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Ces. And you are come in very happy time,
To bear my Greeting to the Senators,
And tell them that I will not come to Day:
Cannot is false, and that I dare not, faller;
I will not come to Day; tell them lo, Decius.

Cal. Say he is fick.

Cef. Shall Cesar send a Lic?
Have I in Conqueit stretcht mine Arm fo far,
To be af aid to tell Grey.beards the Truth?
Decius, go tell them Cæfar will not come.

Dec. Most mighry Cedar, let me know.lome Cause, Left I be laught at when I tell them fo.

Caf. The Caule is in my Will, I will not come; That is enough to satisfie the Sinate. But for your private Satisfadion, Becau'e I love you, I will let you

Calphurnia here, my Wife, stays me at home:
She dreamt last Night Me faw my Statue,
Which like a Fountain, with an hundred Spouts,
Did run pure Blood; ard many lusty Romans
Came smiling, and did bathe their Hands in ic:
And these does the apply, for Warnings and Portenis,
And Evils imminent; and on her knee
Hath begg’d that I will stay at home to Day.

Dec. This Dream is all amifs interpreted,
It was a Vifion fair and fortunate :
Your Statue spouting Blood in many Pipes,
In which so many smiling Romans bath'd,
Signifies that from you great Rome thall suck
Reviving Blood, and that Great Men shall press
For Tindures, Stains, Relicks, and Cognifance.
This, by Calphurnia's Dream is signified.

Caf. And this way have you well expounded it.

Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can say; And know it now, the Senate have concluded To give this Day i Crown to mighty Cefar. If you shall send them Word you will not come, Their Minds may change. Besides, it were a mock Apt to be render'd, for some one to say, Break up the Senate 'till another time, When Cafar's Wife shall meet with better Dreams :

If Cafar hide himself, shall they not whisper,
Lo, Cafar is afraid !
Pardo i me, Cæfar, for my dear dear Love,
To your Prociding, bids me tell you

this: And Reason to my Love is liable.

Cafe How fooliih do your Fears seem now, Calphurnia?
I am alhamed I did yield to them.
Give me my Robe, for I will go.
Enter Brutus, Ligarinis, Metellus, Caska, Trebonius

Cinna, and Publius.
And look where Publius is come to fetch me.

Pub. Good Morrow, Cæfar.

Caf. Welcome, Publius.
What, Brutus, are you stirrid so early too
Good Morrow, Caska: Caius Ligarius,
Cæfar was ne'er so much your Enemy,
As that fame Ague which hath made you lean.
What is't a Clock?

Bru. Cesar, 'uis ftrucken eight.
Cæf. I thank


Pains and Courtefie,

Enter Antony
See Antony, that revels long a-nights,
Is not withstanding up. Good Morrow, Antony.

Ant. So to most noble Cæfar.

Caf. Bid them prepare within :
I am to blame to be thus waited for.
Now Cinna ; now Metellus; what, Trebonius
I have an hour's talk in store for you, se
Remember that you call on me to Day,
Be near me, that I may remember you.

Treb. Cefar, I will; and fo near will I be, [Afde,
That your best Friends shall wish I had been furgher.

CafGood Friends go in, and taste fome Wine with me,
Ang' we, like Friends, will straightway go together. }

Br.x. That every like is not the same, o Casar,
The Ileart of Bruius earns to think upon. [Exeunt.

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SCENE: III. - The Street.

Enter Artimedorus reading a Paper. Cæsar, beware of Brutus, take heed of Calljus, come nor near Caska, have an Eye to Cinna, iruft not Trebonius, mark well Metellus Cimber, Decius Brutus loves thee not; ihou baft wrongid Caius Ligarius. There is but one Mind in all thefe Món, and it is bent against Cæsar. If thon beeft not immortal, look about thee : Security gives way to Conspiracy. Tbe mighty Gods defend thee.

