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Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebians.
Cinna
I dreamt tonight, that I did feast with Caesar,
1815And things unluckily charge my fantasy.
I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.
1 Plebian
What is your name?
2 Plebian
Whither are you going?
18203 Plebian
Where do you dwell?
4 Plebian
Are you a married man or a bachelor?
2 Plebian
Answer every man directly.
1 Plebian
Ay, and briefly.
4 Plebian
Ay, and wisely.
18253 Plebian
Ay, and truly, you were best.
Cinna
What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then to answer every man, directly and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor.
18302 Plebian
That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry. You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed directly!
Cinna
Directly I am going to Caesar's funeral.
1 Plebian
As a friend or an enemy?
1835Cinna
As a friend.
2 Plebian
That matter is answered directly.
4 Plebian
For your dwelling--briefly.
Cinna
Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
3 Plebian
Your name sir, truly.
1840Cinna
Truly, my name is Cinna.
1 Plebian
Tear him to pieces! He's a conspirator!
Cinna
I am Cinna the poet! I am Cinna the poet!
4 Plebian
Tear him for his bad verses! Tear him for his bad verses!
1845Cinna
I am not Cinna the conspirator.
4 Plebian
It is no matter; his name's Cinna. Pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
3 Plebian
Tear him! Tear him! Come! Brands ho! Firebrands to Brutus! To Cassius! Burn all! Some to Decius' house, 1850and some to Casca's! Some to Ligarius'! Away, go!
Exeunt all the plebians.