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This by Calphurnia's dream is signify'd.

Here will I ftand, 'till Cæsar pas along, And this way have you well expounded it. And as a fuitor will I give hin this.

Dic. I have, when you have heard what I can My heart laments, that virtue cannot live And know it now; the lenate have concluded (say: Out of the teeth of emulation. To give, this day, a crown to mighty Cæfar. If thou read this, o Cefar, thou may'lt lire; If you thall send them word, you will not come, If not, the fates with traitors do contrive 2. [Exii. Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock,

SCENE IV. Apt to be render'd, for fome one to say,

Anorber part of the fame Street. “ Break up the senate 'till another time,

Enter Portia, and Lucius. “ When Cæsar's wife ihall meet with better dreams.”

Por. I prythee, boy, run to the senate-house; If Crfar hide hiinielf, shall they not whilper, Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone : “ Lo, Calar is afraid ""

Why dont thou stay? Pardon me, Cæfar; for my dear, dear love Luc. To know my errand, madan. [gain, To your proceeding bids me tell you this ;

Por. I would have had thee there, and here 3 And reason to my love is liable". [phurnia : Ere I can tell thee what thou should'I do there.

Cel. How foolith do your fears seem now, Cal- O constancy, be itrong upon my side! I am ashamed I did yield to them.

Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongie! Give me my robe, for I will go :

I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.
Enter Publius, Brutus, Ligarius, Metellas, Cafia, How hard it is for women to keep counsel !
Trebonius, and Cinna,

Art thou here yet?
And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Luc. Madam, what Tould I do?
Pub. Good morrow, Cafar.

Run to the Capitol, and nothing else ?
Cij. Welcome, Publius.

And to return to you, and nothing else? well, What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too? Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look Good-morrow, Casca.-Caius Ligarius,

For he went fickly forth : And take good note, Cæfar was ne'er so much your enemy,

What Czfar dotli, what suitors press to him.
As thit fime ague which hath made you lean.-- Hark, boy! what noise is that?
What is't o'clock?

Luc. 1 hear none, madım.
Bru. Cæfar, 'tis strucken eight.

Por. Prythee, listen well:
Caf. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. 1 heard a buitiing ruinour, like a fray,
Enter colony.

And the wind brings it from the Capitol.
See! Antony, that revels long o' nights,

Luc. Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. Is notwithstanding up:-Good-morrow, Antony.

Enter Sosthjayer. Int. So to most noble C. far.

Por. Come hither, fellow : Which way haft Gits. Bid them prepare within :-

thou been : I am to blame to be thus waited for:--- [nius!

Sooth. At mine own house, good lady.
Now, Cinna:-- Non, Metellus :-What, Trebo. Por. What is 't o'clock?
I lave an hour's talk in store for you;

Soorb. About the ninth hour, lady.
Remember that you call on me to-day :

Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol ? Be near me, that I may remember you.

Sooth. Madam, not yet ; I go to take my stand, Treb. Cerar, I will : ----and so near will I be, To jee bim país on to the Capitol. [not

[fide. Por. Thou haft fome suit to Cæsar, haft thou That your best friends thall with I had heen further. Sooth. That I have, lady, if it will please Cæfar Cef. Good friends, go in, and talte fome wine To be 10 good to Criar, as to hear me : with me;

I Thall befeech hin to befriend himself. And we, like friends, will straightway go together. Por. Why, know'st thou any harm's intended Bru. That every lihe is not the same, o Cæfar,

towards him ? (fear may chance. The heart of Brutus yerns to think upon! [Exiuni. Soorb. None that I know will be, much that I

Good-morrow to you. Here the ftreet is narrow:

The throng that follows Cæsar at the heels,
A Street near the Capitol.

