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I here discard my sickness. Soul of Rome!
Brave son, deriv'd from honourable loins!
Thou, like an exorcist, hast conjur’d up-
My mortified spirit. Now bid me run,
And I will strive with things impossible;
Yea, get the better of ther. What's to do? :

Bru. A piece of work, that will make sick men

whole.

Lig. But are not some whole, that we must make sick ?

Bru. That must we also. What it is my Caius, I shall unfold to thee, as we are going art es To whom it must be done.

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Lig. Set on your foot ;s ́

And, with a heart new-ird, I follow you,

To do I know not what: but it sufficeth,
That Brutus leads we on.

Bru. Follow me then.

SCENE II.

[Exeunt

The same. A Room in Caesar's Palace.

Thunder and Lightning Enter" CAESAR, in his Night-gown.

Caes. Nor heaven, nor earth, have been

peace to-Light:

Thrice hath Caloric in her steep cried out,

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Enter a Servant.

Serv. My Lord?

Caes. Go bid the priests do present særifx

And bring me their opinions of success.

Sere. I will, my Lord.

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Exit.

Enter CALPHURNIA.

Cal. What mean you, Caesar? Think you to walk forth?

You shall not stir out of your house to-day. Caes. Caesar shall forth: The things, that threat◄ , en d me,

Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall see The face of Caesar, they are vanished.

Cal. Caesar, I never stood on ceremonies,
Yet now they fright me. There is one within,
Besides the things that we have heard and seen,
Recounts most horrid sights seen by the watch.
A lioness hath whelped in the streets;

And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their dead
Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds,

In ranks, and squadrons, and right form of war,
Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol;

The noise of battle hurtled in the air,
Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan;
And ghosts did shriek, and squeal about the streets.
O Caesar! these things are beyond all use,
And I do fear them.

Caes. What can be avoided,

Whose end is purpos'd by the mighty Gods?
Yet Caesar shall go forth for these predictions
Are to the world in general, as to Caesar.

Cal. When beggars die, there are no comets

seen

The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of

Princes.

Caes. Cowards die many times before their

deaths;

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,

It seems to me most strange that men should fear

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Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come, when it will come.

Re-enter a Servant.

What the augurers?

say

Serv. They would not have you to stir forth today.

Plucking the entrails of an offering forth,
They could not find a heart within the beast,
Caes. The Gods do this in shame of cowardice:
Caesar should be a beast without a heart,
If he should stay at home to-day for fear.
No, Caesar shall not: Danger knows full well,
That Caesar is more dangerous than he.
We were two lions litter'd in one day,
And I the elder and more terrible;
And Caesar shall go forth.

Cal. Alas, my Lord,

Your wisdom is consum'd in confidence.
Do not go forth to-day: Call it my fear,

That keeps you in the house, and not your own.
We'll send Mark Antony to the senate-house;
And he shall say, you are not well to-day:
Let me, upon my knee, prevail in this.

Caes. Mark Antony shall say, I am not well; → And, for thy humour, I will stay at home.

Enter DECIUS.

Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so.
Dec. Caesar, all hail! Good morrow,

Caesar:

I come to fetch you to the senate-house.

worthy

Caes. And you are come in very happy time,

To bear my greeting to the senators,

And tell them, that I will not come to-day:

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Cannot, is false; and that I dare not,

falser;

I will not come to-day: Tell them so, Decius.
Cal. Say, he is sick.

Caes. Shall Caesar send a lie?

Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far,
To be afear'd to tell grey-heards the truth? ·
Decius, go tell them, Caesar will not come.
Det. Most mighty Caesar, let me know some

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cause,

Lest I be laugh'd at, when I tell them so.

Caes. The cause is in my will, I will not come; That is enough to satisfy the senate.

But, for your private satisfaction,

Because I love you, I will let your know.
Calphurnia here, my wife, stays me at home:
She dreamt to-night she saw my statua,
Which like a fountain, with a hundred spouts,
Did run pure blood; and many lusty Romans
Came smiling, and did bathe their hands in it.
And these does she apply for warnings, portents,
And evils imminent; and on her knee
Hath begg'd, that I will stay at home to-day.
Dec. This dream is all amiss interpreted;
It was a vision, fair and fortunate:
Your statue spouting blood in many pipes,
In which so many smiling Romans bath'd,
Signifies, that from you great Rome shall suck
Reviving blood; and that great men shall press
For tinctures, stains, relicks, and cognizance.
This by Calphurnia's dream is signify'd.

Caes. And this way have you well expounded it.
Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can
say:

And know it now; The senate have concluded.
To give, this day, a crown to mighty Caesar.
If you shall send them word, you will not come

Their minds may change. Besides, it were a mock
Apt to be render'd, for some one to say,
Break up the senate till another time,

When Caesar's wife shall meet with better dreams.

If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whisper,
Lo, Caesar is afraid?

Pardon me, Caesar; for my dear, dear love
To your proceeding bids me tell you this;
And reason to my love is liable.

Caes. How foolish do your fears scem now,
Calphurnia?

I am ashamed I did yield to them.
Give me my robe, for I will go

Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS,
GASCA, TREBONIUS, and CINNA.

And look where Publius is come to fetch me.
Pub. Good morro

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Caesar.

Caes. We, Publius.

What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too?
Good-morrow, Casca. Caius Ligarius,
Caesar was ne'er so much your enemy,

As that same ague which hath made you lean.
What is't o'clock?

Bru. Caesar, 'tis strucken eight.

Caes. I thank you for your pains and courtesy,

Enter ANTONY.

See! Antony, that revels long o'nights,
Is notwithstanding up.

Good-morrow, Antony.

Ant. So to most noble Caesar.
Caes. Bid them prepare within:

I am to blame to be thus waited for

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