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Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations.
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?
Bru. No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself,
But by reflection by some other things.

Cas. 'Tis just:

I have heard

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.
Where many of the best respect in Rome,
Except immortal Cæsar, speaking of Brutus,
And groaning underneath this age's yoke,
Have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes.
Bru. Into what dangers would you lead me,

That you would have me seek into myself
For that which is not in me?

Cas. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepared to hear:

And since you know you cannot see yourself
So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
Will modestly discover to yourself

That of yourself which you yet know not of.
And be not jealous on me, gentle Brutus :
Were I a common laugher, or did use
To stale with ordinary oaths my love
To every new protester; if you know

That I do fawn on men and hug them hard
And after scandal them, or if you know
That I profess myself in banqueting

To all the rout, then hold me dangerous.

58. shadow, image. 69. discover, disclose. 71. jealous on, suspicious of. 72. laugher, jester. Rowe's emendation of Ff laughter.'

[Flourish, and shout.

73. stale, make vulgar.
76. scandal, slander.


profess myself, make professions of friendship.

Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear,

the people

Choose Cæsar for their king.

Ay, do you fear it? 80
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 aught toward the general good,
Set honour in one eye and death i' the other,
And I will look on both indifferently;
For let the gods so speed me as I love
The name of honour more than I fear death.
Cas. I know that virtue 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 myself.

I was born free as Cæsar; so were you:
We both have fed as well, and we can both
Endure the winter's cold as well as he:
For once, upon a raw and gusty day,

The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores,
Cæsar said to me 'Darest 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 bade 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 controversy;
But ere we could arrive the point proposed,
Cæsar cried 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!'
IIO. arrive, reach.

91. favour, countenance,

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I, as Æneas, our great ancestor,

Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Cæsar. And this man

Is now become a god, and Cassius is

A wretched creature and must bend his body,
If Cæsar carelessly but nod on him.

He had a fever when he was in Spain,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark
How he did shake: 'tis true, this god did shake:
His coward lips did from their colour fly,
And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world
Did lose his lustre: I did hear him groan :
Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans
Mark him and write his speeches in their books,
Alas, it cried '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 majestic world,

And bear the palm alone. [Shout. Flourish.
Bru. Another general shout!

I do believe that these applauses are.

For some new honours that are heap'd on Cæsar. 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,

II2. Eneas, regarded in Roman legend as the progenitor of the Roman people. He was

said to have borne his father Anchises on his shoulders from the flames of Troy (Vergil, Æn. ii.).




123. bend, look (i.e. the gaze bent upon a particular object).

136. Colossus, the Colossus of Rhodes; a huge figure of bronze traditionally said to have stood astride the entrance of the harbour.

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 with 'em,
Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar.
Now, in the names of all the gods at once,
Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed,

That he is grown so great? Age, thou art shamed! 150
Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods!
When went there by an age, since the great flood,
But it was famed with more than with one man?
When could they say till now, that talk'd of Rome,
That her wide walls encompass'd but one man ?
Now is it Rome indeed and room 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
The 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 to, 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 entreat you,
Be any further moved. What you have said
I will consider; what you have to say
I will with patience hear, and find a time

153. famed with, made famous by.

156. Rome was pronounced like 'doom,' Lucr. 715, and 'groom,' ib. 1644, as well as 'room' (cf. King John, iii. 1. 180); but these words were still probably on the way from the M. E. ō to the

modern z.


159. a Brutus once, Lucius Junius Brutus, who caused the expulsion of the last kings of Rome.

160. eternal (used as an expletive), 'infernal.'

Both meet to hear and answer such high things. 170 Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this:

Brutus had rather be a villager

Than to repute himself a son of Rome
Under these hard conditions as this time
Is like to lay upon us.

Cas. I am glad that my weak words

Have struck but thus much show of fire from

Bru. The games are done and Cæsar is returning.

Cas. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleeve; And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you What hath proceeded worthy note to-day.

Re-enter CESAR and his Train.

Bru. I will do so. But, look you, Cassius,
The angry spot doth glow on Cæsar's brow,
And all the rest look like a chidden train:
Calpurnia's cheek is pale; and Cicero
Looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes
As we have seen him in the Capitol,
Being cross'd in conference by some senators.

Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is.
Cæs. Antonius!

Ant. Cæsar?

Cæs. Let me have men about me that are fat: Sleek-headed men and such as sleep o' nights: Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much such men are dangerous. Ant. Fear him not, Cæsar; he 's not dangerous; He is a noble Roman and well given.

Cas. Would he were fatter! But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear,



193. Sleek-headed; an excel- fact smooth-combed' (p. 180). 197. well given, well disposed.

lent variant for North's matter-of

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