Of fenators, of prætors, common fuitors, Enter Artemidorus, reading a Paper. Will crowd a feeble man almoft to death : « Cæfar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Car-I'll get me to a place more void, and there " fius; cone not near Calca; have an eye to Speak to great Czfar as he comes along. (Exit. Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark well Me. Por. I must go in.-- Ay me! how weak a thing “ tellus Gmber: Detius Brutus loves thee not ; The heart of woman is ! O Brutus! " thou hart wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is The heavens speed thee in thine enterprize! “ but one mind jo all these men, and it is bent Sure, the boy heard me :--Brutus hath a fuit, “ agitt Criar. It thou be'ft not immortal, looks That Cztar will not grant.--0, I grow faint :--" abriut you : security gives way to contpiracy. Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord ; " The mighty gods defend thee !

S'y, I am inerty: come to me again, “ Thy lover,

And bring me word what he doth Tay to thee. " ARTEMIDORUS."|


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Into the lane 3 of children. Be not fond,
The Street, and then

To think that Cæsar bears such rebel blood,

That will be thaw'd from the true quality
The Capitol: the Senate fitting, With that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet
Flourish. Enter Cesar, Brutus, C:[fies, Cafia,

Decius, Merilu, lieberies, Cina, n:ony, Le- Low-crooked curt'fies, and base spaniel fawning.
pidus, Artemidorus, Popilius, l'ublius, and the Thy brother by decree is banished;

If thou dost bend, and pray, and fawn, for him,
THE ides of March are come.

I spurn thee like a cur out of my way.
Sootb. Ay, Cætar, but not gone.

Know, Cæfar doth not wrong ; nor without cause

Will he be satisfied.
Ari. Hail, Caesar! Read this scheduie.
Dei. Trebonius doth desire you to oʻer-read,

Met. Is there no voice more worthy than my
At your bett leisure, this his humble fuit. [fuit
dit. O, Cæfar, read mine firit; for mine's a

To found more sweetly in great Cæsar's ear, That touches Cætar nearer : Read it, great Cæfar. For the repealing of my banith'd brother? Cref. What touches us ourself, shall be last

Bræ. I kiss tliy hand, but not in flattery, Cælir; serv'u.

Defiring thee, that Publius Cimber may Art. Delay nut, Cæfar ; read it instantly.

Have an immediate freedom of repeal. Caf. What, is the fellow mad?

Carj. What, Brutus ! Pub. Sirrah, file place.

Caj Pardon, Cæfar; Cæfar, pardon : Caf. I hat, urge you your petitions in the street? As low as to thy foot doth Cailius fall, Come to the Capitol.

To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber. (C.tjar erber: the Capitol, :he re following:]

Cut. I could be well mov'd, if I were is yru; loop. I will, your enterprize to-day muay thrive. If I could pray to move, prayers would muie nie: Caj. What enterprize, Popilius ?

But I am constant as the northern star,

Of whose true-fixt, and resting quality,
Pop. Fare you well.
Brs. What said Popilius Lena? (thrive.

There is no fellow in the firmament.
Caf. He with d, to-day our enterprize might The skies are painted with unnumbred sparks,
I fear, our purpoie is dicoveredi.


They are all fire, and every one doth shine ; Bru. Look, how he makes to Cæfar: Mark But there's but one in all doth hold his place:

Corf. Caica, be sudden, for we fear prevention. So, in the world; 'Tis furnithid well with men, Brutus, while thall be done ? If this be known,

And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive ; Caflius, or Cæfar, never thall turn back,

Yet, in the number, I do know but one For I will nay myself.

That unattailable holds on his rank,

Unthak'd of motion : and, that I am he,
Brü. Cailius, be constant :
Popilius Lena (peaks not of our purposes ;

Let me a little thew it, even in this ;
For, look, he smiles, and Cæfar doch not change. That I was constant Cimber should be banishid,
Caj. Trebonius knows his time ; for, look you,

And constant do remain to keep him so.

Cin. O Cæsar,
He draws Mark Antony out of the way.

Caf. Hence ! Wilt thou lift up Olympus?

Dec. Great Cæsar, [Exeunt Ant, and Treb. Dec. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go,

Corf. Doth not Brutus bootless kneel? And presently prefer his suit to Cæfar. [him.

