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So well as by reflection, I, your glass,
[Flourish and shout. Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear the
people Choose Cæsar for their king. Cas.
Ay, do you fear it? Then must I think you would not have it so.
Bru. I would not, Cassius ; yet I love him well.-
Cas. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus,
1 Johnson has erroneously given the meaning of allurement to stale, in this place.
“ To stale with ordinary oaths my love,” is “ to prostitute my love."
Cæsar said to me, Dar'st thou, Cassius, now
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 dishonorable graves.
I The verb arrive is also used by Milton without the preposition.
2 Some commentators suppose that the allusion here is to a coward's desertion of his standard. Probably nothing more was intended than to describe the effect of the disease on the appearance of the lips.
3 Temperament, constitution.
Men at some time are masters of their fates :
and I have heard our fathers say,
Bru. That you do love me, I am nothing jealous ; What you would work me to, I have some aim ;3 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 Both meet to hear, and answer, such high things. Till then, my noble friend, chew upon this;4 Brutus had rather be a villager, Than to repute himself a son of Rome, Under these hard conditions as 5 this time Is like to lay upon us.
1 The first folio reads walks. 2 “ Lucius Junius Brutus."
4 Ruminate on this. 5 As, according to Tooke, is an article, and means the same as thal, which, or it; accordingly we find it often so employed by old writers, and particularly in our excellent version of the Bible.
3 i. e. guess,
Cas. I am glad that my weak words Have struck but thus much show of fire from Brutus.
Re-enter CÆSAR and his Train. Bru. The games are done, and Cæsar is returning.
Cas. As they pass by, pluck Casca by the sleeve;
Cas. Casca will tell us what the matter is.
Cæs. Let me have men about me that are fat;
Ant. Fear him not, Cæsar; he's not dangerous ;
Cæs. 'Would he were fatter. But I fear him not Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men.
He loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony : he hears no music : Seldom he smiles ; and smiles in such a sort, As if he mocked himself, and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous. I rather tell thee what is to be feared, Than what I fear, for always I am Cæsar.
Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf, And tell me truly what thou think'st of him. [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.
Casca. Why, you were with him, were you not ? Bru. I should not then ask Casca what hath
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. Ay, marry, was’t; and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and at every putting by, mine honest neighbors shouted.
Cas. Who offered him the crown?
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 hooted, and clapped their chapped 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