Act III 8/7/2015Copyright 2010 Louis Mark dePaulo Jr. 1

Act III

04/19/23Copyright 2010 Louis Mark dePaulo Jr. 1

Act IIIThe Crisis: Something will

happen which will cause our participants to make choices which cannot be undone.

The Turning Point: brought about by the crisis, after this point things are not going to end well. The tragedy is sealed.


ACT III

Scene i : Rome. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above.


ORIGINAL TEXT MODERN VERSION

A crowd of people; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, METELLUS CIMBER, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others

CAESAR

[To the Soothsayer] The ides of March are come.

Soothsayer

Ay, Caesar; but not gone.

A crowd of people; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the Soothsayer. Trumpets blow! Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, METELLUS CIMBER, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others

CAESAR

[To the Soothsayer] Today is the Ides of March. You said to beware!

Soothsayer

Yes, Caesar; but the day is not done.

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ARTEMIDORUS

Hail, Caesar! read this schedule.

DECIUS BRUTUS

Trebonius doth desire you to o'erread,At your best leisure, this his humble suit.

ARTEMIDORUS

O Caesar, read mine first; for mine's a suitThat touches Caesar nearer: read it, great Caesar.

ARTEMIDORUS

Hail, Caesar! read this schedule.

DECIUS BRUTUS

Trebonius desires that you read,At your leisure, this his humble request.

ARTEMIDORUS

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CAESAR

What touches us ourself shall be last served.

ARTEMIDORUS

Delay not, Caesar; read it instantly.

CAESAR

What, is the fellow mad?

PUBLIUS

Sirrah, give place.

CAESAR

What concerns me shall wait till last. The concerns of the Roman people come before mine own.

ARTEMIDORUS

Do not delay, Caesar; read it now.

CAESAR

What, is the fellow mad? You argue with Caesar?

PUBLIUS

Please move Sir.



CASSIUS

What, urge you your petitions in the street?Come to the Capitol.

CAESAR goes up to the Senate-House, the rest following

POPILIUS

I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive.

CASSIUS

What enterprise, Popilius?

CASSIUS

Why are you presenting your petitions (requests) in the street? Come to the Capitol where this should be done.

CAESAR goes up to the Senate-House, the rest following

POPILIUS

I wish that your enterprise (plans) today may thrive (succeed).

CASSIUS

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POPILIUS Fare you well.

Advances to CAESAR

BRUTUS What said Popilius Lena?

CASSIUS He wish'd to-day our enterprise might thrive.I fear our purpose is discovered.

BRUTUS Look, how he makes to Caesar; mark him.

POPILIUS Good Luck.

Advances to CAESAR

BRUTUS What didPopilius Lena say to you?

CASSIUS He wished us luck today with our enterprise. I am afraid that our plot is discovered.

BRUTUS Look, how he moves toward Caesar; watch him.


ORIGINAL TEXT MODERN TRANSLATIONCASSIUS

Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back,For I will slay myself.

BRUTUS

Cassius, be constant:Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes;For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change.

CASSIUS

Trebonius knows his time; for, look you, Brutus.He draws Mark Antony out of the way.

CASSIUS

Casca, be ready, for we may be discovered. Brutus, what shall be done? If this plot is known, I will never shall submit; I would rather kill myself.

BRUTUS

Cassius, be calm:Popilius Lena has not told on us.;Look, he smiles, and Caesar does not change.

CASSIUS

Trebonius is following the plan on time; for, look you, Brutus.He is moving Mark Antony out of the way.



Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS

DECIUS BRUTUS Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go,And presently prefer his suit to Caesar.

BRUTUS He is address'd: press near and second him.

CINNA Casca, you are the first that rears your hand.

Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS

DECIUS BRUTUS Where is Metellus Cimber? It is time for him , to present his petition (request) to Caesar.

BRUTUS He is talking to Caesar now: push near to Caesar and second Metullus Cimber’s request.

CINNA Casca, you will strike first.



CAESAR

Are we all ready? What is now wrong that I and this senate must make right?

METELLUS CIMBER

Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Caesar,Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat

An humble heart,--

Kneeling

CAESAR

Are we all ready? What are the wrongs that I and this senate must make right?

METELLUS CIMBER

Most high, most mighty, and most powerful Caesar,Metellus Cimber comes to your position as Dictator with a humble heart.

Kneeling



CAESAR

I must prevent thee, Cimber.These couchings and these lowly courtesiesMight fire the blood of ordinary men,And turn pre-ordinance and

CAESAR

I must stop thee, Cimber.This humbling of yourself and your begging might impress ordinary men and flatter them, and persuade them ….


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first decreeInto the law of children. Be not fond,To think that Caesar bears such rebel bloodThat will be thaw'd from the

to change laws and sentences of the court which have already been decided and thus turn the court into a law for children; but you would be wrong to think that I have the blood of rebelliousness and anarchy

To think that Caesar bears such rebel blood that will be changed from its true nature



true qualityWith that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet words,Low-crooked court'sies and base spaniel-fawning.Thy brother by decree is banished:

by sweet words and crooked courtesies and nuzzling up to me like some lap dog or a beggar is insulting.

Your brother’s exile will not be lifted or lightened.



If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him,I spurn thee like a cur out of my way.Know, Caesar doth not wrong, nor without causeWill he be satisfied.

If you bow and pray and beg for him,I will kick you like a dirty dog out of my way.You should know that Caesar does not judge wrongly and passes judgement only when there is undeniable evidence of wrong doing.



METELLUS CIMBER

Is there no voice more worthy than my ownTo sound more sweetly in great Caesar's earFor the repealing of my banish'd brother?

BRUTUS

I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Caesar;Desiring thee that Publius Cimber mayHave an immediate freedom of repeal.

