Ant. Hear me with patience.
All. Peace, ho!

Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
His private arbours, and new-planted orchards,
On that fide Tyber; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Cefar, when comes such another?
1 Pleb. Never, never; come, away, away;
We'll burn his body in the holy place,

And with the brands fire all the traitors' houses.
Take up the body.

2 Pleb. Go, fetch fire.

3 Pleb. Pluck down benches.

4 Pleb. Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.

[Exeunt Plebeians with the body. Ant Now let it work; Mifchief, thou art a foot, Take thou what courfe thou wilt!-How now, fellow? Enter a Servant.

Ser. Octavius is already come to Rome.
Ant. Where is he?

Ser. He and Lepidus are at Cæfar's house.
Ant. And thither will I ftraight to vifit him;
He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in this mood will give us any thing.
Ser. I heard him fay, Brutus and Caffius
Are rid, like madmen, through the gates of Rome.
Ant Belike, they had fome notice of the people,
How I had mov'd them. Bring me to Octavius.
[Exeunt.

Cin.

Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebeians. Dreamt to-night, that I did feaft with Cafar, And things unluckey charge my fantafy;

I have no will to wander forth of doors:

Yet

Yet fomething leads me forth.
1 Pleb. What is your name?
2 Pleb. Whither are you going?
3 Pleb. Where do you dwell?

4 Pleb. Are you a married man, or a bachelor?
2 Pleb. Anfwer every man, directly.

1 Pleb. Ay, and briefly.

4 Pleb. Ay, and wifely.

3 Pleb. Ay, and truly, you were best.

Cin. What is my name? whither am I going? where do I dwell? am I a married man, or a bachelor? then to anfwer every man directly and briefly, wifely and truly; wifely, I fay I am a bachelor.

2 Pleb. That's as much as to fay, they are fools that marry; you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear; proceed directly.

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

Cin. As a friend.

2 Pleb. That matter is answer'd directly.
4 Pleb. for your dwelling; briefly.
Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

3

Pleb. Your name, Sir, truly.

Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna.

1 Pleb. Tear him to pieces, he's a confpirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. 4 Pleb. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

Cin. I am not Cinna the confpirator.

4 Pleb. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. 3 Pleb. Tear him, tear him; come, brands, ho,

fire-brands:

To Brutus, to Caffius, burn all. Some to Decius's

houfe,

And fome to Cafca's, fome to Ligarius: away, go.

[Exeunt.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.

Enter Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus.

TH

ΑΝΤΟΝ Υ.

HESE many then shall die, their names are prickt.

Oct. Your brother too muft die; confent you, Lepidus?

Lep. I do confent.

Od. Prick him down, Antony.

Lep. Upon condition, Publius fhall not live; Who is your fifter's fon, Mark Antony.

Ant. He fhall not live; look, with a fpot I damn

him.

But, Lepidus, go you to Cafar's houfe;

Fetch the Will hither, and we fhall determine

How to cut off fome charge in legacies.
Lep. What? fhall I find you here?
Oa. Or here, or at the Capitol.

[Exit Lepidus.

Ant. This is a flight, unmeritable, man,

Meet to be fent on errands: is it fit,

The three-fold world divided, he fhould ftand
One of the three to fhare it?

08. So you thought him;

And took his voice who fhould be prickt to die,
In our black sentence and profcription.

Ant. Odavius, I have feen more days than you;
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers fland'rous loads ;
He fhall but bear them, as the afs bears gold,
To groan and fweat under the bufinefs,
Or 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 cars,

And

And

graze in commons.

08. You may do your will;

But he's a try'd and valiant foldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Octavius: and, for that,
I do appoint him ftore of provender.
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to ftop, to run directly on ;
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.
And, in fome tafle, is Lepidus but fo;

He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow, one that feeds
On abject Orts, and imitations:

Which, out of use, and ftal'd by other men,
Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him,
But as a property. And now, Octavius,
Liften great things-Brutus and Caffius
Are levying powers; we muft ftraight make head.
Therefore let our alliance be combin'd;

Our beft friends made, and our beft means ftretchtout;
And let us presently go fit in council,

How covert matters may be beft disclos'd,
And open perils fureft anfwered.

Oct. Let us do fo; for we are at the stake,

And bay'd about with many enemies:

And fome, that fmile, have in their hearts, I fear, Millions of mischiefs.

SCENE II.

[Exeunt.

Before Brutus's Tent, in the Camp near Sardis.

Drum. Enter Brutus, Lucilius, and foldiers: Titinius and Pindarus meeting them.

Bru.

TAND, ho!

STAN

Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand! Bru. What now, Lucilius? is Caffius near? Luc. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come To do you falutation from his master.

H 4

Brn.

Bru. He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus, In his own charge, or by ill officers,

Hath given me fome worthy cause to wish
Things done, undone; but if he be at hand,
I fhall be fatisfied.

Pin. I do not doubt,

But that my noble mafter will appear,
Such as he is, full of regard and honour.
Bru. He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius-
How he receiv'd you, let me be refolv'd.

Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough;
But not with fuch familiar inftances,

Nor with fuch free and friendly conference,
As he hath us'd of old.

Bru. Thou haft defcrib'd

A hot friend cooling; ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to ficken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.

There are no tricks in plain, and fimple faith:
But hollow men, like horfes hot at hand,
Make gallant fhew and promise of their mettle;
But when they fhould endure the bloody fpur,
They fall their creft, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?

Luc.They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd; The greater part, the horfe in general,

Are come with Caffius.

[Low march within

Enter Caffius and foldiers.

Bru. Hark, he is arriv'd;

March gently on to meet him. “

Caf. Stand, ho!

Bru. Stand, ho! speak the word along.

Within. Stand!

Within. Stand!

Within. Stand!

Caf. Moft noble brother, you have done me wrong. Bru. Judge me, you Gods! wrong I mine enemies?

And,