Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebeians.
Cinna. I dreamt to night, that I did feast with sar,
1815And things vnluckily charge my Fantasie:
I haue no will to wander foorth of doores,
Yet something leads me foorth.
1. What is your name?
2. Whether are you going?
18203. Where do you dwell?
4. Are you a married man, or a Batchellor?
2. Answer euery man directly.
1. I, and breefely.
4. I, and wisely.
18253. I, and truly, you were best.
Cin. What is my name? Whether am I going? Where
do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a Batchellour? Then
to answer euery man, directly and breefely, wisely and
truly: wisely I say, I am a Batchellor.
18302 That's as much as to say, they are fooles that mar-
rie: you'l beare me a bang for that I feare: proceede di-
Cinna. Directly I am going to sars Funerall.
1. As a Friend, or an Enemy?
1835Cinna. As a friend.
2. That matter is answered directly.
4. For your dwelling: breefely.
Cinna. Breefely, I dwell by the Capitoll.
3. Your name sir, truly.
1840Cinna. Truly, my name is Cinna.
1. Teare him to peeces, hee's a Conspirator.
Cinna. I am Cinna the Poet, I am Cinna the Poet.
4. Teare him for his bad verses, teare him for his bad
1845Cin. I am not Cinna the Conspirator.
4. It is no matter, his name's Cinna, plucke but his
name out of his heart, and turne him going.
3. Teare him, tear him; Come Brands hoe, Firebrands:
to Brutus, to Cassius, burne all. Some to Decius House,
1850and some to Caska's; some to Ligarius: Away, go.
Exeunt all the Plebeians.