appeas'd
Ant. I doubt not of your wisdom.
in thy death. O wold! thou wait the forest to this hart,
Caf. Mark Antony
Ant. Pardon me, Caius Cassius; The enemies of Cæfar shall say this: Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.
Caf. I blame you not for praising Cæfar so, But what compact mean you to have with us? Will you be prick'd in number of our friends, Or shall we on, and not depend on you?
Ant. Therefore I took your hands, but was indeed
Bru. Or else were this a favage spectacle.
Ant. That's all I seek ;
Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.
Caf. Brutus, 'a word with you
Bru. By your pardon,
It shall advantage more, than do us wrong.
Caf. I know not what may fall, I like it not.
Bru. Mark Antony, here take you Cæfar's body :
Ant. Be it fo ;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
Enter Octavius's Servant.
Ser. I do, Mark Antony.
Ser. He did receive his letters, and is coming,
[Seeing the body
Ser. He lyes to-night within seven leagues of Rome.
Ant. Poft back with speed, and tell him what hath chanc'd, Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome, No Rome of safety for Oétavius yet ; Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet stay a while, Thou shalt not back, 'uill I have born this corse Into the market-place: there shall I cry In my Oration, how the people take The cruel issue of these bloody men ; According to the which, thou shalt discourse To young Ostavius of the state of things. Lend me your hand.
[Exeunt with Cæsar's body,
The FORUM. Enter Brutus, and mounts the Roftra. Caffius, with the
Plebeians. Pleb. We will be satisfied ; let us be satisfied. [friends.
Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, Calius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers; VOL. V.
Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;
i Pleb. I will hear Brutus speak.
2 Pleb. I will hear Casius, and compare their reasons, When fev'rally we hear them rendered.
[Exit Caffius, with some of the Plebeians. 3 Pleb. The noble Brutus is ascended : silence ! Bru. Be patient 'till the last.
Romans, Countrymen, and Friends! hear me for my cause ; and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this affembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him í say, that Brutus's love to Cæfar was no less than his. If then that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Cæfar, this is my answer : Not that I lov'd Cafar less, but that I lov'd Rome more. Had you rather Cæfar were living, and dye all naves; than that Cæfar were dead, to live all free-men ? As Cæsar lov'd me, I weep for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him ; but as he was ambitious, I new him. There are tears for his love, joy for his fortune, honour for his valour, and death for his ambition. Who's here fo bafe that would be a bond-man? if any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman? if any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country ? if any, speak ; for him have I offended.
- I pause for a reply All. None, Brutus, none.
Bru. Then none have I offended I have done no more to Cæfar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is inrolld in the Capitol; his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy; nor his offences'enforc'd, for which he suffered death.