1257To sound more sweetly in great Caesars eare,

1258For the repealing of my banish'd Brother?

1259Bru. I kisse thy hand, but not in flattery Caesar:

1260Desiring thee, that Publius Cymber may

1261Haue an immediate freedome of repeale.

1262Caes. What Brutus?

1263Cassi. Pardon Caesar: Caesar pardon:

1264As lowe as to thy foote doth Cassius fall,

1265To begge infranchisement for Publius Cymber.

1266Caes. I could be well mou'd, if I were as you,

1267If I could pray to mooue, Prayers would mooue me:

1268But I am constant as the Northerne Starre,

1269Of whose true fixt, and resting quality,

1270There is no fellow in the Firmament.

1271The Skies are painted with vnnumbred sparkes,

1272They are all Fire, and euery one doth shine:

1273But, there's but one in all doth hold his place.

1274So, in the World; 'Tis furnish'd well with Men,

1275And Men are Flesh and Blood, and apprehensiue;

1276Yet in the number, I do know but One

1277That vnassayleable holds on his Ranke,

1278Vnshak'd of Motion: and that I am he,

1279Let me a little shew it, euen in this:

1280That I was constant Cymber should be banish'd,

1281And constant do remaine to keepe him so.

1282Cinna. O Caesar.

1283Caes. Hence: Wilt thou lift vp Olympus?

1284Decius. Great Caesar.

1285Caes. Doth not Brutus bootlesse kneele?

1286Cask. Speake hands for me.

1288Caes. Et Tu Brutè? ---Then fall Caesar. Dyes

1289Cin. Liberty, Freedome; Tyranny is dead,

1290Run hence, proclaime, cry it about the Streets.

1291Cassi. Some to the common Pulpits, and cry out

1292Liberty, Freedome, and Enfranchisement.

1293Bru. People and Senators, be not affrighted:

1294Fly not, stand still: Ambitions debt is paid.

1295Cask. Go to the Pulpit Brutus.

1296Dec. And Cassius too.

1297Bru. Where's Publius?

1298Cin. Heere, quite confounded with this mutiny.

1299Met. Stand fast together, least some Friend of Caesars

1300Should chance---

1301Bru. Talke not of standing. Publius good cheere,

1302There is no harme intended to your person,

1303Nor to no Roman else: so tell them Publius.

1304Cassi. And leaue vs Publius, least that the people

1305Rushing on vs, should do your Age some mischiefe.

1306Bru. Do so, and let no man abide this deede,

1307But we the Doers.

1309Cassi. Where is Antony?

1310Treb. Fled to his House amaz'd:

1311Men, Wiues, and Children, stare, cry out, and run,

1312As it were Doomesday.

1313Bru. Fates, we will know your pleasures:

1314That we shall dye we know, 'tis but the time

1315And drawing dayes out, that men stand vpon.

1316Cask. Why he that cuts off twenty yeares of life,

1317Cuts off so many yeares of fearing death.

1318Bru. Grant that, and then is Death a Benefit:

1319So are we Caesars Friends, that haue abridg'd

1320His time of fearing death. Stoope Romans, stoope,

1321And let vs bathe our hands in Caesars blood

1322Vp to the Elbowes, and besmeare our Swords:

1323Then walke we forth, euen to the Market place,

1324And wauing our red Weapons o're our heads,

1325Let's all cry Peace, Freedome, and Liberty.

1326Cassi. Stoop then, and wash. How many Ages hence

1327Shall this our lofty Scene be acted ouer,

1328In State vnborne, and Accents yet vnknowne?

1329Bru. How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport,

1330That now on Pompeyes Basis lye along,

1331No worthier then the dust?

1332Cassi. So oft as that shall be,

1333So often shall the knot of vs be call'd,

1334The Men that gaue their Country liberty.

1335Dec. What, shall we forth?

1336Cassi. I, euery man away.

1337Brutus shall leade, and we will grace his heeles

1338With the most boldest, and best hearts of Rome.

1340Bru. Soft, who comes heere? A friend of Antonies.

1341Ser. Thus Brutus did my Master bid me kneele;

1342Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall downe,

1343And being prostrate, thus he bad me say:

1344Brutus is Noble, Wise, Valiant, and Honest;

1345Caesar was Mighty, Bold, Royall, and Louing:

1346Say, I loue Brutus, and I honour him;

1347Say, I fear'd Caesar, honour'd him, and lou'd him.

1348If Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony

1349May safely come to him, and be resolu'd

1350How Caesar hath deseru'd to lye in death,

1351Mark Antony, shall not loue Caesar dead

1352So well as Brutus liuing; but will follow

1353The Fortunes and Affayres of Noble Brutus,

1354Thorough the hazards of this vntrod State,

1355With all true Faith. So sayes my Master Antony.

1356Bru. Thy Master is a Wise and Valiant Romane,

1357I neuer thought him worse:

1358Tell him, so please him come vnto this place

1359He shall be satisfied: and by my Honor

1360Depart vntouch'd.

1361Ser. Ile fetch him presently. Exit Seruant.

1362Bru. I know that we shall haue him well to Friend.

1363Cassi. I wish we may: But yet haue I a minde

1364That feares him much: and my misgiuing still

1365Falles shrewdly to the purpose.

1367Bru. But heere comes Antony:

1368Welcome Mark Antony.

1369Ant. O mighty Caesar! Dost thou lye so lowe?

1370Are all thy Conquests, Glories, Triumphes, Spoiles,

1371Shrunke to this little Measure? Fare thee well.

1372I know not Gentlemen what you intend,

1373Who else must be let blood, who else is ranke:

1374If I my selfe, there is no houre so fit

1375As Caesars deaths houre; nor no Instrument

1376Of halfe that worth, as those your Swords; made rich

1377With the most Noble blood of all this World.

1378I do beseech yee, if you beare me hard,

1379Now, whil'st your purpled hands do reeke and smoake,

1380Fulfill your pleasure. Liue a thousand yeeres,

1381I shall not finde my selfe so apt to dye.

1382No place will please me so, no meane of death,

1383As heere by Caesar, and by you cut off,

1384The Choice and Master Spirits of this Age.

1385Bru. O Antony! Begge not your death of vs:

1386Though now we must appeare bloody and cruell,

1387As by our hands, and this our present Acte

1388You see we do: Yet see you but our hands,

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