METELLUS CIMBER

Is there not anyone who is Caesar’s friend to speak for freeing my brother?

BRUTUS

I kiss thy hand, and beg thatPublius Cimber mayHave immediate freedom from his sentence of exile.

CAESAR

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CAESAR

What, Brutus!

CASSIUS

Pardon, Caesar; Caesar, pardon:As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.

CAESAR

What, you too Brutus!

CASSIUS

I beg that you pardon him Caesar; I lower myself lower than you foot to beg that Publius Cimber be allowed to come home.



CAESAR

I could be well moved, if I were as you:If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:But I am constant as the northern star,Of whose true-fix'd and resting qualityThere is no fellow in the firmament.

CAESAR

My emotions would change my mind if I were like you.And if prayers worked, prayers would move me.

But I am unchangable as the North Pole Star,Which is true and fixed and does not change. It is the only star which is true!



The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, They are all fire and every one doth shine,But there's but one in all doth hold his place:So in the world; 'tis furnish'd well with men,And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive;

The skies are filled with fiery stars , and they call shine, but only one does not move; so it is in the world of men.



Yet in the number I do know but oneThat unassailable holds on his rank,Unshaked of motion: and that I am he,

The only man I know whom does not change and can always be counted on is I, Caesar.


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Let me a little show it, even in this;That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd,And constant do remain to keep him so.

Let me prove it to you even in this:I passed sentence on Cimber and exiled him;

And exiled he will remain.



CINNA O Caesar,--

CAESAR Hence! wilt thou lift up Olympus?

DECIUS BRUTUS Great Caesar,--

CAESAR Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?

CINNA O Caesar,--

CAESAR After this what will you do?Will you lift up the mountain Olympus?

DECIUS BRUTUS Great Caesar,--

CAESAR Does not Brutus barefoot kneel?



CASCA

Speak, hands for me!

CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR

CAESAR

Et tu, Brute! Then fall, Caesar.

Dies

(There are some who say that Brutus was Caesar’s illegitimate son; this would explain his love of Brutus)

CASCA

Let my dagger do my talking!

CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and BRUTUS stab CAESAR

CAESAR

You also, Brutus! Then fall, Caesar.

Dies



CINNA Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead!Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets.

CASSIUS Some to the common pulpits, and cry out'Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!'

BRUTUS People and senators, be not affrighted;Fly not; stand stiff: ambition's debt is paid.

CINNA Liberty and freedom at last!

Tyranny is dead!Run now and proclaim it about the streets.

CASSIUS Some of you go to the common pulpits, and cry out'Liberty, freedom, and voting rights!'

BRUTUS People and senators, be not afraid;Do not run away; stand stiff: ambition's debt is paid.



CASCA Go to the pulpit, Brutus.

DECIUS BRUTUS And Cassius too.

BRUTUS Where's Publius?

CINNA Here, quite confounded with this mutiny.

CASCA Go to the pulpit, Brutus.

DECIUS BRUTUS And Cassius too.

BRUTUS Where's Publius?

CINNA Here, quite confounded with this mutiny.



METELLUS CIMBER Stand fast together, lest some friend of Caesar'sShould chance--

BRUTUS Talk not of standing. Publius, good cheer;There is no harm intended to your person,Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.

METELLUS CIMBER We must stick together, in case some friend of Caesar'sShould happen--

BRUTUS Talk not of confrontation Publius, be happy; no one is going to harm you, or anyone else: tell them all, Publius.



CASSIUS And leave us, Publius; lest that the people,Rushing on us, should do your age some mischief.

BRUTUS Do so: and let no man abide this deed,But we the doers.

CASSIUS Leave us, Publius; otherwise the people, rushing at us, might hurt you. You are old my friend and fragile.

BRUTUS Yes, please leave Publius; and remember, we are the only ones responsible for this action against Caesar.



Re-enter TREBONIUS

CASSIUS Where is Antony?

TREBONIUS Fled to his house amazed:Men, wives and children stare, cry out and runAs it were doomsday.

Re-enter TREBONIUS

CASSIUS Where is Antony?

TREBONIUS He has fled to his house amazed:Men, wives and children stare, cry out and runAs if it were doomsday.



BRUTUS Fates, we will know your pleasures:That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the timeAnd drawing days out, that men stand upon.

CASSIUS Why, he that cuts off twenty years of lifeCuts off so many years of fearing death.

BRUTUS All men are subject to Fate in this world. All men will die; it is only the timings of our deaths that concern men.

CASSIUS He that is cut off from life, and dies twenty years earlier than others, also cuts off twenty years of fearing death.



BRUTUS Grant that, and then is death a benefit:So are we Caesar's friends, that have abridgedHis time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood

BRUTUS

If you look at it that way death is a blessing, and we are Caesar’s friends for having shortened his time of fearing death.

Bend down my friends, and let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood.



Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords:Then walk we forth, even to the market-place,And, waving our red weapons o'er our heads,Let's all cry 'Peace, freedom and liberty!'

Up to our elbows, and let us smear our swords also:Then when we walk forth, even to the market-place,And, waving our bloody weapons o'er our heads,We will all shout,

'Peace, freedom and liberty!'



CASSIUS Stoop, then, and wash. How many ages henceShall this our lofty scene be acted overIn states unborn and accents yet unknown!

BRUTUS How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport,That now on Pompey's basis lies alongNo worthier than the dust!

CASSIUS

Bend down, then, and wash. How many times in the future years will this scene be remembered and acted out in states not yet born whose languages and accents are not even yet known!

BRUTUS

In future times how often shall Caesar bleed for other’s

pleasure? Caesar and Pompey are equal now: each is dust.



CASSIUS

So oft as that shall be,So often shall the knot of us be call'dThe men that gave their country liberty.

