Wherein hath Cæfar thus deferv'd your loves?
Alas, you know not :—I must tell you then :-
You have forgot the will I told you of.

CIT. Most true;-the will;-let's stay, and hear the will. ANT. Here is the will, and under Cæfar's feal.

To every Roman citizen he gives,

To every feveral man, feventy-five drachmas.

2 CIT. Most noble Cæfar!-We'll revenge his death. 3 CIT. O royal Cæfar!

ANT. Hear me with patience.

CIT. Peace, ho!

ANT. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
His private arbours, and new-planted orchards,
On this fide Tiber; he hath left them

you,
And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Cæfar: When comes fuch another?

I CIT. Never, never :-Come, away, away:
We'll burn his body in the holy place,

And with the brands fire the traitors' houses,
Take up the body.

4 CIT. Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.

[Exeunt CITIZENS, with the body.

ANT. Now let it work: Mischief, thou art afoot,

Take thou what courfe thou wilt !-How now, fellow?

Enter a SERVANT.

SERV. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.

ANT. Where is he?

SERV. He and Lepidus are at Cæfar's house. ANT. And thither will I ftraight to visit him; He comes upon a wifh. Fortune is merry,

And in this mood will give us any thing,
SERV. I heard him fay, Brutus and Caffius
Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.

ANT. Belike, they had some notice of the people, How I had mov'd them. Bring me to Octavius. [Exeunt,

SCENE III. The fame. A Street.
Enter CINNA the Poet.

CIN. I dreamt to-night, that I did feaft with Cæfar, And things unluckily charge my fantasy :

I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet fomething leads me forth.

Enter CITIZENS.

I CIT. What is your name?
2 CIT. Whither are you going?
3 CIT. Where do you dwell?

4 CIT. Are you a married man or a bachelor?
2 CIT. Answer every man, directly.

I CIT. Ay, and briefly.

4 CIT. Ay, and wifely.

3 CIT. Ay, and truly, you were best.

CIN. What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a bachelor? Then to anfwer every man directly, and briefly, wifely, and truly. Wifely I fay, I am a bachelor.

2 CIT. That's as much as to fay, they are fools that marry:-You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly.

CIN. Directly, I am going to Cæfar's funeral,

I CIT. As a friend, or an enemy?

CIN. As a friend.

2 CIT. That matter is answer'd directly.

4 CIT. For your dwelling,-briefly.

I CIT. Tear him to pieces, he's a confpirator. CIN. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. 4. CIT. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

CIN. I am not Cinna the confpirator.

CIT. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.

3 CIT. Tear him, tear him. Come, brands, ho! firebrands. To Brutus', to Caffius'; burn all. Some to Decius' house, and fome to Cafca's; fome to Ligarius': away; [Exeunt.

go.

ACT V

SCENE I. The fame. A Room in ANTONY's house. ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, feated at a table.

ANT. These many then shall die; their names are prick'd. Oct. Your brother too muft die; Confent you, Lepidus? LEP. I do confent.

OcT. Prick him down Antony.

LEP. Upon condition Publius fhall not live,

Who is fifter's fon, Mark Antony.

your

ANT. He fhall not live; look, with a fpot I damn him.

But, Lepidus, go you to Cæfar's house;

Fetch the will hither, and we will determine

How to cut off fome charge in legacies.

LEP. What, fhall I find you here?

OCT. Or here, or at

The Capitol.

ANT. This is a flight unmeritable man,

[Exit LEPIDUS.

Meet to be fent on errands: Is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the tree to share it?

OCT. So you thought him;

And took his voice who should be prick'd to die, In our black sentence and profcription.

ANT. Octavius, I have seen more days than you: And though we lay these honours on this man, To ease ourselves of divers flanderous loads, He shall but bear them as the afs bears gold, Το groan and fweat under the business, Either led or driven, as we point the way; And having brought our treasure where we will, Then take we down his load, and turn him off, Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears,

And

graze in commons.

Ост. You may do your will;

But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

ANT. So is my horse, Octavius; and, for that, I do appoint him ftore of provender. It is a creature that I teach to fight, To wind, to stop, to run directly on; His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit. And, in fome tafte, is Lepidus but fo; He must be taught, and train'd, and bid A barren-fpirited fellow; one that feeds On objects, arts, and imitations;

go

Which, out of use, and stal'd by other men,
Begin his fashion: Do not talk of him,
But as a property. And now, Octavius,

Liften great things. Brutus and Caffius,

forth:

Are levying powers: we must straight make head ; Therefore let our alliance be combin'd,

Our best friends made, and our beft means ftretch'd out;

And let us presently go fit in council,

How covert matters may be beft difclos'd,

And open perils fureft answered.

OCT. Let us do fo: for we are at the ftake,

And bay'd about with many enemies;

And fome, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischief.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II. Before BRUTUS' tent, in the camp near Sardis. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and Soldiers: TITINIUS and PINDARUS meeting them.

BRU. Stand here.

Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand.

BRU. What now, Lucilius? is Caffius near?
Luc. He is at hand; and Pindarus is come

To do you falutation from his master.

[PINDARUS gives a letter to BRUtus. BRU. He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers,

Hath given me fome worthy cause to wish

Things done, undone : but, if he be at hand,
I fhall be fatisfied.

PIN. I do not doubt,

But that my noble mafter will appear
Such as he is, full of regard, and honour.
BRU. He is not doubted.-A word, Lucilius;
How he receiv'd you, let me be refolv❜d.

Luc. With courtefy, and with refpect enough;
But not with fuch familiar inftances,

Nor with fuch free and friendly conference,
As he hath us'd of old.

BRU. Thou haft describ'd