that thou so cryed'st out Luc. My Lord I do not know that I did cry Bru. Yes that thou didst Didst thou see any thing Luc. Nothing my Lord. Bru. Sleep again Lucius Sirra Claudio Fellow Thou Awake Var. My Lord. Clau. My Lord. Bru. Why did you so cry out Sirs in your Sleep Both. Die we my Lord Bru. I saw you any thing Var. No my Lord I saw nothing Clau. Nor I my Lord. Bru. Go and commend me to my Brother Cassius Bid him set on his Powers betimes before And we will follow Both. It shall be done my Lord. Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Octavius Antony and their Army Octa. Now Antony our hopes are answered You said the Enemy would not come down But keep the Hills and upper Regions It proves not so their Battles are at hand They mean to warn us at Philippi here Answering before we do demand of them Ant. Tut I am in their Bosoms and I know Wherefore they do it They could be content To visit other places and come down With fearful Bravery thinking by this Face To fasten in our Thoughts that they have Courage But 't is not so Enter a Messenger Mes Prepare you Generals The Enemy comes on in gallant shew Their bloody Sign of Battel is hung out And something to be done immediately Ant. Octavius lead your Battail softly on Upon the left hand of the even Field Octa. Upon the right hand I keep thou the left Ant. Why do you cross me in this Exigent Octa. I do not cross you but I will do so March Drum Enter Brutus Cassius and their Army Bru. They stand and would have Parley Cassi Stand fast Titinius we must out and talk Octa. Mark Antony shall we give sign of Battle Ant. No Caesar we will answer on their Charge Make forth the Generals would have some Words Octa. Stir not untill the Signal Bru. Words before Blows is it so Countrymen Octa. Not that we love Words better as you do Bru. Good Words are better-than bad Strokes Octavius An. In your bad Strokes Brutus you give good Words Witness the hole you made in Caesars heart Crying long live Hail Caesar Cass Antony The posture of your blows are yet unknown But for your words they rob the Hibla Bees And leave them Hony-less Ant. Not stingless too Bru. O yes and soundless too For you have stoln their buzzing Antony And very wisely threat before you sting Ant. Villains you did not so when your vile daggers Hackt one another in the sides of Caesar You shew'd your teeths like Apes And fawn'd like Hounds And bow'd like Bondmen kissing Caesars feet Whil'st damned Caska like a Curr behind Strook Caesar on the neck O you Flatterers Cass Flaterers Now Brutus thank your self This tongue had not offended so to day If Cassius might have rul'd Octa. Come come the cause If arguing make us sweat The proof of it will turn to redder drops Look I draw a Sword against Conspirators When think you that the Sword goes up again Never till Caesars three and thirty wounds Be well aveng'd or till another Caesar Have added slaughter to the Sword of Traitors Bru. Caesar thou canst not dye by Traitors hands Unless thou bring'st them with thee Octa. So I hope I was not born to dye on Brutus Sword Bru. O if thou wer 't the Noblest of the Strain Young-man thou could'st not dye more honourable Cassi A peevish School-boy worthless of such Honour Joyn'd with a Masker and a Reveller Ant. Old Cassius still Octa. Come Antony away Defiance Traitors hurl we in your teeth If you dare fight to day come to the Field If not when you have stomacks Exit Octavius Antony and Army Cass Why now blow wind swell Billow And swim Bark The Storm is up and all is on the hazard Bru. Ho Lucillius hark a word with you Lucillius and Messala stand forth Luc. My Lord. Cass Messal Messa What says my General Cass Messala this is my Birth-day as this very day Was Cassius born Give me thy hand Messala Be thou my witness that against my will As Pompey was am I compell'd to set Upon one Battel all our Liberties You know that I held Epicurus strong And his Opinion Now I change my mind And partly credit things that do presage Coming from Sardis on our former Ensign Two mighty Eagles fell and there they pearch'd Gorging and feeding from our Souldiers hands Who to Philippi here consorted us This Morning are they fled away and gone And in their steads do Ravens Crows and Kites Fly o're our heads and downward look on us As we were sickly prey their shadows seem A Canopy most fatall under which Our Army lies ready to give up the Ghost Messa Believe not so Cass I but believe it partly For I am fresh of spirit and resolv'd To meet all perils very constantly Bru. Even so Lucillius Cass Now most Noble Brutus The Gods to day stand friendly