DECIUS BRUTUS

What, shall we forth?

CASSIUS

And every time that men restage Caesar’s death we will be called, “The men that gave their country liberty.”

DECIUS BRUTUS

Shall we go now?



CASSIUS Ay, every man away:Brutus shall lead; and we will grace his heelsWith the most boldest and best hearts of Rome.

Enter a Servant

BRUTUS Soft! who comes here? A friend of Antony's.

CASSIUS Yes, let all of us go:Brutus shall lead; and we will follow him With confidence and boldness.

Enter a Servant

BRUTUS Who is there? Are you a friend of Antony's?



Servant

Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me kneel:Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down;And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say:

Servant

My master, Antony, told me to kneel before you like this and being down, he told me to say:



Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest;Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving:Say I love Brutus, and I honour him;Say I fear'd Caesar, honour'd him and loved him.

that you are noble, wise, valiant, and honest; andthat Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving:He told me to tell you that

he loves and honors you; and that he fear'd Caesar, honored him and loved him.



If Brutus will vouchsafe that AntonyMay safely come to him, and be resolvedHow Caesar hath deserved to lie in death,Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead

If Brutus will promise that Antony may safely come to him, and if you can explainwhy Caesar deserved to die,then Mark Antony shall not love Caesar more than…



So well as Brutus living; but will followThe fortunes and affairs of noble BrutusThorough the hazards of this untrod stateWith all true faith. So says my master Antony.

Brutus whom is living; and he will be a friend to the noble Brutus and help him with the dangers of these new circumstances. Antony offers you this in good and true faith.



BRUTUS

Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman;I never thought him worse.Tell him, so please him come unto this place,He shall be satisfied; and, by my honour,Depart untouch'd.

BRUTUS

Your master is a wise and brave Roman;I never thought him less.Tell him, to please come to this place,He shall be satisfied; and, by my honor, he will leaveunharmed.



Servant I'll fetch him presently.

Exit

BRUTUS I know that we shall have him well to friend.



CASSIUS I wish we may: but yet have I a mindThat fears him much; and my misgiving stillFalls shrewdly to the purpose.

BRUTUS But here comes Antony.

Re-enter ANTONY

Welcome, Mark Antony.



ANTONY O mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low?Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils,Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,Who else must be let blood, who else is rank:



If I myself, there is no hour so fitAs Caesar's death hour, nor no instrumentOf half that worth as those your swords, made richWith the most noble blood of all this world.I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard,Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke,



Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years,I shall not find myself so apt to die:No place will please me so, no mean of death,As here by Caesar, and by you cut off,The choice and master spirits of this age.



BRUTUS O Antony, beg not your death of us.Though now we must appear bloody and cruel,As, by our hands and this our present act,You see we do, yet see you but our handsAnd this the bleeding business they have done:Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful;



And pity to the general wrong of Rome--As fire drives out fire, so pity pity--Hath done this deed on Caesar. For your part,To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony:Our arms, in strength of malice, and our heartsOf brothers' temper, do receive you inWith all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence.



CASSIUS Your voice shall be as strong as any man'sIn the disposing of new dignities.

BRUTUS Only be patient till we have appeasedThe multitude, beside themselves with fear,And then we will deliver you the cause,Why I, that did love Caesar when I struck him,Have thus proceeded.

CASSIUS Your voice shall be as strong as any man'sIn the disposing of new dignities.

BRUTUS Only be patient till we have appeasedThe multitude, beside themselves with fear,And then we will deliver you the cause,Why I, that did love Caesar when I struck him,Have thus proceeded.



ANTONY I doubt not of your wisdom.Let each man render me his bloody hand:First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand;

ANTONY I doubt not of your wisdom.Let each man render me his bloody hand:First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand;



Now, Decius Brutus, yours: now yours, Metellus;Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;

Though last, not last in love, yours, good Trebonius.Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I say?My credit now stands on such slippery ground,

Now, Decius Brutus, yours: now yours, Metellus;Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;

Though last, not last in love, yours, good Trebonius.Gentlemen all,--alas, what shall I say?My credit now stands on such slippery ground,



That one of two bad ways you must conceit me,Either a coward or a flatterer.That I did love thee, Caesar, O, 'tis true:If then thy spirit look upon us now,

That one of two bad ways you must conceit me,Either a coward or a flatterer.That I did love thee, Caesar, O, 'tis true:If then thy spirit look upon us now,



Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy death,To see thy thy Anthony making his peace,Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes, Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?

This must make your heart sicker than your dying,To see your friend Anthony making his peace,Shaking the bloody fingers of your enemies, Most noble! (verbal irony) in the presence of your corpse?



Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds,Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,It would become me better than to closeIn terms of friendship with thine enemies.Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand,

If I had as many eyes as you have stab wounds, and if those eyes were weeping as fast as the blood is streaming out of your wounds, it would feel better than this friendship I am making with these your killers.

Forgive me, Julius! Here is the place you were brought to bay by a pack of human dogs, my brave deer; here is where you fell; and here your hunters stand,



Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe.O world, thou wast the forest to this hart;And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.How like a deer, strucken by many princes,Dost thou here lie!

With your blood as a sign of their work on their hands, and red with your forgetfulness..O world, you were the forest to this deer;And this deer, indeed, O world, was the heart of thee.How like a deer, strucken by many princes,Do you now here lie!



CASSIUS Mark Antony,--

ANTONY Pardon me, Caius Cassius:The enemies of Caesar shall say this;Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.

CASSIUS Mark Antony,--

ANTONY Pardon me, Caius Cassius:Even the enemies of Caesar will say at least this much;As a friend, it is the least I could say.