Casca. Speak, hands, for me. Br. He is addreft ' : preis near, and second

[They fab Cæfar. Cir. Casca, you are the first that rear your hand. Cef. Et tu, Brute ? -Then fall, Cæfar! Ccef. Are we all ready . What is now amiss,

(Diese That Cæfar, and his senate, must reciras?

Cin. Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead ! Met. Most high, molt mighty, and moit puisfart Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets. Casar,

Cal. Some to the common pulpits, and cry oui, Metellus Cimber throws before thy feat [Xnceling.

“ Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement !" An humble hourt :

Bru. People, and fenators ! be not affrighted; Caef. I must prevent thee, Cimber.

Fly not; stand itill:-ambition's debt is paid. These couchings, and these lowly courtefies,

Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus. Might fire the blood of ordinary men ;

Dec. And Caffius too. And turn pre-ordinance 2, and first decree,

Bru. Where's Publius ?

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Cix. Here, quite confounded with this mutiny. With all true faith. So savs my master Antony.

Met. Stand udt together, leit some friend of Brü. Thy mater is a wile and valiant Ruman; Should chance

(Cerar's I never thought him worte.
Bru. Talk not of ftanding :--- -Publius, good | Tell him, to pleate him come unto this place,
cheer ;

He shall be satisfied ; and, by my honour,
There is ww hurm intended to your perfou, Deput untouch'd.
Nor to no Roman elle' : fo tell them, Publius. Sevey. Pll fetch him presently. (Exit Servant.

Caf. And leave us, Publius; left that the people, Brs. I know, that we thall have him well to
Ruhing on us, thould do your age tome mischiet.

friend Bru. Do 1o ;and let no man abide this deed, Caf. I wih we may : but yet have I a mind, But we the doers.

That fears him much ; and my misgiving itill
Ri-inter Trebonius.

Filis ihrewdiy to the purpose.
Caf. Where is Antony ?

Re-enter Anony.
Tre. Fled to his house amaz'd:

Biu. But here comes Antony. -Welcome,
Men, wives, and children, itare, cry out, and run,

Mark Antony.
As it were dooms-day.

Art. ( miglity Cähr! Doit thou lie so low?
B-. Fates! we will know your pleasures : Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, fpoils,
That we ihall die, we know'; 'tis but the time, Shrunk to this little meafure ? ---Fare thee well.
And drawing days out, that men stand upon. I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,

Cel. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life, who else muit be let blood, who else is rank 2 :
Cuts off so many years of fearing cleatii.

If I myselt, there is no hour fo fit
Bra. Grant that, and then is death a benefit : is Cætir's death's hour; nor no inttrument
So are we Cesar's friends, that have abridg'd Of halt that worth, as those your words, made
His time of fearing death.Stoop), Romans, iloop,

And let us bathe our hands in Cæfar's blood With the most noble blood of all this world.
Up to the elbows, and befmear our swords : I do befeech ye, if you bear me hard,
Then walk we forth, even to the market-place; Now, wbilit your purpledhands do reek and smoke,
And, waving our red weapons v'er om heads, Fulfil your pleature. Live a thousand years,
Lit's all cry, Peace! Freedom! and Liberty ! I shall not find myself fo apt to die :
Cal. Stop then, and waih.-llow many ages No place will pleate me so, no mean of death,

A bere by Crfar, and by you cut ott,
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over,

The choice and matter fpirits of this age.
In ftates unborn, and accents yet unknown? B: O Antony! beg not your death of us.

Brz. How many times ihuall Cefar bleed in fport, Though now we mult appear bloody and cruel,
That now un Punapey's bautis lies along,

du, by our hands, and this our preient act, No worthier than the dut?

You Ice we do; yet see you but our hands, Cui. So oft as tint ih:!! be,

Ind this the bleeding bufinets they have done ;
So often Mall the knot of us be calld

Our hearts you ide not, they are pitiful;
The men that gave tireir country liberty.

