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DMCA and Copyright : The book is not hosted on our servers, to remove the file please contact the source url. Then fall, Caesar. Tyranny is dead! Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. Publius, good cheer; There is no harm intended to your person, Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius. How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown!
If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him, and be resolved How Caesar hath deserved to lie in death, Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead So well as Brutus living; but will follow The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus Thorough the hazards of this untrod state With all true faith. So says my master Antony. Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well. 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. 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 Caesar.
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. 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 close In terms of friendship with thine enemies. Pardon me, Julius! 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! Friends am I with you all and love you all, Upon this hope, that you shall give me reasons Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous. It shall advantage more than do us wrong. I do desire no more. Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Enter a Servant You serve Octavius Caesar, do you not?
Servant I do, Mark Antony. Servant He did receive his letters, and is coming; And bid me say to you by word of mouth— O Caesar! 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.
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. Cassius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers.
First Citizen I will hear Brutus speak. Second Citizen I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons, When severally we hear them rendered. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: —Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Had you rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; 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? Who is here so vile that will not love his country?
I pause for a reply. All None, Brutus, none. I have done no more to Caesar than you shall 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.
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. All Live, Brutus! 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. Brutus speaks. First Citizen Peace, ho! I do entreat you, not a man depart, Save I alone, till Antony have spoke. Exit First Citizen Stay, ho! Noble Antony, go up.
Goes into the pulpit Fourth Citizen What does he say of Brutus? Fourth Citizen Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here. First Citizen This Caesar was a tyrant. Second Citizen Peace! The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem 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. You all did see that on the Lupercal I 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.
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? O judgment! Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come 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. Third Citizen Has he, masters? I fear there will a worse come in his place.
First Citizen If it be found so, some will dear abide it. Second Citizen Poor soul! Fourth Citizen Now mark him, he begins again to speak. And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men: I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
All The will, the will! You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, bearing 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 They were traitors: honourable men! All The will! Second Citizen They were villains, murderers: the will! Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar, And let me show you him that made the will. Shall I descend? Several Citizens Come down. Second Citizen Descend. Third Citizen You shall have leave. First Citizen Stand from the hearse, stand from the body. Second Citizen Room for Antony, most noble Antony. Several Citizens Stand back; room; bear back. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. First Citizen O piteous spectacle! Second Citizen O noble Caesar! Third Citizen O woful day!
Fourth Citizen O traitors, villains! First Citizen O most bloody sight! Second Citizen We will be revenged. All Revenge! Let not a traitor live! First Citizen Peace there! 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, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. Third Citizen Away, then! All Peace, ho! Hear Antony. Most noble Antony! Alas, you know not: I must tell you then: You have forgot the will I told you of.
All Most true. The will! To every Roman citizen he gives, To every several man, seventy-five drachmas. Second Citizen Most noble Caesar! Third Citizen O royal Caesar! 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, And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures, To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Caesar! First Citizen Never, never. Come, away, away! Take up the body. Second Citizen Go fetch fire. Third Citizen Pluck down benches. Fourth Citizen Pluck down forms, windows, any thing. Mischief, thou art afoot, Take thou what course thou wilt! Enter a Servant How now, fellow! Servant Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.
Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us any thing. Bring me to Octavius. Enter Citizens First Citizen What is your name? Second Citizen Whither are you going?
Third Citizen Where do you dwell? Fourth Citizen Are you a married man or a bachelor? Second Citizen Answer every man directly. First Citizen Ay, and briefly. Fourth Citizen Ay, and wisely. Third Citizen Ay, and truly, you were best. Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor. Proceed; directly.
First Citizen As a friend or an enemy? Second Citizen That matter is answered directly. Fourth Citizen For your dwelling,—briefly. Third Citizen Your name, sir, truly. Fourth Citizen Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses. Third Citizen Tear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! ANTONY Octavius, I have seen more days than you: And though we lay these honours on this man, To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, To groan and sweat under the business, Either led or driven, as we point the way; And having brought our treasure where we will, Then take we down his load, and turn him off, Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears, And graze in commons.
Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone: but, if he be at hand, I shall be satisfied. A word, Lucilius; How he received you, let me be resolved. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades, Sink in the trial.
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