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Decius. Great Cæsar-
Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?
[CASCA stabs CÆSAR in the neck. CÆSAR
catches hold of his arm. He is then stabbed by several other Conspirators, and at last
by MARCUS BRUTUS. Cæsar. Et tu, Brute !- Then fall, Cæsar.
[Dies. The Senators and People retire in confusion. 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 ;
Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus.
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,
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.
Where is Antony ?
Brutus. Fates ! we will know your pleasures :
Cassius. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life Cuts off so many years of fearing death.
Brutus. Grant that, and then is death a benefit; So are we Cæsar's friends that have abridged
His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,
Brutus. How many times shall Cæsar bleed in sport, That now on Pompey's basis lies along No worthier than the dust! Cassius.
So oft as that shall be,
Decius. What! shall we forth ?
Ay, every man away;
Enter a Servant.
Brutus. Soft, who comes here ? A friend of Anto.
ny's. Servant. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me knee) ; Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down; And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say : Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; Cæsar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving. Say I love Brutus and I honor him ; Say I feared Cæsar, honored him, and loved him. If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him and be resolved How Cæsar hath deserved to lie in death, Mark Antony shall not love Cæsar dead So well as Brutus living, but will follow The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus Through the hazards of this untrod state With all true faith. So says my master Antony.
Brutus. Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman; I never thought him worse.
Tell him, so please him come unto this place,
[Exit Servant Brutus. I know that we shall have him well to friend.
Cassius. I wish we may ; but yet have I a mind That fears him much, and my misgiving still Falls shrewdly to the purpose.
Brutus. But here comes Antony.- Welcome, Mark
Antony. Antony. O mighty Cæsar! 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 fit As Cæsar's death's hour, nor no instrument Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich With 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 Cæsar 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 hands And 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 Cæsar. For your part, To you our swords have leaden points, Mark An.
tony ; Our arms in strength of malice, and our hearts
Of brothers' temper, do receive you in
Cassius. Your voice shall be as strong as any man's In the disposing of new dignities.
Brutus. Only be patient till we have appeased
I doubt not of your wisdom.
Mark Antony Antony. Pardon me, Caius Cassius : The enemies of Cæsar shall say this ; Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.
Cassius. I blame you not for praising Cæsar so;
But what compact mean you to have with us?
Antony. Therefore I took your hands, but was indeed
Brutus. Or else were this a savage spectacle.
That's all I seek ;
Brutus, a word with you-
By your pardon ;
Cassius. I know not what may fall; I like it not.
Brutus. Mark Antony, here, take you Cæsar's body. You shall not in your funeral speech blame us, But speak all good you can devise of Cæsar, And say you do't by our permission ; Else shall you not have any hand at all About his funeral. And you shall speak In the same pulpit whereto I am going, After my speech is ended. Antony
Be it so ; I do desire no more.