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Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek.
Cas. To what effect?

Casco. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er look you i' the face again: But those, that understood him, smiled at one another and skook their heads; but, for mine own part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you well. There was mor foolery yet, if I could remember it,

Cas. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca?" Casca. No, I am promised forth,

Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow? Casca, Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating.

Cas. Good; I will expect, you, Gove

Casca. Do so: Farewell, both. [Exit CASCA. Bru. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be? He was quick mettle, when he went to school. Cas. So he is now, in execution

Of any bold or noble enterprize.p
However he puts on this tardy form.
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,
Which gives men stomach to digest his words
With better appetite.

Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you:
To-morrow, if you please to speak with me,
I will come home to you; or, if you will,
Come home to me, and I will wait for you.
Cas. I will do so,- till then, think of the world.
[Exit BRUTUS.
Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I seej
Thy honourable metal may be wrought
From that it is dispos'd: Therefore 'tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes:
For who so firm, that cannot be seduc'd?

a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown, that it had almost choked Caesar; for he swoon'd, and fell down at it: And for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my lips, and receiving the bad air.

Cas. But, soft, I pray you: What? did Caesar swoon?

Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and foam'd at mouth, and was speechless.

Bru. 'Tis very like he hath the falling-sickness. Cas. No, Caesar hath it not; but you, and I, And honest Casca, we have the falling-sickness.

Casca. I know not what you mean by that; but, I am sure, Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not clap him, and hiss him, according as he pleased, aud displeased them, as they used to do the players in the theatre, I am no true man.

Bru. What said he, when he came unto himself? Casca. Marry, before he fell down, when he perceiv'd the common herd was glad he refused the crown, he pluck'd me ope his doublet, and offer'd them his throat to eut. - An I had been a man of any occupation, if I would not have taken him at a word, I would I might go to hell among the rogues: and so he fell. When he came to himself again he said, If he had done, or said, any thing amiss, he desired their Worships to think it was his infirmity. Three or four wenches, where I stood, cried, Alas, good soul!

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and forgave him with all their hearts: But there's no heed to be taken of them; if Caesar had stabb'd their mothers, they would have done no less.

Bru. And after that, he came, thus sad, away? Casca. Ay.

Cas. Did Cicero say any thing?

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Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek.
Cas. To what effect?

Casco. Nay, an I tell you that, I'll ne'er look you i' the face again: But those, that understood. him, smiled at one another and skook their heads: but, for mine own part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you well. There was more foolery yet, if I could remember it..

Cas. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca?
Casca. No, I am promised forth,

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Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow Casca, Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating• ari ^<a

Cas. Good; I will expect you, con

Casca. Do so: Farewell, bath. [Exit CASCA.
Bru. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be?
He was quick mettle, when he went to school.
Cas. So he is now, in execution

Of any bold or noble enterprize.
However he puts on this tardy form.
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,
Which gives men stomach to digest his words.
With better appetite.

Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you:
To-morrow, if you please to speak with me,..
I will come home to you; or, if you will,
Come home to me, and I will wait for you.
Cas. I will do so,- till then, think of the world.
[Exit BRUTUS.
Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I seej
Thy honourable metal may be wrought
From that it is dispos'd: Therefore 'tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes :
For who so firm, that cannot be seduc'd ?

Caesar doth bear me hard; but he loves Brutus:
If I were Brutus now, and he were Cassius,
He should not humour me. I will this night,
In several hauds, in at his windows throw,'
As if they came from several citizens,
Writings, all tending to the great opinion
That Rome holds of his name; whereia obscurely
Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at:

And, after this, let Caesar seat him sure;
For we will shake Kim or worse days endure.

SOENE III.

The same. A Street.

[Exit.

Thunder and lightning. Enter, from opposite sides, Casca, with his sword drawn, and CICERO,

Cic. Good even, Casca: Brought you Caesar home?

Why are you breathless? and why stare you so? Casca. Are not you mov'd, when all the sway

of earth

Shakes, like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,

1 have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
Have riv'd the knotty oaks; and I have seen
The ambitious ocean swell, and rage, and foam,
To be exalted with the threat ning clouds:
But never till to-night, never till now,
Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
Either there is a civil strife in heaven;

Or else the world, too saucy with the Gods,
Incenses them to send destruction.

Cic. Why, saw you any thing more wonderful?

Casca.

Casca. A common slave (you know him well

by sight,)

Held up his left hand, which did flame, and burn
Like twenty torches join'd; and yet his hand,
Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd.
Besides, (I have not since put up my sword,)
Against the Capitol I met a lion,

Who glar'd upon me, and went surly by,
Without annoying me: And there were drawn
Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
Transformed with their fear; who swore, they saw
Men, all in fire, walk up and down the streets.
And, yesterday, the bird of night did sit,
Even at noon-day, upon the market-place,
Hooting, and shrieking. When these prodigies
Do so conjointly meet, let not men say,
These are their reasons, They are natural';
For, I believe, they are-portentous things
Unto the climate that they point upon.

Cic. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time:
But men may construe things after their fashion,
Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.
Comes Caesar to the Capitol to-morrow?

Casca. He doth; for he did bid Autonius Seud word to you, he would be there to-morrow. Cic. Good night then, Casca: this disturbed sky Is not to walk in.

Casca. Farewell, Cicero.

[Exit CICERO.

Enter CASSIUS.

Cas. Who's there?

Casca. A Roman.

Cas. Casca, by your voice.

Casca. Your ear is good. Cassins, what night

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