CASSIUS I blame you not for praising Caesar so;But what compact mean you to have with us?Will you be prick'd in number of our friends;Or shall we on, and not depend on you?

CASSIUS

I do not blame you for praising Caesar ;But what agreement do you intend to have with us? Can we count you as a friend or not?



ANTONY Therefore I took your hands, but was, indeed,Sway'd from the point, by looking down on Caesar.Friends am I with you all and love you all,Upon this hope, that you shall give me reasonsWhy and wherein Caesar was dangerous.

ANTONY I shook your hands, but was, saddened by looking down on Caesar.Friends am I with you all and love you all,But I do hope that you shall give me the reasonsWhy and how Caesar was dangerous.



BRUTUS Or else were this a savage spectacle:Our reasons are so full of good regardThat were you, Antony, the son of Caesar,You should be satisfied.

BRUTUSIf we did not have good reasons this would be nothing but barbaric savagery.Our reasons are so just that if you were the son of Caesar you would agree.



ANTONY That's all I seek:And am moreover suitor that I mayProduce his body to the market-place;And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend,Speak in the order of his funeral.

ANTONY

That's all I want:And that I maytake his body to the market-place; and in the pulpit, as a friend should, I should like to speak at his funeral.



BRUTUS You shall, Mark Antony.

CASSIUS Brutus, a word with you.

Aside to BRUTUS

You know not what you do: do not consentThat Antony speak in his funeral:Know you how much the people may be movedBy that which he will utter?

BRUTUSYou shall be allowed to speak, Mark Antony.

CASSIUSBrutus, we need to talk.You do not know what you are doing. Do not allow Antony to speak at the funeral. We cannot know what he will say or its effect on the mob.



BRUTUS By your pardon;I will myself into the pulpit first,And show the reason of our Caesar's death:What Antony shall speak, I will protestHe speaks by leave and by permission,

BRUTUS With your approval;I will speak first,and explain the reason we took Caesar's life:Whatever Antony shall speak, I will explain thatHe speaks by our permission,



And that we are contented Caesar shallHave all true rites and lawful ceremonies.It shall advantage more than do us wrong.

CASSIUS I know not what may fall; I like it not.

And that we are making sure that Caesar shallHave a proper and respectful funeral.It is more to our advantage than our disadvantage..

CASSIUS It leaves things beyond our control; I do not like it.



BRUTUS Mark Antony, here, take you Caesar's body.You shall not in your funeral speech blame us,But speak all good you can devise of Caesar,

BRUTUS Mark Antony, you take Caesar's body.You will not blame us in your funeral speech,But only speak well of Caesar.



And say you do't by our permission;Else shall you not have any hand at allAbout his funeral: and you shall speakIn the same pulpit whereto I am going,After my speech is ended.

And remember to say that you are able to do so only with our permission; orelse you will not have any part at all in the funeral.You will speak in the same place as I after my speech is ended.



ANTONY Be it so.I do desire no more.

BRUTUS Prepare the body then, and follow us.

Exeunt all but ANTONY

ANTONY That will be fine..I do desire nothing more.

BRUTUS Prepare the body then, and follow us.

Exeunt all but ANTONY



ANTONY O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!Thou art the ruins of the noblest manThat ever lived in the tide of times.Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,--

ANTONY Forgive me Caesarbecause I must be meek and gentle with your butchers!You are the ruins of the noblest man that ever lived. Sorrow to the hand that shed this costly blood!Over your wounds I do now predict,--



Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;Domestic fury and fierce civil strifeShall cumber all the parts of Italy;Blood and destruction shall be so in use

Your wounds like mouths that cannot speak, open their red lips too beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--A curse will be upon the limbs of men; domestic fury and fierce civil warwill be suffered in all the parts of Italy; there will be much blood and destruction and



And dreadful objects so familiarThat mothers shall but smile when they beholdTheir infants quarter'd with the hands of war;All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,With Ate by his side come hot from hell,

dreadful and terrible things will be so common place that mothers will but smile when they beholdtheir infants torn limb from body by the hands of war;And there will not even be pity so awful will the days And Caesar's spirit, will roam for revenge, with the dogs of hell by his side



Shall in these confines with a monarch's voiceCry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;That this foul deed shall smell above the earthWith carrion men, groaning for burial.

With a king’s voice will cry “Destruction!” and let loose the dogs of war. And the dead men killed by this will stink to the Heaven’s above and cry out for burial.



Enter a Servant

You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not?

Servant I do, Mark Antony.

ANTONY Caesar did write for him to come to Rome.

Enter a Servant

You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not?

Servant I do, Mark Antony.

ANTONY Caesar wrote for him to come to Rome.



Servant

He did receive his letters, and is coming;And bid me say to you by word of mouth--O Caesar!--

Seeing the body

Servant

He received Caesar’s letters, and he is coming;And Octavius instructed me to say to you by word of mouth—

He sees Caesar’s body.

Oh my God--



ANTONY

Thy heart is big, get thee apart and weep.Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes,Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine,Began to water. Is thy master coming?

ANTONY

You have a good heart. Leave here and find a

place to weep.Grief is catching; for my eyes seeing tears of sorrow in your eyes,Began to cry also. Is Octavius coming?



Servant He lies to-night within seven leagues of Rome.

ANTONY Post back with speed, and tell him what hath chanced:Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,No Rome of safety for Octavius yet;Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;

Servant He rests tonight within 21 miles of Rome.

ANTONY Post back with speed, and tell him what has happened:Rome is mourning and dangerous. Rome is not safe for Octavius yet; Go and tell him so. Yet, stay awhile;



Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corseInto the market-place: there shall I tryIn my oration, how the people takeThe cruel issue of these bloody men;

You will not head back until I have carried Caesar’s corpse into the marketplace.There I will speak of these cruel and bloody men and see how the crowd responds.



