JULIUS CÆSAR.

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,
Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds.

And for Mark Antony, think not of him,
For he can do no more than Cæsar's arm,
When Cæsar's head is off.”

Act II. S. 1.

III.

BRUTUS and PORTIA.

“ Por....... No, my Brutus !
You have some sick offence within your mind,
Which, by the right and virtue of my place
I ought to know of: and upon my knees
I charm you, by my once commended beauty,

That you unfold to me, yourself, your half,
Why you are heavy; and what men to-night
Have had resort to you: for here have been
Some six or seven, who did hide their faces
Even from darkness.

Kneel not, gentle Portia.
Por. I should not need, if you were gentle Brutus.”

Act II. S. 1.

BRU.

IV.

The Conspirators coming to fetch CÆSAR to the Capitol.-CALPHURNIA endeavouring to prevent his going “ CÆSAR. How foolish do your fears seem now, Cal

phurnia ? 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;
And we, like friends, will straightway go together.

Bru. That every like is not the same, O Cæsar,
The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon !"

Act II. S. 2.

The death of CÆSAR.—The Conspirators join in re

questing the repeal of PUBLIUS CIMBER's banish ment.

“ Cinna. O Cæsar !CÆSAR.

Hence ! wilt thou lift up Olympus ? Dec. Great Cæsar !CÆSAR.

Doth not Brutus bootless kneel ? 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.)

JULIUS CÆSAR.

VI.

ANTONY's speech over the dead body of CÆSAR.

66 ANT. . . . . . .
Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold
Our Cæsar's vesture wounded? Look you here,
Here is himself, marr’d, as you see, with traitors.

Ist Cır. O piteous spectacle !
2d Cit.

O noble Cæsar ! 3d Cir. O woful day! 4th Cir.

O traitors ! villains ! 1st Cır. O most bloody sight!

2d Cır. We will be revenged! Revenge! about,seek,— burn,- fire,—kill,-slay!—let not a traitor live !"

Act III. S. 2.

VII.

After the reconciliation between BRUTUS and

CASSIUS.

“ BRU. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs.

Cass. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils.

Bru. No man bears sorrow better :-Portia is dead. Cass. Ha! Portia?

She 's dead. · Cass. How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so ?”

Act IV. S. 3.

BRU.

VIII.
BRUTUS reading.–Ghost of CÆSAR enters.
“ Bru. How ill this taper burns !-Ha! who comes

here?
I think, it is the weakness of mine eyes,
That shapes this monstrous apparition.
It comes upon me:-Art thou any thing?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That mak’st my blood cold, and my hair to stare ?
Speak to me, what thou art.
Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus.
Bru.

Why comest thou ?
Ghost. To tell thee, thou shalt see me at Philippi.

BRU. Well;
Then I shall see thee again?
Ghost,

Ay, at Philippi.” (Vanishes.)

Act IV. S. 3.
IX.

Battle of Philippi.
“ Bru. O Julius Cæsar, thou art mighty yet!
Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords
In our own proper entrails.

Act V. S. 3. . . . . . . . .

I prythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord :
Thou art a fellow of a good respect;
Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it: .
Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face,
While I do run upon it.

Farewell, good Strato !-Cæsar, now be still:
I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. · Act V. S. 5.
The dead bodies of CASSIUS and TITINIUS are lying

in the middle ground.
......... Brave Titinius!
Look whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cassius !”