that we may Lovers in peace lead on our days to Age. But since the affayrs of men rest still incertain Let 's reason with the worst that may befall If we do lose this Battail then is this The very last time we shall speak together What are you then determined to do Bru. Even by the rule of that Philosophy By which I did blame Cato for the death Which he did give himself I know not how But I do find it Cowardly and vile For fear of what might fall so to prevent The time of life arming my self with patience To stay the providence of some high Powers That govern us below Cass Then if we lose this Battail You are contented to be led in Triumph Thorow the Streets of Rome Bru. No Cassius no Think not thou Noble Roman That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome He bears too great a mind But this same day Must end that work the Ides of March begun And whether we shall meet again I know not Therefore our everlasting farewell take For ever and for ever farewell Cassius If we do meet again why we shall smile If not why then this parting was well made Cass For ever and for ever farewell Brutus If we do meet again we 'll smile indeed If not 't is true this parting was well made Bru. Why then lead on O that a man might know The end of this days business e're it come But it sufficeth that the day will end And then the end is known Come ho away Exeunt Alarum Enter Brutus and Messala Bru. Ride ride Messala ride and give these Bills Unto the Legions on the other side Lowd Alarum Let them set on at once for I perceive But cold demeanor in Octavio's wing And sudden push gives them the overthrow Ride ride Messala let them all come down Exeunt Alarums Enter Cassius and Titinius Cass O look Titinius look the Villains flye My self have to mine own turn'd Enemy This Ensign here of mine was turning back I slew the Coward and did take it from him
things Cassius 'T is just And it is very much lamented Brutus That you have no such Mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye That you might see your shadow I have heard Where many of the best respect in Rome Except immortal Caesar speaking of Brutus And groaning underneath this Ages yoak Have wish'd that Noble Brutus had his eyes Bru. Into what dangers would you Lead me Cassius That you would have me seek into my self For that which is not in me Cas Therefore good Brutus be prepar'd to hear And since you know you cannot see your self So well as by Reflection I your Glass Will modestly discover to your self That of your self which you yet know not of And be not jealous on me gentle Brutus Were I a common Laughter or did use To stale with ordinary Oaths my love To every new Protester if you know That I do fawn on men and hugg them hard And after scandal them Or if you know That I profess my self in Banquetting To all the Rout then hold me dangerous Flourish and Shout Bru. What means this Shouting I do fear the People choose Caesar For their King Cassi I do you fear it Then must I think you would not have it so Bru. I would not Cassius yet I love him well But wherefore do you hold me here so long What is it that you would impart to me If it be ought toward the general good Set Honour in one eye and Death i' th' other And I will look on both indifferently For let the Gods so speed me as I love The name of Honour more then I fear death Cassi I know that vertue to be in you Brutus As well as I do know your outward favour Well Honour is the subject of my Story I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life But for my single self I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I my self I was born free as Caesar so were you We both have fed as well and we can both Endure the Winters cold as well as he For once upon a Raw and Gusty day The troubled Tyber chasing with her Shores Caesar said to me dar'st thou Cassius now Leap in with me into this angry Flood And swim to yonder Point Upon the word Accoutred as I was I plunged in And bad him follow so indeed he did The Torrent roar'd and we did buffet it With lusty Sinews throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of Controversie But ere we could arrive the Point propos'd Caesar cry'd Help me Cassius or I sink I as Aeneas our great Ancestor Did from the Flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear so from the waves of Tyber Did I the tyred Caesar And this Man Is now become a God and Cassius is A wretched Creature and must bend his body If Caesar carelesly but nod on him He had a Feaver when he was in Spain And when the Fit was on him I did mark How he did shake 'T is true