According to the which, thou shalt discourseTo young Octavius of the state of things.Lend me your hand.

Exeunt with CAESAR's body

According to the which, thou shalt discourseTo young Octavius of the state of things.Lend me your hand.

Exeunt with CAESAR's body


The Forum



Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, and a throng of Citizens

Citizens

We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied.

Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS, and a throng of Citizens

Citizens

You will explain to us what you have done and why.



BRUTUS Then follow me, and give me audience, friends.Cassius, go you into the other street,And part the numbers.Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;And public reasons shall be renderedOf Caesar's death.

BRUTUS Then follow me, and listen friends. Cassius, go to the other street, and take part of the crowd with you. Those that will hear me speak, let them stay here; those that will follow Cassius, go with him; and we will explain the reasons for Caesar’s death..



First Citizen I will hear Brutus speak.

Second Citizen I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,When severally we hear them rendered.

Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens. BRUTUS goes into the pulpit

Third Citizen

The noble Brutus is ascended: silence!

First Citizen I want to hear Brutus speak.

Second Citizen I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,When we hear them given.

Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens. BRUTUS goes into the pulpit

Third Citizen

Brutus is ready to speak: silence!



BRUTUS

Be patient till the last.Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for mycause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe mefor mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, thatyou may believe: censure me in your wisdom, andawake your senses, that you may the better judge.

BRUTUS

Be patient and listen to all that we have to say Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear our reasons, and be silent, so that you can hear: You know that I am a man of honor, and you respect me; you know that you can believe me. I am a truthful man. But judge me in your wisdom, and pay attention so that you may be a good better judge.



If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend ofCaesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesarwas no less than his. If then that friend demandwhy Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:--Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved

If there is anyone in this crowd who is a dear friend ofCaesar's, to him I say, that my love for Caesar was no less than his. If then that man demands why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: I killed Caesar not because I did not love him, but because I loved Rome more.



Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living anddie all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to liveall free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him;as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he wasvaliant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, Islew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his

Would you rather Caesar were alive and yourselves tolive and die as slaves, or would you rather have Caesar dead and live and die as free men?It is true that Caesar loved me, and I weep for him; and he was lucky and fortunate and I celebrated that, and he was brave and I honored him, but he was also ambitious and because he was too ambitious, I killed him.



fortune; honour for his valour; and death for hisambition. Who is here so base that would be abondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman?

For his love there are tears For his fortune there is joy. For his courage there is

honor.For his ambition there is

death.Who is here so low that he

would choose to be a slave?

If any of you would…speak…that man I have wronged by killing Caesar. Is any man here not a good Roman?



If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here sovile that will not love his country? If any, speak;for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.

All

None, Brutus, none.

If there is, speak; for that man I have offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any is, speak;for him have I offended. I stop for the offended to speak.

The entire crowd says together

None of us, Brutus, not one.



BRUTUS

Then none have I offended. I have done no more toCaesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question ofhis death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory notextenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offencesenforced, for which he suffered death.

BRUTUS

Then I offended no one. I have done no more to Caesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death is to be debated in the Capitol; his glorious actions and conquests will not be forgotten. His wrongs will be forgotten, they are paid for by his death.



Enter ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body

Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who,though he had no hand in his death, shall receivethe benefit of his dying, a place in thecommonwealth; as which of you shall not?

Enter ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body

Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who, though he had no hand in his death, will receiveas the benefit of Caesar’s death, money and entitlements as will each of you.



With thisI depart,--that, as I slew my best lover for thegood of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself,when it shall please my country to need my death.

There is no more to be said.I leave with the dagger that for the good of my country, I killed my best friend with. If my country needs my dagger to take my life, it is ready to do that work also.



All Live, Brutus! live, live!

First Citizen Bring him with triumph home unto his house.

Second Citizen Give him a statue with his ancestors.

Third Citizen Let him be Caesar.

Everyone in the crowd criesLive, Brutus! live, live!

First Citizen We should praise Brutus all the way to his home.

Second Citizen We should make a statue of him.

Third Citizen Let him be Dictator.



Fourth Citizen

Caesar's better partsShall be crown'd in Brutus.

First Citizen

We'll bring him to his houseWith shouts and clamours.

.

Fourth Citizen

Brutus has the best parts of Caesar without the bad ones.

First Citizen

We'll bring him to his houseWith shouts and praise.



BRUTUS

My countrymen,--

Second Citizen

Peace, silence! Brutus speaks

First Citizen

Peace, ho!

BRUTUS

My countrymen,--

Second Citizen

Peace, silence! Brutus speaks

First Citizen

Be Quiet!



BRUTUS

Good countrymen, let me depart alone,And, for my sake, stay here with Antony:Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speechTending to Caesar's glories; which Mark Antony,By our permission, is allow'd to make.I do entreat you, not a man depart,Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.

Exit

BRUTUS

Good countrymen, allow me to leave alone, and, for my sake, stay here with Antony: give honor to Caesar's service, and listen to Antony’s speech regarding Caesar's glories; which he, by our permission, is allowed to make. I do beg you, no one should leave except for me till after Antony has spoken.

Exit


ORIGINAL TEXT MODERN VERSIONFirst Citizen

Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony.

Third Citizen

Let him go up into the public chair;We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up.

ANTONY

For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to you.

Goes into the pulpit

First Citizen

Stay and let us hear Mark Antony speak.

Third Citizen

Let him go up into the public chair. We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up.

ANTONY

Brutus has allowed me to speak to you.

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ORIGINAL TEXT MODERN VERSIONFourth Citizen

What does he say of Brutus?

Third Citizen

He says, for Brutus' sake,He finds himself beholding to us all.

Fourth Citizen

'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.

First Citizen

This Caesar was a tyrant.

