Our CÆSAR's Vesture torn? Othen look here: [Takes off the Mantle, FIRST CITIZEN. O mournful Sight! SECOND CITIZEN. O cruel Traytors, Villains! THIRD CITIZEN. O Noble CÆSAR! but we'll be reveng'd. Stay, Countrymen. ANTONY. FOURTH CITIZEN. Peace there, he speaks again. ALL. We'll hear him, follow him, and die with him, ANTONY. Good Friends, dear Friends, let me not ftir you up To fuch a fudden Flame of Mutiny. They who have done this Deed, are Men of Note: What private Griefs they had, alas I know not, Which made them do it; they are wondrous wife, And will, no doubt, give you fome fhew of Reason. I come not, Friends, to fteal away your Hearts : I am no Orator, as CASSIUS is; But as you know me all, a plain, blunt Man Mouths, And bid them fpeak for me: But, were I BRUTUS, Would rouze up ev'ry Soul, and put a Tongue ALL. We'll mutiny; we'll burn the House of BRUTUS. FOURTH CITIZEN. Away then, come, feek the Confpirators. ANTONY. Yet hear me, Countrymen, yet hear me speak, ALL. Peace ho! hear ANTONY, most noble ANTONY. ANTONY. Why Friends, you go to do you know not what. Where Wherein has CÆSAR thus deferv'd your Love? ALL. 'Tis true, the Will; let's ftay and hear the Will. Here is the Will, and under CÆSAR's Seal; To ev'ry fev'ral Man, fev'nty five Drachma's. THIRD CITIZEN. Well faid; thofe Drachma's will coft fome Men dear. ALL. Moft gen'rous CÆSAR! we'll revenge his Death. ANTONY. Hear me with Patience. ALL. Peace ho! noble CÆSAR! ANTONY. Morcover, he has left you all his Walks, ALL. ALL. O never, never; come Sirs, come away. ANTONY. Hold, hold, my Masters, stay one Moment longer; Now keep your Hearts from breaking if you can: Prepare ye now to burst with Grief and Anger. Behold this Scroll, the very hand of CÆSAR! In it he notes this firm and settled Purpose, First to fubdue the Parthians, our worst Focs, And then restore Rome to her ancient Freedom. "I'll keep the Pow'r, faith he, of Rome's Dictator, "Till I have vanquifh'd all her Enemies: "Then, Oh ye Gods! may fhe be free for ever, "Tho' at th' expence of all our dearest Blood! That precious Blood is here indeed let out, But where's the I iberty we purchase by it? Slaves as we are to Murderers and Villains. FIRST CITIZEN. We'll burn his Body in the Holy Place, SECOND CITIZEN. Take up the Body. THIRD CITIZEN. Go, fet fire; pull down The very Senate-Houfe where CÆSAR dy'd. AN |