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Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sort,
[Sennet. Exeunt CÆSAR and his Train. CASCA stays behind.
Casca. You pulled me by the cloak; Would you speak with me ?
Bru. Ay, Casca ; tell us what hath chanced to-day, That Cæsar looks so sad. 70. Casca. Why, you were with him, were you not ?
Bru. I should not then ask Casca what had chanced.
Casca. Why, there was a crown offered him : and, being offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand, thus ; and then the people fell a-shouting.
Bru. What was the second noise for?
Casca. Why, for that too.
Casca. Why, for that too.
Casca. Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and, at every putting by, mine honest neighbours shouted.
Cas. Who offered him the crown ? 80. Casca. Why, Antony
Bru. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca.
Casca. I can as well be hanged, as tell the manner of it: it was mere foolery. I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown ;-yet'twas not a crown neither, 'twas one of these coronets ;-and, as I told you, he put it by once; but, for all that, to my thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he offered it to him again; then he put it by again : but, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the third time; he put it the third time by: and still as he refused it, the rabblement shouted, and clapped their chopped hands, and threw up their sweaty night-caps, and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Cæsar refused the crown, that it had almost choked Cæsar ; for he swooned, and fell down at it. And, for my 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 Cæsar swoon?
Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and foamed at mouth, and was speechless.
85. Bru. 'Tis very like: he hath the falling-sickness.
Cas. No, Cæsar 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, Cæsar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not clap him, and hiss him, according as he pleased and displeased them, as they use 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 perceived the common herd was glad he refused the crown, he plucked me ope his doublet, and offered them his throat to cut.-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!—and forgave him with all their hearts : But there's no heed to be taken of them; if Cæsar had stabbed their
mothers, they would have done no less.
Cas. To what effect ? '95. Casca. 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 shook their heads ; but for my own part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too : Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Cæsar'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. Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating. 100. Cas. Good : I will expect you. Casca. Do so : Farewell, both.
Cas. So is he now, in execution
Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you:
Come home to me, and I will wait for you. 105. Cas. I will do so:—till then, think of the world.
[Exit BRUTUS. Well, Brutus, thou art noble ; yet, I see, Thy honourable metal may be wrought From that it is disposed : Therefore it is meet That noble minds keep ever with their likes : For who so firm, that cannot be seduced ? Cæsar 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 hands, 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; wherein obscurely Cæsar's ambition shall be glanced at : And, after this, let Cæsar seat him sure; For we will shake him, or worse days endure.
SCENE III.—The same. A Street.
with his sword drawn, and CICERO.
Casca. Are you not moved, when all the sway of earth
Cic. Why, saw you anything more wonderful ?
Casca. A common slave (you know him well by sight),
Men, all in fire, walk up and down the streets.
Unto the climate that they point upon.
But men may construe things after their fashion,
Casca. He doth; for he did bid Antonius
Cic. Good night, then, Casca : this disturbed sky
[Exit CICERO. Enter CASSIUS. Cas. Who's there? 115. Casca. A Roman.
Cas. Casca, by your voice.
Casca. Who ever knew the heavens menace so ?
For my part, I have walked about the streets,
Casca. But wherefore did you so much tempt the heavens ?
Cas. You are dull, Casca ; and those sparks of life
To monstrous quality ; why, you shall find,
Casca. 'Tis Cæsar that you mean : Is it not, Cassius ?
Cas. Let it be who it is : for Romans now
Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish.
Mean to establish Cæsar as a king :
Cas. I know where I will wear this dagger, then ;
Cās. And why should Cæsar be a tyrant, then ?