Fourth Citizen

What does he say about Brutus?

Third Citizen

He says, for Brutus' sake,He finds himself beholding to us all.

Fourth Citizen

It would be best for him if he speaks nothing bad about Brutus here.

First Citizen

Caesar was a tyrant.



Third Citizen

Nay, that's certain:We are blest that Rome is rid of him.

Second Citizen

Peace! let us hear what Antony can say.

ANTONY

You gentle Romans,--

Third Citizen

That is for sure:We are blessed that Rome is rid of him.

Second Citizen

Quiet! Let us hear what Antony has to say.

ANTONY

You gentle Romans,--



Citizens

Peace, ho! let us hear him.

ANTONY

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do lives after them;The good is oft interred with their bones;

Citizens Quiet, hey! Let us hear him.

ANTONY

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do in life stays with the living. The good often gets buried with their bones;



So let it be with Caesar. The noble BrutusHath told you Caesar was ambitious:If it were so, it was a grievous fault,And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest--For Brutus is an honourable man;

So let it be with Caesar. Brutus says that Caesar was ambitious:If it were true, it was a terrible fault,And terribly has Caesar answered for it.Here I am, with the permission of Brutus and the rest--Because Brutus is a good man;



So are they all, all honourable men--Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.He was my friend, faithful and just to me:But Brutus says he was ambitious;

So are they all, all good men--I have come to speak at Caesar's funeral.He was my friend, he was faithful and just to me:But Brutus says he was ambitious;



And Brutus is an honourable man.He hath brought many captives home to RomeWhose ransoms did the general coffers fill:Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?

And Brutus is a good man. Caesar brought many captured princes home to Rome whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:Was this in Caesar ambitious?



When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is an honourable man.

When that the poor have cried, Caesar has wept:Ambition should be made of stronger stuff:Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is a good man.



You all did see that on the LupercalI thrice presented him a kingly crown,Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And, sure, he is an honourable man.

You all saw that on the Lupercal HolidayI three times presented him a kingly crown,Which he did three times refuse: was this ambition?Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And, for sure, he is good man.



I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,But here I am to speak what I do know.You all did love him once, not without cause:What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?

I speak not to make Brutus a liar;I am only saying what I do know. You loved Caesar once, and not without cause:What cause keeps you from mourning him?



O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,And I must pause till it come back to me.

Oh where is your judgment! Is it fled to brutish beasts,Have men have lost their reason? Bear with me;My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,and I must pause till it comes back to me.



First Citizen

Methinks there is much reason in his sayings.

Second Citizen

If thou consider rightly of the matter,Caesar has had great wrong.

First Citizen

I think that there is much reason in what Antony has to say.

Second Citizen

If you look at the right and the wrong of this; Caesar has been greatly wronged.



Third Citizen

Has he, masters?I fear there will a worse come in his place.

Fourth Citizen

Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown;Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious.

Third Citizen

I am afraid that this will get much worse, and worse tyrants are coming.

Fourth Citizen

Did you pay attention to his words? Caesar would not take the crown; how is it possible that he was ambitious?



First Citizen

If it be found so, some will dear abide it.

Second Citizen

Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping.

First Citizen

If Caesar was not ambitious there will be those whom will pay dearly.

Second Citizen

Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with his weeping. He loved Caesar.



Third Citizen

There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony.

Fourth Citizen

Now mark him, he begins again to speak.

Third Citizen

There's not a better man in Rome than Antony.

Fourth Citizen

Now watch him, he begins again to speak.



ANTONY

But yesterday the word of Caesar mightHave stood against the world; now lies he there.And none so poor to do him reverence.

ANTONY

It was only yesterday when the word of Caesar mighthave stood against the entire world; and now he lies there.Is there is no one who feels any loss? No one to even remember what a great man he was?



O masters, if I were disposed to stirYour hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong,Who, you all know, are honourable men:

Romans, if I intended to stir up your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong,Who, you all know, are good men:



I will not do them wrong; I rather chooseTo wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you,Than I will wrong such honourable men.But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar;

I will not do them wrong; I would rather wrong the dead, or wrong myself or even to wrong you, rather than to wrong such good and decent men.Of course there is the problem of this: this document with the wax seal of Caesar on it;



I found it in his closet, 'tis his will:Let but the commons hear this testament--Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read--And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's woundsAnd dip their napkins in his sacred blood,

I found it in his closet, it is his will: If I let even the common public hear this will—which, forgive me, I do not mean to read to you; and even they would cry and kiss dear Caesar’s bloody wounds. They would dip their napkins in his sacred blood,



Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,And, dying, mention it within their wills,Bequeathing it as a rich legacyUnto their issue.

They would take a snip of his hair for a remembrance of him, and it would be their most prized possession:they would mention it within their wills, passing it on as a rich inheritance to their children.



Fourth Citizen

We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony.

All

The will, the will! we will hear Caesar's will.

Fourth Citizen

We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony.

All

The will, the will! we will hear Caesar's will.



ANTONY

Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it;It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you.You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;And, being men, bearing the will of Caesar,

ANTONY

Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it;It is not good that you know how much Caesar loved you.You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar,



It will inflame you, it will make you mad:'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;For, if you should, O, what would come of it!

Fourth Citizen

Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;You shall read us the will, Caesar's will.

It will anger you, it will make you mad:It is good that you do not know that you are his heirs;For, if you should, O, what would come of it!

Fourth Citizen

Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;You shall read us the will, Caesar's will.



ANTONY

Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:I fear I wrong the honourable menWhose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fear it.

ANTONY

Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?I have broken my promise to tell you of it: I am afraid that I wrong those good menWhose daggers have stabbed our Caesar; I do fear it.



Fourth Citizen

They were traitors: honourable men!

