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Casca. You speak to Casca; and to such a man,
There's a bargain made.
Casca. Stand close awhilė, for here comes one in
haste. Cas. 'Tis Cinna, I do know him by his gait; He is a friend.-Cinna, where baste you so ?
Cin. To find out you: Who's that? Metellus Cimber?
Cas. No, it is Casca ; one incorporate
Cin. I am glad on't. What a fearful night is this! There's two or three of us have seen strange sights.
Cas. Am I not staid for, Cinna? Tell me.
Cas. Be you content: Good Cinna, take this paper,
· Hold, my hand.] Is the same as, Here's my
hand. ? Be factious for redress --] Factious seems here to mean active.
3 Is favour'd,] To favour is to resemble ; but Mr. Malone reads “In favours,” which was suggested by Dr. Johnson, i. e. in looks, appearances, &c.
And look you lay it in the prætor's chair,
Cin. All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone
Casca. 0, he sits high, in all the people's hearts:
Cas. Him, and his worth, and our great need of him,
SCENE I.-The same.
Bru. What, Lucius ! ho!I cannot, by the progress of the stars, Give guess how near to day.-Lucius, I say ! I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly. When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say: What, Lucius !
Luc. Call'd you, my lord ?
Bru. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius : When it is lighted, come and call me here.
Luc. I will, my lord.
Bru. It must be by his death: and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd:How that might change his nature, there's the question. It is the bright day, that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him ?—That ;And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with. The abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins Remorse from power*: And, to speak truth of Cæsar, I have not known when his affections sway'd More than his reason. But 'tis a common proof', That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face: But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend : So Cæsar may; Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the quarrel Will bear no colour for the thing he is, Fashion it thus ; that what he is, augmented, Would run to these, and these extremities: And therefore think him as a serpent's egg, Which, hatch'd, would, as his kind', grow mischievous ; And kill him in the shell.
* Remorse from power :] Remorse is pity, tenderness.
common proof,] Common proof means a matter proved by common experience.
base degrees -]
Luc. The taper burneth in your closet, sir. Searching the window for a flint, I found This paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am sure, It did not lie there when I went to bed.
Bru. Get you to bed again, it is not day.
Luc. I know not, sir.
[Exit. Bru. The exhalations, whizzing in the air, Give so much light, that I may read by them.
[Opens the Letter, and reads. Brutus, thou sleep'st ; awake, and see thyself. Shall Rome, &c. Speak, strike, redress! Brutus, thou sleep'st; awake, Such instigations have been often dropp'd Where I have took them up. Shall Rome, dc. Thus must I piece it out; Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What !
Rome? My ancestors did from the streets of Rome The Tarquin drive, when he was call’d a king. Speak, strike, redress !—Am I entreated then f To speak, and strike ? O Rome! I make thee promisc, If the redress will follow, thou receivest Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus !
[Knock within. Bru. 'Tis good. Go to the gate ; somebody knocks.
+ Mr. Malone omits then.
Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar,
Luc. Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door,
Is he alone ?
Do you know them? Luc. No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their ears, And half their faces buried in their cloaks, That by no means I may discover them By any mark of favour 8. Bru.
Let them enter.
[Exit LUCIUS They are the faction. O conspiracy! Sham’st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then, by day, Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy; Hide it in smiles, and affability : For if thou path, thy native semblance on', Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention.
+ state of a man,"-Malone.
any mark of favour.] Any distinction of countenance. 9 For if thou path, thy native semblance on,] If thou walk in thy truc form,