SCENE, for the three first Ats, at Rome: afterwards, at an Ifle near Mutina; at Sardis; and Philippi. Of this play there is no copy earlier than that of 1623. Folio. JULIUS CESAR ACT I. SCENE I. A Street in Rome. Enter Flavius, Marullus, and certain Commoners. H FLAVIU s. ENCE; home, you idle creatures. Get you home. Is this a holiday? What! know Being mechanical, you ought not walk you not, Of your profeffion? Speak, what trade art thou? Car. Why, Sir, a carpenter. Mar. Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule? What doft thou with thy beft apparel on? -You, Sir, what trade are you? Cob. Truly, Sir, in refpect of a fine workman, I am but, as you would fay, a cobler. Mar. But what trade art thou? realy. Anfwer me di Cob. A trade, Sir, that, I hope, I may use with a fafe confcience; which is indeed, Sir, a mender of bad foals. 1 Murellus,] I have, upon the to this tribune, his right name, authority of Plutarch, &c. given Marellus. B 2 THEOBALD. Flav. Flav. What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade? Cob. Nay, I beseech you, Sir, be not out with me; yet if you be out, Sir, I can mend you. 2 Mar. What mean't thou by that? thou faucy fellow ? Cob. Why, Sir, cobble you. Flav. Thou art a cobler, art thou? Mend me, Cob. Truly, Sir, all, that I live by, is the awl. I meddle with no tradefman's matters, nor woman's matters; but with-all, I am, indeed, Sir, a furgeon to old fhces; when they are in great danger, I recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neats-leather have gone upon my handy-work. Flav. But wherefore art not in thy fhop to-day? Why doft thou lead these men about the flreets? Cob. Truly, Sir, to wear out their fhoes, to get myfelf into more work. But, indeed, Sir, we make holiday to fee Cafar, and to rejoice in his triumph. Mar. Wherefore rejoice? What conqueft brings he home? What tributaries follow him to Rome, To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels? You blocks, you ftones, you worfe than fenfelefs things! you hard hearts! you cruel men of Rome! Knew you not Pompey? many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have fate 2 Mar. What mean'st thou by that? As the Cobler, in the preceding fpeech, replies to Flavius, not to Marullus; 'tis plain, I think, this speech muft be given to Flavius. THEOBALD. have replaced Marulius, whọ might properly enough reply to a faucy fentence directed to his colleague, and to whom the fpeech was probably given, that he might not ftand too long unemployed upon the stage. The |