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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 man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hands that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, 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 strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war, All pity choked with custom of fell deeds ; And Cæsar's spirit ranging for revenge, With Até by his side, come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry “ Havoc !" and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men groaning for burial.

Enter a Servant.

You serve Octavius Cæsar, do you not?

Servant. I do, Mark Antony.
Antony. Cæsar did write 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 Cæsar !

[Seeing the body.
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 ?
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;
Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse
Into the market-place : there shall I try,
In my oration, how the people take
The cruel issue of these bloody men ;
According to the which thou shalt discourse
To young Octavius of the state of things.
Lend me your hand. (Exeunt with CÆSAR's body.

SCENE II. The Forum.

Enter Brutus and Cassius, and a throng of Citizens.
Citizens. We will be satisfied ; let us be satisfied.
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 them stay here.
Those that will follow Cassius, go with him ;
And public reasons shall be rendered
Of Cæsar's death.

i Citizen. I will hear Brutus speak.
2 Citizen. I will hear Cassius, and compare their rea-

sons, When severally we hear them rendered.

[Exit CASSIUS, with some of the Citizens.

BRUTUS goes into the Rostrum. 3 Citizen. The noble Brutus is ascended. Silence ! Brutus.

Be patient till the last. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear; believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe ; censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Cæsar was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer,- Not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, and die all slaves, than that Cæsar were dead, to live all freemen? As Cæsar loved me, I weep for him ; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honor him ; but as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love, joy for his fortune, honor for his valor, and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak, for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak, for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak, for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.

Citizens. (Several speaking at once.). None, Brutus, none.

Brutus. Then none have I offended. I have done no more to Cæsar than you should do to Brutus. The question of his death is enrolled in the Capitol ; his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences enforced, for which he suffered death.

Enter Antony and others, with CÆSAR's body.

Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony, who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart—that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.

Citizens. Live, Brutus, live ! live! i Citizen. Bring him with triumph home unto his

house. 2 Citizen. Give him a statue with his ancestors. 3 Citizen. Let him be Cæsar. 4 Citizen.

Cæsar's better parts Shall now be crowned in Brutus. i Citizen. We'll bring him to his house with shouts

and clamors.
Brutus. My countrymen
2 Citizen. Peace! silence ! Brutus speaks.
i Citizen. Peace, ho !

Brutus. Good countrymen, let me depart alone,
And, for my sake, stay here with Antony ;
Do grace to Cæsar's corpse, and grace his speech

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Tending to Cæsar's glories, which Mark Antony
By our permission is allowed to make.
I do entreat you, not a man depart,
Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.

[Exit. i Citizen. Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony.

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

Antony. For Brutus' sake, I am beholden to you.
4 Citizen. What does he say of Brutus ?
3 Citizen.

He says, for Brutus' sake, He finds himself beholden to us all. 4 Citizen. 'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus

here! i Citizen. This Cæsar was a tyrant. 3 Citizen,

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

2 Citizen. Peace, let us hear what Antony can say.
Antony. You gentle Romans-
Citizens.

Peace, ho ! let us hear him. Antony. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your

ears ;
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interrèd with their bones;
So let it be with Cæsar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Cæsar was ambitious;
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Cæsar answered it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest-
For Brutus is an honorable man,
So are they all, all honorable men-
Come I to speak in Cæsar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious ;
And Brutus is an honorable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransom did the general coffers fill;
Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious ?
When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept :
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ;
And Brutus is an honorable man.

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“Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him."

Drawing by H. E. v. Berlepsh.

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