Now Rome's fecure, there's no fuch thing as Danger. 'Twas CÆSAR's Soul we fear'd, and that once gone, We cannot use his harmless Corps too well.

CASSIUS.

But yet I fear the worst.

BRUTUS.

Befides I'll go,

And speak before him in the Market-place.
But ANTONY, your Praise must be so nice,
As not to blame our Action: you may fhew
Both Love to CÆSAR, and Efteem of us.

CASSIUS.

His Speech fhall be your Pattern; fo we leave you pay that Pity which you owe your Friend.

To

[Exeunt all but ANTONY.

SCENE

VI.

ANTONY, who stands over the Body of CÆSAR alone.

ANTONY.

Pity indeed! but what a wretched Change,

That thou should'ft move it ! Thou, whose wondrous

Soul

Was high as e'er Humanity attain'd;

Yet

Yet gentle as the humbleft of Mankind.

[Enter fome Friends of ANTONY.

Thy vaft Ambition was but juft, and like

The Element of Fire when first created,

Which foar'd above the rest, to fhine more glorious,
And chear the under World with Light and Heat.
Thou still shalt shine a Comet, and portend
A black and bloody Scene of Civil War.
Thefe Wounds infpire me with prophetick Skill,
Which like dumb Mouths op'ning their bloody Lips,
Seem to entreat the utt'rance of my Tongue.
Now the whole World disturb'd, will miss thee foon;
Men fhall bemoan their Mafter, beat their Breafts,
And lay upon thy Death all their Misfortunes.
Wars, Bloodthed, Maffacres, fuch horrid Deeds,
And fatal Fury, fhall be fo familiar,

That Cuftom fhall take off all Senfe of Crime,
And Shame and Guilt fhall be but Words forgot,
Loft in the boundless Licence of the Times.

Come, let us bear him to the Market-place,
This is a Jewel yet, tho' drop'd by Fortune;
With which we'll purchase Popularity,
And fet up for our felves in this new World.
Our Tears and Grief will foften their hard Hearts,

Fit

Fit to receive Impreffion from our Words.

And when Crowds liften once, there is no Fear, They have the People's Hearts, who have their Ear. [Exeunt with the Body of CESAR.

H°

To be fung after the Fourth Act.

Fourth CHORUS.

OW great a Curfe has Providence
Thought fit to caft on Human Kind!

Learning, Courage, Eloquence,
The gentleft Nature, nobleft Mind,
Were intermix'd in one alone;
Yet in one Moment overthrown!

Could Chance, or fenfelefs Atoms join
To form a Soul fo great as his?

Or would those Pow'rs we hold Divine,

Destroy their own chief Mafter-piece? Where so much Difficulty lies,

The doubtful are the only wife.

And, what must more perplex our Thoughts 3
Great Jove the beft of Romans sends,
To do the very worft of Faults,

And kill the kindeft of his Friends.
All this is far above our reach,
Whatever Pricfts prefume to preach.

ACT

ACT V. SCENE L

19 SCENE the Forum.

Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, followed by Crowds

BEHOLD

of Citizens.

FIRST CITIZEN.

EHOLD the Men who have deliver'd Rome!
SECOND CITIZEN.

BRUTUS has freed us all, and he fhall rule us.

THIRD CITIZEN.

We will be free, and ferve the Noble BRUTUS.

BRUTUS.

Why Friends, ye fpeak Impoffibilities;
Would ye be free, yet ferve? how odd that sounds!
I grieve to see you bear your Change no better.
But give me leave to fatisfy you all,

Why we have done this Deed, and for whose fakes.
I'll go up here; they who will hear me, stay;
The reft may follow CASSIUS, and hear him.