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I, as Æneas, our great ancestor,
Bru. Another general shout!
Cas. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus: and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Cæsar: What should be in that Cæsar? Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar. [Shout. Now in the name of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed,
* Temperament, constitution.
That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham’d: Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was fam'd with more than with one man? When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome, That her wide walks encompass'd but one man?
CÆSAR'S DISLIKE OF CASSIUS. 'Would he were fatter:-But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music: Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves; And therefore are they very dangerous. I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd, Than what I fear, for always I am Cæsar.
SPIRIT OF LIBERTY. I know where I will wear this dagger then; Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius : Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong; Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat: Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;
But life, being weary of these worldly bars,
AMBITION CLOTHED IN SPECIOUS HUMILITY.
But 'tis a common proof",
CONSPIRACY DREADFUL TILL EXECUTED.
[racy; For if thou path thy native semblance || on, * Experience, + Low steps.
# Visionary. § Envy.
|| Walk in tby true form.
Not Erebus * itself were dim enough
Gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcase fit for hounds: And let our hearts, as subtle masters do, Stir up their servants to an act of rage, And after seem to chide them.
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber: Thou hast no figurest, nor no fantasies, Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound.
PORTIA'S SPEECH TO BRUTUS.
You have ungently, Brutus, Stole from my bed: And yesternight, at supper, You suddenly arose, and walkʼd about, Musing, and sighing, with your arms across: And when I ask'd you what the matter was, You star'd upon me with ungentle looks: I urg'd you further; then you scratch'd your head, And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot : Yet I insisted, yet you answer'd not; But, with an angry wafture of your hand, Gave sign for me to leave you: So I did; Fearing to strengthen that impatience, Which seem'd too much enkindled; and, withal, Hoping it was but an effect of humour, Which sometime hath his hour with every man. It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep; And, could it work so much upon your shape, As it hath much prevaild on your conditions, I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord, Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.
+ Shapes created by imagination. Temper
CALPHURNIA'S ADDRESS TO CÆSAR ON THE PRODIGIES
SEEN THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS DEATH. Cal. Cæsar, I never stood on ceremonies *, Yet now they fright me. There is one within, Besides the things that we have heard and seen, Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch. A lioness hath whelped in the streets; And graves have yawn’d, and yielded op their dead: Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds, In ranks, and squadrons, and right form of war, Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol: The noise of battle hurtled t in the air, Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan; And ghosts did shriek, and squeals about the streets. O Cæsar! these things are beyond all use, And I do fear them. Cæs.
What can be avoided, Whose end is purpos’d by the mighty gods ? Yet Cæsar shall go forth: for these predictions Are to the world in general, as to Cæsar.
Cal. When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of
AGAINST THE FEAR OF DEATH.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Danger knows full well That Cæsar is more dangerous than he. We were two lions litter'd in one day, And I the elder and more terrible.
* Never paid a regard to prodigies or omens. + Encountered.
# Cry with pain.