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And be not jealous of me, gentle Brutus:
(Flourish, and Shout, Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear, the
people Choose Cæsar for their king. Cas.
fear it? Then must I think you would not have it so.
Bru. I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well:
Cas. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus,
8 To stale with ordinary oaths my love, &c.] To invite every new protester to my affection by the stale or allurement of customary paths,
Cæsar said to me, Dar'st thou, Cassius, now
Bru. Another general shout!
'feeble temper-] i. e. temperament, constitution.
Like a Colossus; and we petty men
about To find ourselves dishonourable
graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Cæsar: What should be in that Cæsar? Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar, [Shout. Now in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd: Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was fam'd with more than with one man? When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome, That her wide walks encompass’d but one man? Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough, When there is in it but one only man. 0! you
and I have heard our fathers say, , There was a Brutus once, that would have brook'd The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, As easily as a king,
Bru. "That you do love me, I am nothing jealous; What you would work me to, I have some aim;" How I have thought of this, and of these times, I shall recount hereafter; for this present, I would not, so with love I might entreat you, Be any further mov'd. What you have said, I will consider; what you have to say, I will with patience hear: and find a time
There was a Brutus once,] i. e. Lucius Junius Brutus.
aim;] i. e. guess.
Both meet to hear, and answer, such high things.
Cas. I am glad, that my weak words
Re-enter CÆSAR, and his Train. Bru. The games are done, and
Cæsar is returning.
Bru. I will do $0:- But, look you, Cassius,
Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is.
Ces. Let me have men about me that are fat;
Ant. Fear him not, Cæsar, he's not dangerous, He is a noble Roman, and well given.
Cæs. 'Would he were fatter:-But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;
chew upon this;] Consider this at leisure ; ruminate on
ferret -] A ferret has red eyes.
He is a great observer, and he looks ,
[Exeunt Cæsar and his Train. Casca stays
behind. Casca. You pull'd me by the cloak; Would you speak with me
Bru. Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanc'd to-day, That Cæsar looks so sad.
Casca. Why you were with him, were you not?
Casca. Why, there was a crown offered him; and being offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand, thụs; and then the people fell a shouting.
Bru. What was the second noise for?
Casca. Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and at every putting by, inine honest neighbours shouted.
Cas. Who offered him the crown?
Casca. I can as well be hanged, as tell the manner of it: it was mere foolery. I did not mark it. I saw