And pity to the gineral wrong of Rome
Deri What, ihall we ionth?

(.ts fire drives out fure, su pity, pity)
Cal. Av, every man :

ilath done this deed on l'etar. For your part, Brutus shall lead ; and we will grace his heels To you our swords have leaden points, Mark With the muil boldelt and but hearts of Ruine.

Aniony :
Enter a Serrant.

Our arms, iti ftrength of malice, and our hearts,
Bru. Soft, who comes here. A friend of An- of brothers' temper, do receive you in,

[kneel; With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence 3.
Serv. Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me Cuf. Pour voice ihall be as Itrong as any man's,
Thus did Mark Antony bid me tall down ; In the disponing of new dignities.
And, being prottrate, timis he bade ine lay.

Bri. Only be patient, 'till we have appeas'd
Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honet; The multitude, beside themselves with fear,
Cefar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving : And then we will deliver you the cause,
Siy, I love Brutus, and I honour him ; Why I, thit did love Cæfar when 1 Itruck him,
Say, I fear'd Cxsai, bonou'd him, and lov'd hiin. Have thus proceeded.
If Brutus will vouchtafe, that Antony

Hnt. I doubt not of your wisdom.
May safely come to him, and be resolv'd

each man render me his bloody hand:
How Cefar hati deserv'd to lie in death, First, Mircus Brutus, will I shake with you ;
Mrk Antony shall not love Cæfar dead

Next, Caius Caffius, do I take your hand ;-
Sia well as Brutus living; but will follow Now, Decius Brutus, yours ;----now yours, Me-
The fortunes and aftars of noble Brutus,

tellus ;-
Thorough the hazards of this untrod 1tate, Yours, Cinna ;-and, my valiant Casca, yours ;---

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I This use of two negatives, not to make an allirmative, but to deny more strongly, is common to our ancient writers. 2 1. e. who clle is grown too high for the public fafety: 3 Bruius' meaning is, Antony, our arms, ftrong in the deed of malice they have juit perforin'd, and our hearts, united like chole of brothers in the action, are yet open to receive you with all pollible affection.



Though last, not leaft in love, yours, good Tre- You shall not in your funeral speech blame us, bonius.

But speak all good you can devise of Cæsar;
Gentlemen, ali, ---alas! what mall I say? And say, you do 't by our permission ;
My credit now stands on such flippery ground, Else Thall you not have any hand at all
That one of two bad ways you muit conceit me,

About his funeral : And you thall speak
Either a coward, or a flatterer.-

In the same pulpit whereto I am going,
That I did love thee, Cæfar, 0, 'tis true : After my spcech is ended.
If then thy spirit look upon us now,

Ant. Be it so ;
Shall it not grieve thee, dearer than thy death, I do desire no more.
To sce thy Antony making his peace,

Bru. Prepare the body then, and follow . Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes,

[Exeunt Conspirators. Moft noble! in the presence of thy corse?

Manet Antony. Had I as many eyes as thou haft wounds,

Ani. O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! It would become me better, than to close Thou art the ruins of the noblest man, In terms of friend hip with thine enemies. That ever Lived in the tide of times. Pardon me, Julius Here wait thou bay'd, brave Woe to the hand that thed this coftly blood !

Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand, Which, like dumb mouthis, do ope their ruby lips, Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimíon'd in thy lethel To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue ;O world! thou waft the forest to this hart; A curse ihall light upon the limbs i of men; And, this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee. Duinestick fury, and fierce civil strife, How like a deer, ftrucken by many princes, Shall cumber all the parts of Italy : Dost thou here lie?

Blood and destruction shall be so in use, Caf. Mark Antony,

And drcadful objects so familiar, Ant. Pardon me, Caius Caffius :

That mothers shall but smile, when they behold The enernies of Cæsar mall say this ;

Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war ; Then, in a friend, it is cold modelty.

