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Enter a Servant.

How now, fellow ?

Serv. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.
Ant. Where is he?..

Serv. He and Lepidus are at Cæsar's house.
Ant. And thither will I straight to visit him.
He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in this mood will give us anything.

Serv. I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius
Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.
Ant. Belike they had some notice of the people
How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE III.-Rome.

A Street.

Enter CINNA, the Poet.

Cin. I dreamt to-night, that I did feast with

Cæsar,

And things unlucky charge my fantasy.

I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.

Enter Citizens.

1 Cit. What is your name?

2 Cit. Whither are you going?

3 Cit. Where do you dwell?

4 Cit. Are you a married man, or a bachelor?

2 Cit. Answer every man directly.

1 Cit. Ay, and briefly.

4 Cit. Ay, and wisely.

3 Cit. Ay, and truly; you were best.

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Cin. What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a bachelor? Then, to answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly wisely I say, I am a

bachelor.

2 Cit. That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry :-you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly.

Cin. Directly, I am going to Cæsar's funeral. 1 Cit. As a friend, or an enemy?

Cin. As a friend.

2 Cit. That matter is answered directly.
4 Cit. For your dwelling,-briefly.
Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
3 Cit. Your name, sir, truly.

Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna.

1 Cit. Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet; I am Cinna the poet

4 Cit. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for

his bad verses.

Cin.. I am not Cinna the conspirator.

2 Cit. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.

3 Cit. Tear him, tear him! Come, brands, ho! fire-brands! To Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all. Some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius'. Away! go!

[Exeunt.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-Rome. A Room in ANTONY'S House. ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table. Ant. These many, then, shall die; their names are pricked.

Oct. Your brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?

Lep. I do consent,

Oct.

Prick him down, Antony.

Lep. Upon condition Publius shall not live,

Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.

Ant. He shall not live; look, with a spot I

damn him.

But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house;

Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

Lep. What, shall I find you here?

Oct. Or here, or at the Capitol.

[Exit LEPIDUS.

Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man,

Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,

The three-fold world divided, he should stand-
One of the three to share it?

Oct.
So you thought him ;
And took his voice who should be pricked to die,
In our black sentence and proscription.

Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than yoü: And though we lay these honours on this mán To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, To groan and sweat under the business, Either led or driven as we point the way; And having brought our treasure where we will, Then take we down his load, and turn him off; Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears

And graze in commons.

Oct.

You may do your will;

But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and for that

I do appoint him store of provender :

It is a creature that I teach to fight,

To wind, to stop, to run directly on,

His corporal motion governed by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;

He must be taught, and trained, and bid go forth A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds

On abject orts, and imitations,

Which, out of use and staled by other men,

Begin his fashion :-do not talk of him

But as a property.

And now, Octavius,

Listen great things:-Brutus and Cassius

Are levying powers: we must straight make head : Therefore let our alliance be combined,

Our best friends made, and

stretched out;

our best means

And let us presently go sit in council

How covert matters may be best disclosed,
And open perils surest answeréd.

Oct. Let us do so for we are at the stake,
And bayed about with many enemies;

And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, Millions of mischiefs.

[Exeunt.

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