Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek. Casco. 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 skook their heads; but, for mine own part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you well. There was mor foolery yet, if I could remember it, Cas. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca?" Casca. No, I am promised forth, Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow? Casca, Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating. Cas. Good; I will expect, you, Gove Casca. Do so: Farewell, both. [Exit CASCA. Bru. What a blunt fellow is this grown to be? He was quick mettle, when he went to school. Cas. So he is now, in execution Of any bold or noble enterprize.p Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you: a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown, that it had almost choked Caesar; for he swoon'd, and fell down at it: And for mine 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 Caesar swoon? Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and foam'd at mouth, and was speechless. Bru. 'Tis very like he hath the falling-sickness. Cas. No, Caesar 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, Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not clap him, and hiss him, according as he pleased, aud displeased them, as they used 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 perceiv'd the common herd was glad he refused the crown, he pluck'd me ope his doublet, and offer'd them his throat to eut. - 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 Caesar had stabb'd their mothers, they would have done no less. Bru. And after that, he came, thus sad, away? Casca. Ay. Cas. Did Cicero say any thing? 1 Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek. Casco. 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 skook their heads: but, for mine own part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs off Caesar'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? Cas. Will you dine with me to-morrow Casca, Ay, if I be alive, and your mind hold, and your dinner worth the eating• ari ^<a Cas. Good; I will expect you, con Casca. Do so: Farewell, bath. [Exit CASCA. Of any bold or noble enterprize. Bru. And so it is. For this time I will leave you: Caesar doth bear me hard; but he loves Brutus: And, after this, let Caesar seat him sure; SOENE III. The same. A Street. [Exit. Thunder and lightning. Enter, from opposite sides, Casca, with his sword drawn, and CICERO, Cic. Good even, Casca: Brought you Caesar home? Why are you breathless? and why stare you so? Casca. Are not you mov'd, when all the sway of earth Shakes, like a thing unfirm? O Cicero, 1 have seen tempests, when the scolding winds Or else the world, too saucy with the Gods, Cic. Why, saw you any thing more wonderful? Casca. Casca. A common slave (you know him well by sight,) Held up his left hand, which did flame, and burn Who glar'd upon me, and went surly by, Cic. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time: Casca. He doth; for he did bid Autonius Seud word to you, he would be there to-morrow. Cic. Good night then, Casca: this disturbed sky Is not to walk in. Casca. Farewell, Cicero. [Exit CICERO. Enter CASSIUS. Cas. Who's there? Casca. A Roman. Cas. Casca, by your voice. Casca. Your ear is good. Cassins, what night VOL. XV. is this? 2 |