All pity choak d with cultom of fell deeds : Caf. I blame you not for praising Cæfar fo ; And Cæfar's fpirit, ranging for revenge, But what compact mean you to have with us? With Até by his side, come hot from hell, Will you be prick'd in number of our friends ; Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice, Or tha!) we on, and not depend on you? [indeed, Cry, Havock 4, and let flip the dogs of war ;

Ant. Therefore I took your hands; but was, That this foul deed hall (mell above the earth
Sway'd from the point, by looking down on Cæsar. With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Friends am I with you all, and love you all ;

Enter a Servant.
Upon this hope, that you thall give me reasons, You serve Octavius Cæsar, do you not?
Why, and wherein, Cæfar was dangerous.

Serv. I do, Mark Antony.
Bru. Or else were this a savage spectacle : sint. Cæsar did write for him, to come to Rome.
Our reasons are to full of good regard,

Serv. He did receive his letters, and is coming : That were you, Antony, the son of Cæsar, And bid me say to you by word of mouth, You should be satisfied.

O Cæjar!

(Seeing tbe body. ent. That's all I fcek :

Ant. Thy heart is big: get thee apart and weep. - And am morcover fuitor, that I may

Pallon, I iee, is catching ; for mine eyes, Produce his body to the market-place ;

Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine, And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend,

Began to water. Is thy master coming Speak in the order of his funeral.

Serv. He lies to-night within seven leagues of Bru. You shall, Mark Antony.


[hath chanc's: Caj. Brutus, a word with you.

Ant. Poft back with speed, and tell him what You know not what youdo; Do not confent,[ -44de IIere is a nourning Rome, a singerous Rome, That Antony speak in his funeral :

No Rome of safety for Octavius yel; '. Know you how much the people may be mov'd Hie hence, and tell him to. Yet, Itay a while ; By that which he will utter ?

Thou shalt not back, 'till I have borne this corle Brlo By your pardon ;-

Into the market-place : there shall I try,
I will myself into the pulpit first,

In my oration, how the people take
And shew the reason of our Cæsar's death : The cruel it'ue of these bloody men ;
What Antony shall Ipeak, I will protest According to the which, thou shalt discourse
He speaks by leave and by permiflion ;

To young Octavius of the state of things.
And that we are contented, Casar Mall

Lend me your hand. [Exeunt, wieb Gujar's body. Harc all true rites, and lawful ceremonies.

SCENE II. It thall advantage mare, than do us wrong.

The Forum. C3. I know not u hat may fall; Ulike it rot. Enter Bratus, and Carins, with the Plebeians. Bru. Mark Antony, here, take you Cæfar’s body. I Pub. We will be fatisticd ; let us be satisfied.

Lethe was a common French word, fignifying death or destruction, from the Latin letkum, and used in thai senle boy many of the 'oiderung iors of neneks. 21. e. the course of times. 3 Dr. Johnlon proposes to read,'schelc lyrms of men ;' that is, these blouisvurds of men. 4 Sec note', p. 722.

Bru. Then follow me, and give me audience, 2 Pleb. Peace ; filence! Brutus {peaks. friends.

i Pleb. Peace, ho ! Caffius, go you into the other street,

Bru. Good countrymen, let me depart alone, And part the numbers.

And, for my fake, stay here with Antuny: Those that will hear me speak, let them stay here; Do grace to Cæsar's corpse, and grace his speech Those that will follow Caifius, go with him ; Tending to Cæsar's glories; which Mark Antony Aud publick reasons thall be rendered

By our permission is allow'd to make. Of Cæsar's death.

I do intreat you, not a man de part, i Pleb. I will hear Brutus speak. {reasons, Save I alone, 'till Antony bave spoke. [Exit.

2 Pleb. I will hear Cailius ; and compare their i Pleb. Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony. When severally we hear them rendered.

3 Pleb. Let him go up into the public chair ; [Exit Caffius, with some of the Plebeians: We'll hear him :-Noble Antony, go up.