All

The will! the testament!

Second Citizen

They were villains, murderers: the will! read the will.

Fourth Citizen

They were traitors: good men! Hah!

All

The will! the testament!

Second Citizen

They were villains, murderers: the will! read the will.



ANTONY

You will compel me, then, to read the will?Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar,And let me show you him that made the will.Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?

ANTONY

You insist that I read the will?Then make a circle about the corpse of Caesar,And let me show you him that made the will.Shall I come down? and will you give me permission?



Several Citizens

Come down.

Second Citizen

Descend.

Third Citizen

You shall have leave.

ANTONY comes down

Several Citizens

Come down.

Second Citizen

Descend.

Third Citizen

You shall have leave.

ANTONY comes down



Fourth Citizen

A ring; stand round.

First Citizen

Stand from the hearse, stand from the body.

Second Citizen

Room for Antony, most noble Antony.

Fourth Citizen

Make a circle around the body.

First Citizen

Stand around Caesar.

Second Citizen

Make room for Antony, most noble Antony.



ANTONY

Nay, press not so upon me; stand far off.

Several Citizens

Stand back; room; bear back.

ANTONY

Do not stand so close to me. Back off.

Several Citizens

Stand back; make room; get back.



ANTONY

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.You all do know this mantle: I rememberThe first time ever Caesar put it on;'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent,That day he overcame the Nervii:

ANTONY

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.You all do know this mantle: I rememberThe first time ever Caesar put it on;'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent,That day he overcame the Nervii:



Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:See what a rent the envious Casca made:Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,

Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:See what a rent the envious Casca made:Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,



Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,As rushing out of doors, to be resolvedIf Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:

Look how Caesar’s blood followed Brutus’ knife blade as it was withdrawn from the wound as if his blood was rushing to greet his friend knocking at the door, but the knocking (knife stabbing) was not nice. Everyone knows that Caesar loved Brutus.



Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!This was the most unkindest cut of all;For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,

Only the gods know how dearly Caesar loved Brutus!This was “the most unkindest” cut of all;For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, and the ingratitude of Brutus was stronger than the traitors' arms,

A double superlative. Not grammatically correct but sounds cool!



Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;And, in his mantle muffling up his face,Even at the base of Pompey's statua,Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.

and that ingratitude crushed him and burst his mighty and generous heart;And, in his toga Caesar fell at the base of Pompey’s statue running blood.



O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel

Oh! What fell when Caesar fell there my countrymen.

Then you and I fell down.Then Rme fell down.Then the world fell down;While bloody treason grew

large over us.Oh! Now you begin to cry.

Now you begin to understand.

Now you begin to feel the awful weight of it.



The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.Kind souls, what, weep you when you but beholdOur Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here,Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.

Do you feel the full force of pity

now? These are gracious tears.

Kind souls, if you are crying uncontrollably now looking only on Caesar ‘s bloody clothing, how much more will you weep when you see his naked butchered body?

(Antony uncovers Caesar’s corpse)



First Citizen O piteous spectacle!

Second Citizen O noble Caesar!

Third Citizen O woful day!

First Citizen Oh! Pitiful sight!

Second Citizen Oh! Noble Caesar!

Third Citizen Oh! What a sad, sad day!



Fourth Citizen O traitors, villains!

First Citizen O most bloody sight!

Second Citizen We will be revenged.

All Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!Let not a traitor live!

Fourth Citizen Othey are traitors all!

First Citizen What a terrible and bloody sight!

Second Citizen We will be revenged.

All Revenge! Seek them out! Seek! Burn their everything! Fire! Kill! Slay!Let not a traitor live!



ANTONY Stay, countrymen.

First Citizen Peace there! hear the noble Antony.

Second Citizen We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with him.

ANTONY Do not leave countrymen.

First Citizen Quiet down there! Listen to the noble Antony.

Second Citizen We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with him.



ANTONY

Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you upTo such a sudden flood of mutiny.They that have done this deed are honourable:What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,

ANTONY

Good friends, sweet friends, I do not want to stir you upto a sudden revolt. Those whom have done this deed are good men: at least they say they say that they are. What private complaints they had with Caesar…. I do not know…and I do not know what made them do this terrible thing…. but they say they are wise and good.



And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:I am no orator, as Brutus is;But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,That love my friend; and that they know full well

And I have no doubt that they have practiced their answers to you questions. I come not to change your feelings. I am not a great speaker like Brutus. You all know me. I am plain spoken and a simple man who loves my killed friend. They know



That gave me public leave to speak of him:For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;I tell you that which you yourselves do know;

that I am no great speaker. I am not clever, and I do not have the skill and words to touch men’s emotions. I can only say what is obvious.

And when I speak I only can tell you that which each of you already knows…..



Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus,And Brutus Antony,

I can show you my friend’s wounds with their silent mouths, and ask that they speak for me, but if I had Brutus’ skill with words, indeed if I were Brutus and he me……



there were an AntonyWould ruffle up your spirits and put a tongueIn every wound of Caesar that should move

The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.

Then you would listen to an Antony who would rile your emotions and put a wailing tongue in each of Caesar’s wounds. And those voices would cause even the dead and dumb stones of Rome to rise up and strike down these terrible traitors.



All We'll mutiny.

First Citizen We'll burn the house of Brutus.

Third Citizen Away, then! come, seek the conspirators.

All

We will strike them down.

First Citizen We'll burn the house of Brutus.

Third Citizen Let us go and find the conspirators.



ANTONY Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak.

All Peace, ho! Hear Antony. Most noble Antony!

ANTONY

Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak.

All

Quiet Now!! Listen to Antony. Most noble Antony!



ANTONY

Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves?Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:You have forgot the will I told you of.

