That is enough to satisfy the senate. Hath begged that I will stay at home to-day. 246. Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted: It was a vision fair and fortunate. Your statue spouting blood in many pipes, Cas. And this way have you well expounded it. 249. If you shall send them word you will not come, When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams. Lo, Cæsar is afraid? Pardon me, Cæsar; for my dear, dear love To your proceeding bids me tell you this; And reason to my love is liable. Cæs. How foolish do your fears seem now, Calphurnia! I am ashamed I did yield to them. Give me my robe, for I will go: Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA, TREBONIUS, and CINNA. And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Pub. Good morrow, Cæsar. 251. Cæs. Welcome, Publius. What, Brutus, are you stirred so early too?— Cæsar was ne'er so much your enemy, As that same ague which hath made you lean. - 252. Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight. 253. Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. 255. Enter ANTONY. See! Antony, that revels long o' nights, Is, notwithstanding, up: Good morrow, Antony. Ant. So to most noble Cæsar. Cæs. Bid them prepare within: Now, Cinna. - Now, Metellus. - What, Trebonius! Treb. Cæsar, I will:- and so near will I be, [Aside. Cæs. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me; And we, like friends, will straightway go together. 258. Bru. That every like is not the same, O Cæsar, The heart of Brutus yearns to think upon! [Aside. Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same. A Street near the Capitol. Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a Paper. 259. Art. Cæsar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius; come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent against Cæsar. If thou beest not immortal, look about you: security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods defend thee! Thy lover, Artemidorus. Here will I stand, till Cæsar pass along, My heart laments, that virtue cannot live If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou mayest live; If not, the fates with traitors do contrive. [Exit. SCENE IV.-The same. Another part of the same Street, before the House of Brutus. Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS. 260. Por. I pr'ythee, boy, run to the senate-house; Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone. Why dost thou stay? Luc. To know my errand, madam. 262. Por. I would have had thee there, and here again, Ere I can tell thee what thou shouldst do there. O constancy, be strong upon my side! Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! Art thou here yet? Luc. Madam, what should I do? Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? And so return to you, and nothing else? Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well, For he went sickly forth: and take good note What Cæsar doth, what suitors press to him. Luc. I hear none, madam. 266. Por. Pr'ythee, listen well; I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray, And the wind brings it from the Capitol. 267. Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. Enter THE SOOTHSAYER. 268. Por. Come hither, fellow. Which way hast thou been? Sooth. At mine own house, good lady. 270. Por. What is't o'clock? Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady. Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol? Sooth. Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand, Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou not? To be so good to Cæsar as to hear me, I shall beseech him to befriend himself. 276. Por. Why, knowest thou any harm's intended towards him? 277. Sooth. None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance. Good morrow to you. Here the street is narrow: 278. Por. I must go in. — Ay me! how weak a thing The heart of woman is! O Brutus ! The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise! And bring me word what he doth say to thee. [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE 1.- The same. The Capitol; the Senate sitting. A Crowd of People in the Street leading to the Capitol; among them ARTEMIDORUS and the SOOTHSAYER. Flourish. Enter CÆSAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUs, Casca, DECIUS, METELLUS, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others. Cæs. The ides of March are come. Sooth. Ay, Cæsar; but not gone. Art. Hail, Cæsar, read this schedule. 282. Dec. Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read, At your best leisure, this his humble suit. Art. O, Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a suit 284. Cæs. That touches us? Read it, great Cæsar. Ourself shall be last served. Art. Delay not, Cæsar; read it instantly. Cæs. What, is the fellow mad? Pub. Sirrah, give place. 288. Cas. What, urge you your petitions in the street? CÆSAR enters the Capitol, the rest following. Pop. I wish your enterprise to-day may thrive. 291. Pop. Fare you well. Bru. What said Popilius Lena? [Advances to CESAR. Cas. He wished to-day our enterprise might thrive. I fear our purpose is discovered. 294. Bru. Look, how he makes to Cæsar: mark him. Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, For I will slay myself. 296. Bru. Cassius, be constant: Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes; For, look, he smiles, and Cæsar doth not change. 297. Cas. Trebonius knows his time; for, look you, Brutus, He draws Mark Antony out of the way. 299. 300. 301. [Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUS. CÆSAR and the SENATORS take their seats. Dec. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go, And presently prefer his suit to Cæsar. Bru. He is addressed: press near and second him. Cæs. What is now amiss, That Cæsar, and his senate, must redress? 303. Met. Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Cæsar, |