Brutus goes into ebe roftrum. Ant. For Brutus' fake, I am beholden to you. 3 Pleb. The noble Brutus is ascended : Silence! 4 Pleb. What does he fay of Brutus? Bru. Be patient 'till the last.

3 Pleb. He says, for Brutus' sake, Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for He finds himself beholden to us all. [here. my cause ; and be silent, that you may hear: be 4 Plcb. 'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus liese me for mine honour ; and have respect to i Pleb. This Cæsar was a tyrant. mine honour, that you may believe : censure me 3 Pleb. Nay, that's certain : in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you We are bleft, that Rome is rid of him. may the better judge. If there be any in this ale 2 Pleb. Peace; let us hear what Antony can say. sembly, any dear friend of Cefar's, tu him I say, Ani. You gentle Romans,that Brutus' love to Cæsar was no less than his. If All. Peace, ho! let us hear him. (ears; then that friend demand, why Brutus rofe against Ant. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your Cefar, this is my answer,-Not that I lov'd Cetar I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him. less, but that I lov'd Rome more. Had you ra- The evil, that men dio, lives after them; ther Cæfar were living, and dye all Naves ; thaThe good is oft interred with their boues ; that Cæfar were dead, to live all free men? As So let it be with Calar! The noble Brutus Cæfar lord me, I weep for him; as he was for-'Hath told you, Cæsar was ambitious : tunats, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I ho- if it were so, it was a grievous fault ; nour bim: but, as he was ambitious, I flew hm: And grievoully hath Cetar answer'd it. There are tears, for his love ; joy, for his fortune; Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, honour, for his valour ; and death, for his ambi- (For Brutus is an honourable man ; tion. Who is here so base, that would be a bond- So are they all, all honourable men) man ? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Come I to speak in Cesar's funeral. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman? He was my friend, faithful and just to me : If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is But Brutus fays, he was ambitious ; here to vile, that will not love his country. If And Brutus is an honourable mani. any, speak; for him have I offended. I paule for He hath brought many captives home to Rome, a reply.

Whole ranfons did the general cofiers fill : And. None, Brutus, none.

Did this in Cetir leein ambitious ? B1%. Then none ha:e I offended. I have done When that the poor have cry’d, Cæsar hath west: no more tu Cæsar, than you thall do to Brutus. Ambition should be made of sterner stuif : The question of his death is enrolld in the Capi. Yet Brutus lays, he was ambitious ; tol : his glory not extenuated, wherein he was wor- And Brutus is an honourable man. tly; nor his offences enforc’d, for which he suf- You all did Ice, that, on the Lupercal, fered death.

I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Enter Mark Antony, &c. with Orfar's body. Which he did thrice refuse. Was tris ambition ? Here comes luis body, mourn’d by Mark Antony : Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious; Iho, though he had no hand in his death, thall re. And, lure, he is an honourable man. ceive the benefit of his dying, a place in the com- I speak not to ditprove what Brutus spoke, monwealthı ; As which of you shall not ? WithBut here I am to 1peak what I do know. this I depart; That, as I new my best lover for You all did love him once, not without cause ; the good of Rome, I have the fame dagger for my. What caufe with-holds you thien to mourn for feli, when it shall please my country to need my


O judgement, thou art fied to brutish beasts, All. Live, Brutus, live ! live! [house. And nen have lott their reaton !--Bear with me : i Pleb. Bring him with triumph home unto his My he:ut is in the cotton there with Cæir, 2 PIb. Give him a statut with his ancestors. And I must paure 'till it come back to me. 3 1 leb. Let him be Cxfar.

i Pleb. Methinks, there is much reason in his 4 Pleb. Cæsar's better parts

savings. Shall be crowned in Brutus.

2 I'lb. It thou consider rightly of the matter, i Pleb. We'll bring him to his house with shouts Cæjar has had great wrong. and clanours.

3 Pleb. Has he, matters? Brk. My countrymen,

I fear, there will a worte come in his place.
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