ANTONY

Friends, where are you going? To do what?Do you know why Caesar deserves your love? I must tell you;You have forgot the will I told you of.



All

Most true. The will! Let's stay and hear the will.

ANTONY

Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal.To every Roman citizen he gives,To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.

All

That is true. The will! Let's stay and hear the will.

ANTONY

Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal. To every Roman citizen he gives $200.



Second Citizen Most noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death.

Third Citizen O royal Caesar!

ANTONY Hear me with patience.

All Peace, ho!

Second Citizen Most noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death.

Third Citizen Oh what a royal Caesar!

ANTONY Listen.

All Quiet!



ANTONY

Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,His private arbours and new-planted orchards,On this side Tiber; he hath left them you,

ANTONY

Moreover, he has left you all his property, his private gardens and new-planted orchards, that are on this side of the Tiber River; he leaves them to you,



And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures,To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?

and to your children and their children for ever, so that you might be able to enjoy the simple and common common pleasures:To walk among gardens, and recreate yourselves.Here was a Leader! when comes such another?



First Citizen Never, never. Come, away, away!We'll burn his body in the holy place,And with the brands fire the traitors' houses.Take up the body.

First Citizen Never, never. Come, away, away! We'll burn his body in the holy place, and with the torches from that fire we will burn the traitors' houses.Pick up his body.



Second Citizen Go fetch fire.

Third Citizen Pluck down benches.

Fourth Citizen Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.

Exeunt Citizens with the body

Second Citizen Go fetch fire.

Third Citizen Put down benches for a fire.

Fourth Citizen Put down forms, windows, any thing that will burn.

Exeunt Citizens with the body



ANTONY

Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot,Take thou what course thou wilt!

Enter a Servant

How now, fellow!

ANTONY

The mob is like a recipe which I have prepared and is cooking now. Lawlessness is unleashed; let it go where it will.

Enter a Servant

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Servant Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.

ANTONY Where is he?

Servant He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.

Servant Sir, Octavius is here in Rome.

ANTONY Where is he?

Servant He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.



ANTONY

And thither will I straight to visit him:He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,And in this mood will give us any thing.

Fortune or Luck is personified

ANTONY:

I am going there now.He has come as I asked.. Good Luck is happy for us.And in this mood Good Luck is likely to give us any thing we ask for.

Fortune or Luck is personified



Servant

I heard him say, Brutus and CassiusAre rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.

Servant

I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius rode their horses like madmen out of the gates of Rome.



ANTONY

Belike they had some notice of the people,How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius

Exeunt

ANTONY

It is likely they had some warning of the people’s anger, and how I had set the mob against them. Bring me to Octavius

Exeunt


A Street in Rome



Enter CINNA the poet CINNA THE POET

I dreamt to-night that I did feast with Caesar,And things unlucky charge my fantasy:I have no will to wander forth of doors,Yet something leads me forth.

(There is the idea of Fate intervening in the affairs of men expressed here)

Enter CINNA the poet CINNA THE POET

I dreamt last night that I dined with Caesar,And things unlucky and scary trouble my thoughts:I have no desire to wander the city or the streets,Yet something leads me outside.



(Enter Citizens)First Citizen

What is your name?

Second Citizen

Whither are you going?

(Enter Citizens)First Citizen

What is your name?

Second Citizen

Where are you going?



Third Citizen

Where do you dwell?

Fourth Citizen

Are you a married man or a bachelor?

Third Citizen

Where do you live?

Fourth Citizen

Are you a married man or a bachelor?



Second Citizen

Answer every man directly.

First Citizen

Ay, and briefly.

Second Citizen

Answer him.

First Citizen

Yes, and briefly.



Fourth Citizen

Ay, and wisely.

Third Citizen

Ay, and truly, you were best.

Fourth Citizen

Yes, and carefully.

Third Citizen

Yes, that would be best for you.



CINNA THE POET

What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do Idwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, toanswer every man directly and briefly, wisely andtruly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor.

CINNA THE POET

What is my name?Where am I going?Where do I live?Am I married or a bachelor?The shortest answer is a bachelor!



Second Citizen

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 THE POET

Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral.

Second Citizen

That's the same as saying they are fools that marry:you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Go on.

CINNA THE POET

I continue going to Caesar's funeral.



First Citizen

As a friend or an enemy?

CINNA THE POET

As a friend.

Second Citizen

That matter is answered directly.

First Citizen

Are you a friend or an enemy of Caesar?

CINNA THE POET

A friend.

Second Citizen

That will be determined first.



Fourth Citizen For your dwelling,--briefly.

CINNA THE POET Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

Third Citizen Your name, sir, truly.

Fourth Citizen

For your dwelling,--briefly.

CINNA THE POET

Briefly, I live near the Capitol.

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CINNA THE POET

Truly, my name is Cinna.

First Citizen

Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator.

CINNA THE POET

I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.

CINNA THE POET

In truth my name is Cinna.

First Citizen

Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator.

CINNA THE POET

I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet not Cinna the conspirator. You have the wrong man.



Fourth Citizen

Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

CINNA THE POET

I am not Cinna the conspirator.

Fourth Citizen

It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but hisname out of his heart, and turn him going.

Fourth Citizen

Tear him for his bad rhymes, tear him for his bad lines.

CINNA THE POET

I am not Cinna the conspirator.

Fourth Citizen

It doesn’t matter, your name's Cinna; pull but his heart out, and let him go.



Third Citizen

Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands:to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius'house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius': away, go!

Exeunt(The mob kills Cinna the

Poet an innocent man)

Third Citizen

Cut him to pieces. Kill him! Bring the red hot irons.Go some of you to Brutus’ and Cassius‘ houses and burn them down; some of you go to Decius’ house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius': away, go!

Exeunt




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