this God did shake His Coward lips did from their colour flye And that same Eye whose bend doth awe the World Did lose his Lustre I did hear him grone I and that Tongue of his that bad the Romans Mark him and write his Speeches in their Books Alas it cryed Give me some drink Titinius As a sick Girl Ye Gods it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the Majestick World And bear the Palm alone Shout Flowrish Bru. Another general shout I do believe that these applauses are For some new Honours that are heap'd on Caesar Cassi 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 our selves dishonourable Graves Men at some time are Masters of their Fates The fault dear Brutus is not in our Stars But in our selves that we are underlings Brutus and Caesar What should be in that Caesar Why should that name be sounded more then 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 with 'em Brutus will start a Spirit as soon as Caesar Now in the names of all the Gods at once Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed 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 then with one man When could they say till now that talk'd of Rome That her wide Walks incompast but one man Now is it Rome indeed and Rome enough When there is in it but one only man O! you and I have heard our Fathers say There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd Th' eternal Devil to keep his State in Rome As easily as a King Bru. That you do love me I am nothing jealous What you would work me too I have some aim How I have thought of this and of these times I shall recount hereafter For this present I would not so with love I might intreat you Be any further mov'd What you have said I will consider what you have to say I will with patience hear and find a time Both meet to hear and answer such high things Till then my Noble Friend chew upon this Brutus had rather be a Villager Then to repute himself a Son of Rome Under these hard Conditions as this time Is like to lay upon us Cassi I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much shew of fire from Brutus Enter Caesar and his Train Bru. The Games are done And Caesar is returning Cassi As they pass by Pluck Caska by the Sleeve And he will after his sour fashion tell you What hath proceeded worthy note to day Bru. I will do so But look you Cassius The angry spot doth glow on Caesars brow And all the rest look like a chidden Train Calphurnia's Cheek is pale and Cicero Looks with such Ferret and such fiery eyes As we have seen him in the Capitol Being crost in Conference by some Senators Cassi Caska will tell us what the matter is Caes Antonio Ant. Caesar Caes Let me have men about me that are fat Sleek-headed men and such as sleep a nights Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look He thinks too much such men are dangerous Ant. Fear him not Caesar he 's not dangerous He is a Noble Roman and well given Caes Would he were fatter But I fear him not Yet if my name were lyable 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 Musick Seldom he smiles and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit
to your person Nor to no Roman else so tell them Publius Cassi And leave us Publius lest that the people Rushing on us should do your Age some mischief Brut. Do so and let no man abide this deed But we the Doers Enter Trebonius Cassi Where is Antony Treb. Fled to his House amaz'd Men Wives and Children stare cry out and run As it were Doomsday Bru. Fates we will know your pleasures That we shall dye we know 't is but the time And drawing days out that men stand upon Cask Why he that cuts off twenty years of life Cuts off so many years of fearing death Bru. Grant that and then is death a benefit So are we Caesars Friends that have abrig'd His time of fearing death Stoop Romans stoop And let us bath our hands in Caesars blood Up to the Elbows and besmear our Swords Then walk we forth even to the Market place And waving our red Weapons o're our heads Let 's all cry Peace Freedom and Liberty Cassi Stoop then and wash How many Ages hence Shall this our lofty Scene be acted over In State unborn and Accents yet unknown Bru. How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport That now on Pompeys Basis lye along No worthyer then the dust Cass So oft as that shall be So often shall the knot of us be call'd The Men that gave their Country Liberty Dec. What shall we forth Cass I every man away Brutus shall lead and we will grace his heels With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome Enter a Servant Bru. Soft who comes