ACT IV. SCENE I.. The Scene, a Street, through which CASAR paffes in Pomp to the Senate-Houfe, attended by thofe Senators who were with him at the end of the former Act. Be pleas'd, Great CÆSAR, to perufe this Parchment. MESSALA. 'Tis from a Friend of CESAR this Petition; At your first leisure read his humble Suit. SPURINN A. Oh, CÆSAR, read mine firft, 'tis for your Safety: VOL. I. T Read Read it, Great CÆSAR, read it inftantly. CÆSAR. What moft concerns our felf fhallaft be read: I'll lay it up against a time of leisure. CASSIUS. [TO CASSIUS. What, do you trouble CÆSAR in the Street? SPURINN A. But, mine concerns his Life. CASSIUS. I know it does; Therefore away, we'll all take care of that. SCENE II. The Scene is changed to the Senate-House, which appears full of Senators, who all rise up at CASAR's coming. One of them whispers BRUTUS. SENATOR. All good Succefs attend your Enterprize. CASSIUS. What did he say? BRUTUS. He wifh'd me good Success. CAS CASSIUS. See, he makes up to CÆSAR earnestly. BRUTUS. There is no Danger, CASSIUS; CÆSAR fmiles; DECIMUS BRUTUS. Let's all kneel round to beg for CYMBER's Life. BRUTUS. 'Tis mean at any time, but needless now s Go you, I will not kneel. CASSIUS. Well, what you please. CASCA strikes firft; but ftay, CÆSAR will speak. SCENE III. CÆSAR fits on a Seat above the reft; then rises up and speaks, while the Senators ftand round him. Now, Rev'rend Lords, if any weighty Thoughts Is there a barbarous People yet fo rude, Is that great Parthian King fo haughty grown, My Arms fhall hafte to humble all his Pride, And And not refign my Pow'r, like unlearn'd SYLLA, For want of Skill to use it. [They all ftab CESAR, who struggles with them till he fees BRUTUS ftrike. What, BRUTUS too! CÆSAR. Nay, then 'tis time to die. [Falls down, and covers himself with his Robes, BRUTUS. Liberty, Freedom! Tyranny is dead. Nay ftir not, worthy Lords, nor be amaz'd; Run to the Streets, and cry out Liberty! And let us bathe our Hands in CESAR'S Blood, |