II. BRUTUS with the Conspirators. "DECIUS. Shall no man else be touched but only Cæsar? CASS. Decius, well urg'd: I think it is not meet, Mark Antony, so well belov'd of Cæsar, Should outlive Cæsar. BRU. Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius, To cut the head off, and then hack the limbs; For Antony is but a limb of Cæsar. And, gentle friends, Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, And for Mark Antony, think not of him, III. Аст ІI. S. 1. "POR. BRUTUS and PORTIA. No, my Brutus! You have some sick offence within your mind, That you unfold to me, yourself, your half, Even from darkness. BRU. Kneel not, gentle Portia. POR. I should not need, if you were gentle Brutus." Аст II. S. 1. : IV. The Conspirators coming to fetch CÆSAR to the Capitol.-CALPHURNIA endeavouring to prevent his going. " CESAR. How foolish do your fears seem now, Calphurnia? I am ashamed I did yield to them. Give me my robe, for I will go: Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me; Аст ІI. S. 2. V. The death of CÆSAR.-The Conspirators join in requesting the repeal of PUBLIUS CIMBER's banish CASCA. Speak, hands, for me." (Stabs CÆSAR in the neck. The other Conspirators then stab him, and at last BRUTUS. The senators and people retire in confusion.) Аст III. S. 1. |