here A friend of Antonys Ser. Thus Brutus did my Master bid me kneel Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down And being prostrate thus he bad me say Brutus is Noble Wise Valiant and Honest Caesar was Mighty Bold Royal and Loving Say I love Brutus and I honour him Say I fear'd Caesar honour'd him and lov'd him If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him and be resolv'd How Caesar hath deserv'd to lye in death Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead So well as Brutus living but will follow The Fortunes and Affairs of Noble Brutus Through the hazards of this untrod State With all true Faith So says my Master Antony Bru. Thy Master is a Wise and Valiant Roman I never thought him worse Tell him so please him come unto this place He shall be satisfied and by my Honour Depart untouch'd Ser. I le fetch him presently Exit Servant Bru. I know that we shall have him well to Friend Cassi I wish we may But yet have I a mind That fears him much and my misgiving still Falls shrewdly to the purpose Enter Antony Bru. But here comes Antony Welcome Mark Antony Ant. O mighty Caesar Dost thou lye so low Are all thy Conquests Glories Triumphs Spoils Shrunk to this little Measure Fare thee well I know not Gentlemen what you intend Who else must be let blood who else is rank If I my self there is no hour so fit As Caesars deaths hour nor no Instrument Of half that worth as those your Swords made rich With the most Noble blood of all this World I do beseech yee if you bear me hard Now whil'st your purpled hands do reek and smoak Fulfill your pleasure Live a Thousand years I shall not find my self so apt to dye 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. Bru. O Antony Beg not your death of us 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 pittifull And pitty to the general wrong of Rome As fire drives out fire so pitty pitty Hath done this deed on Caesar For your part To you our Swords have leaden points Mark Antony Our Arms in strength of malice and our hearts Of Brothers temper do receive you in With all kind love good thoughts and reverence Cass Your voyce shall be as strong as any mans In the disposing of new Dignities Bru. Only be patient till we have appeas'd The Multitude beside themselves with fear And then we will deliver you the cause Why I that did love Caesar when I strook him Have thus proceeded Ant. I doubt not of your Wisdom Let each man render me his bloody hand First Marcus Brutus will I shake with you Next Caius Cassius do I take your hand Now Decius Brutus yours now yours Metellus Yours Cinna and my valiant Caska yours Though last not least in love yours good Trebonius 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 That I did love thee Caesar O 't is true If then thy Spirit look upon us now Shall it not grieve thee dearer then thy death To see thy Antony making his peace Shaking the bloody fingers of thy Foes Most Noble in the presence of thy Coarse Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds Weeping as fast as they streamforth thy blood It would become me better then to close In terms of Friendship with thine enemies Pardon me Julius here wast thou bay'd brave Hart Here did'st thou fall and here thy Hunters stand Sign'd in thy Spoil and Crimson'd in thy Lethee O World thou wast the Forrest to this Hart And this indeed O World the Hart of thee How like a Deer stroken by many Princes Dost thou here lye Cass Mark Antony Ant. Pardon me Caius Cassius The Enemies of Caesar shall say this Then in a Friend it is cold Modesty Cass I blame you not for praising Caesar so But what compact mean you to have with us Will you be prick'd in number of our Friends Or shall we on and not depend on you Ant. Therefore I took your hands but was indeed Sway'd from the point by looking down on Caesar 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 Bru. Or else were this a savage Spectacle Our Reasons are so full of good regard That were you Antony the Son of Caesar You should be satisfied Ant. That 's all I seek And am moreover sutor that I may Produce his body to the Market place And in the Pulpit as becomes a Friend Speak in the Order of his Funerall Bru. You shall Mark Antony Cassi Brutus a word with you You know not what you do Do not consent That Antony speak in his Funerall Know you how much the people may be mov'd By that which he will utter Bru. By your pardon I will my self into the Pulpit first And shew the reason of our Caesars death What Antony shall speak I will protest He speaks by leave and by permission And that we are contented Caesar