226As a sicke Girle: Ye Gods, it doth amaze me,

227A man of such a feeble temper should

228So get the start of the Maiesticke world,

229And beare the Palme alone.

231Bru. Another generall shout?

232I do beleeue, that these applauses are

233For some new Honors, that are heap'd on Caesar.

234Cassi. Why man, he doth bestride the narrow world

235Like a Colossus, and we petty men

236Walke vnder his huge legges, and peepe about

237To finde our selues dishonourable Graues.

238Men at sometime, are Masters of their Fates.

239The fault (deere Brutus) is not in our Starres,

240But in our Selues, that we are vnderlings.

241Brutus and Caesar: What should be in that Caesar?

242Why should that name be sounded more then yours .

243Write them together: Yours, is as faire a Name:

244Sound them, it doth become the mouth aswell:

245Weigh them, it is as heauy: Coniure with 'em,

246Brutus will start a Spirit as soone as Caesar.

247Now in the names of all the Gods at once,

248Vpon what meate doth this our Caesar feede,

249That he is growne so great? Age, thou art sham'd.

250Rome, thou hast lost the breed of Noble Bloods.

251When went there by an Age, since the great Flood,

252But it was fam'd with more then with one man?

253When could they say (till now) that talk'd of Rome,

254That her wide Walkes incompast but one man?

255Now is it Rome indeed, and Roome enough

256When there is in it but one onely man.

257O! you and I, haue heard our Fathers say,

258There was a Brutus once, that would haue brook'd

259Th'eternall Diuell to keepe his State in Rome,

260As easily as a King.

261Bru. That you do loue me, I am nothing iealous:

262What you would worke me too, I haue some ayme:

263How I haue thought of this, and of these times

264I shall recount heereafter. For this present,

265I would not so (with loue I might intreat you)

266Be any further moou'd: What you haue said,

267I will consider: what you haue to say

268I will with patience heare, and finde a time

269Both meete to heare, and answer such high things.

270Till then, my Noble Friend, chew vpon this:

271Brutus had rather be a Villager,

272Then to repute himselfe a Sonne of Rome

273Vnder these hard Conditions, as this time

274Is like to lay vpon vs.

275Cassi. I am glad that my weake words

276Haue strucke but thus much shew of fire from Brutus.

278Bru. The Games are done,

279And Caesar is returning.

280Cassi. As they passe by,

281Plucke Caska by the Sleeue,

282And he will (after his sowre fashion) tell you

283What hath proceeded worthy note to day.

284Bru. I will do so: but looke you Cassius,

285The angry spot doth glow on Caesars brow,

286And all the rest, looke like a chidden Traine;

287Calphurnia's Cheeke is pale, and Cicero

288Lookes with such Ferret, and such fiery eyes

289As we haue seene him in the Capitoll

290Being crost in Conference, by some Senators.

291Cassi. Caska will tell vs what the matter is.

292Caes. Antonio.

293Ant. Caesar.

294Caes. Let me haue men about me, that are fat,

295Sleeke-headed men, and such as sleepe a-nights:

296Yond Cassius has a leane and hungry looke,

297He thinkes too much: such men are dangerous.

298Ant. Feare him not Caesar, he's not dangerous,

299He is a Noble Roman, and well giuen.

300Caes. Would he were fatter; But I feare him not:

301Yet if my name were lyable to feare,

302I do not know the man I should auoyd

303So soone as that spare Cassius. He reades much,

304He is a great Obseruer, and he lookes

305Quite through the Deeds of men. He loues no Playes,

306As thou dost Antony: he heares no Musicke;

307Seldome he smiles, and smiles in such a sort

308As if he mock'd himselfe, and scorn'd his spirit

309That could be mou'd to smile at any thing.

310Such men as he, be neuer at hearts ease,

311Whiles they behold a greater then themselues,

312And therefore are they very dangerous.

313I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd,

314Then what I feare: for alwayes I am Caesar.

315Come on my right hand, for this eare is deafe,

316And tell me truely, what thou think'st of him.

318Cask. You pul'd me by the cloake, would you speake

319with me?

320Bru. I Caska, tell vs what hath chanc'd to day

321That Caesar lookes so sad.

Cask. Why you were with him, were you not?

323Bru. I should not then aske Caska what had chanc'd.

324Cask. Why there was a Crowne offer'd him; & being

325offer'd him, he put it by with the backe of his hand thus,

326and then the people fell a shouting.

327Bru. What was the second noyse for?

328Cask. Why for that too.

329Cassi. They shouted thrice: what was the last cry for?

330Cask. Why for that too.

331Bru. Was the Crowne offer'd him thrice?

332Cask. I marry was't, and hee put it by thrice, euerie

333time gentler then other; and at euery putting by, mine

334honest Neighbors showted.

335Cassi. Who offer'd him the Crowne?

336Cask. Why Antony.

337Bru. Tell vs the manner of it, gentle Caska.

338Caska. I can as well bee hang'd as tell the manner of

339it: It was meere Foolerie, I did not marke it. I sawe

340Marke Antony offer him a Crowne, yet 'twas not a

341Crowne neyther, 'twas one of these Coronets: and as I

342told you, hee put it by once: but for all that, to my thin-

343king, he would faine haue had it. Then hee offered it to

344him againe: then hee put it by againe: but to my think-

345ing, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then

346he offered it the third time; hee put it the third time by,

347and still as hee refus'd it, the rabblement howted, and

348clapp'd their chopt hands, and threw vppe their sweatie

349Night-cappes, and vttered such a deale of stinking

350breath, because Caesar refus'd the Crowne, that it had

351(almost) choaked Caesar: for hee swoonded, and fell

352downe at it: And for mine owne part, I durst not laugh,

353for feare of opening my Lippes, and receyuing the bad

354Ayre.

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