Thy Lover Artemidorus.
Here will I stand, 'till Cæfar pass along,
And as a Suitor will I give him this:
My Heart laments, that Virtue cannot live
Out of the teeth of Emulation.
If thou read this, O Cæfar, thou may'it live;
If not, the Fates with Traitors do contrive. [Exit.

Enter Portia and Lucius.
Por. I prithee, Boy, run to the Senatc-house,
Stay not to answer

get thee gone, Why dost chou stay?

Luc, To know my Errand, Madam.

Pór. I would have had thee there, and here again,
E'er I can tell thee what chou should ft do there-
O Constancy, be strong upon my side,
Set a huge Mountain 'tween my Heart and Tongue;
I have a Man's Mind, but a Woman's Might:
How hard it is for Women to keep Counsel!
Art thou here yet?

Luc. Madam, what should I do?
Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?
And so return to you, and nothing elfe?

Por. Yes, bring me word, Boy, if thy Lord look well,
For he went fickly forth: and take good note,
What Cafar doth, what Suitors press to him.
Hark Boy! what noise is that?

Luc. I hear none, Madam.

Por. Prithee liften well:
I heard a buffling Rumour like a Fray,


me, but

And the Wind brings it from the Capitoli
Luc. Sooth, Madam, I hear nothing.

Enter Artemidorus.
Por. Come hither Fellow, which way hist thou been?
Art. At mine own House, good Lady.
Por. What is't a Clock?
Art. About the ninth Hour, Lady.
Por. Is Cafar yet gone to the Capitol?

Art. Madam, not yet, I go to take my stand, To fee him pass on to the Capitol.

Por. Thou hast some Suit to Cafar, hift thou not?

Art. That I have, Lidy, if it will please Cafar
To be fo good to Cefar, as to hear me:
I shall beseech him to defend himself,

Por. Why, know'st thou any harm's intended towards him?

Art. None that I know will be,
Much that I fear may chance.
Good Morrow to you. Here the Street is narrow :
The Throng that follows Cafar at the Heels
Of Senators, of Prætors, common Suitors,
Will crowd a feeble Man almost to Death:
I'll get me to a place inore void, and there
Speak to great Cafar as he comes along.

Por. I must go in Aye me! how weak a thing
The Heart of Woman is ! O Brutus !
The Heavors speed thee in chine Enterprize.
Sure the Boy heard me: Brutus hath a Suit
That Cafar will not grant. O, I grow faint:
Run, Lucius, and commend me to my Lord,
Say I am merry; come to me again,
And bring me word what he doth lay to thee. [Exeunt.

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SCENE 'The Capitol. Flouris. Enter Cæsar, Brutus, Calljus, Caska, Decius, Me

tellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Artemidorus, and Popilius,

HE Id's of March are come.

Sooth, .
Art. Ha:1, Çefor: Read this Schedule.
Dec. Trebonius doih delire you to o'er-read,

Art. O Casar, read m ne first; for mine's a Suit
That touches Casar nearer. Read it, great Cefar,

Caf. What touches us our felf, thall be laft fervd.
Art. Delay not, Cesar, read it instantly.
C&f. What, is the Fellow mad?
Pub. Sirrah, give place.

Caf. What, urge you your Petitions in the Strent?
Come to the Capitol.

Pop. I wish your Enterprize to Day may thrive.
Cås. What Estepize, Popilins?
Pop. Fare you weil.
Brn. What fiid Popilius Lena ?

Caf. He with’d to Dayo r Enterprize might thrive:
I fear our Purpose is discovered.

Bru. Look how he makes to Casar; mark him.

Cas. Caska, be sudden, for we fear prevention.
Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,
Callius or Cæfar never shall turn back,
For I will fiay my felf.

Bru. Caffius be constant :
Popilius Lena speaks not of our Purpos s.
For look he (miles, and Cefar dath not change.

Caf. Trebonius knows his time; for look you, Brutus,
He draws Mark Antony out of the way.
Deco Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him

go, And presently prefer bis Suit to Cafar.

Bru. He is addrest; press near, and second him.
Cim Caska, you're the first that rears your Hand.


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