ACT III.
Scene I. Rome. Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting above.[3170]
A crowd of people; among them Artemidorus and the Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter Cæsar, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, Decius, Metellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Popilius, Publius, and others.[3171]
At your best leisure, this his humble suit. 5
That touches Cæsar nearer: read it, great Cæsar.[3173]
[Pg 361]
Come to the Capitol.
Cæsar goes up to the Senate-house, the rest following.[3175]
[Advances to Cæsar.[3177]
Be sudden, for we fear prevention.[3178][3180]
Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,[3178][3181] 20
Cassius or Cæsar never shall turn back,[3178][3182]
For I will slay myself.[3178][3183]
[Exeunt Antony and Trebonius.
That Cæsar and his senate must redress?
Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat
An humble heart:— [Kneeling.
These couchings and these lowly courtesies[3189]
Might fire the blood of ordinary men,[3190]
And turn pre-ordinance and first decree[3191]
Into the law of children. Be not fond,[3192]
To think that Cæsar bears such rebel blood 40
That will be thaw'd from the true quality
With that which melteth fools, I mean, sweet words,
Low-crooked court'sies and base spaniel-fawning.[3193]
Thy brother by decree is banished:
If thou dost bend and pray and fawn for him, 45
I spurn thee like a cur out of my way.
Know, Cæsar doth not wrong, nor without cause[3194]
Will he be satisfied.
To sound more sweetly in great Cæsar's ear 50
For the repealing of my banish'd brother?
[Pg 363]
Desiring thee that Publius Cimber may
Have an immediate freedom of repeal.
As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,[3195]
To beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:
But I am constant as the northern star, 60
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality[3196][3197]
There is no fellow in the firmament.[3196]
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks;[3196]
They are all fire and every one doth shine;[3196]
But there's but one in all doth hold his place:[3196] 65
So in the world; 'tis furnish'd well with men,[3196]
And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive;[3196]
Yet in the number I do know but one[3196]
That unassailable holds on his rank,[3196][3198]
Unshaked of motion: and that I am he,[3196][3199] 70
Let me a little show it, even in this;
That I was constant Cimber should be banish'd,
And constant do remain to keep him so.
[Casca first, then the other Conspirators and Marcus Brutus stab Cæsar.
Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets.
'Liberty, freedom and enfranchisement!'
Fly not; stand still: ambition's debt is paid.
Should chance—
There is no harm intended to your person,
Nor to no Roman else: so tell them, Publius.
Rushing on us should do your age some mischief.
But we the doers.[3206]
Re-enter Trebonius.[3207]
Men, wives and children stare, cry out and run
As it were doomsday.
That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time, 100
And drawing days out, that men stand upon.
Cuts off so many years of fearing death.
[Pg 365]
So are we Cæsar's friends, that have abridged 105
His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,[3211]
And let us bathe our hands in Cæsar's blood[3211]
Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords:[3211]
Then walk we forth, even to the market-place,[3211]
And waving our red weapons o'er our heads,[3211] 110
Let's all cry 'Peace, freedom and liberty!'[3211]
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over[3213]
In states unborn and accents yet unknown![3214]
That now on Pompey's basis lies along[3216]
No worthier than the dust![3217]
So often shall the knot of us be call'd
The men that gave their country liberty.[3218]
Enter a Servant.[3221]
Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down; 125
And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say:[3224]
[Pg 366] Brutus is noble, wise, valiant and honest;
Cæsar was mighty, bold, royal and loving:[3225]
Say I love Brutus and I honour him;
Say I fear'd Cæsar, honour'd him and loved him. 130
If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony
May safely come to him and be resolved
How Cæsar hath deserved to lie in death,
Mark Antony shall not love Cæsar dead
So well as Brutus living, but will follow 135
The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus
Thorough the hazards of this untrod state
With all true faith. So says my master Antony.[3226]
I never thought him worse.[3227] 140
Tell him, so please him come unto this place,
He shall be satisfied and, by my honour,
Depart untouch'd.
Re-enter Antony.
Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, 150
Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.
I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,
Who else must be let blood, who else is rank:
If I myself, there is no hour so fit
As Cæsar's death's hour, nor no instrument[3233] 155
[Pg 367] Of half that worth as those your swords, made rich
With the most noble blood of all this world.
I do beseech ye, if you bear me hard,[3234]
Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke,
Fulfil your pleasure. Live a thousand years, 160
I shall not find myself so apt to die:
No place will please me so, no mean of death,[3235]
As here by Cæsar, and by you cut off,
The choice and master spirits of this age.
Though now we must appear bloody and cruel,
As, by our hands and this our present act,
You see we do; yet see you but our hands
And this the bleeding business they have done:
Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful; 170
And pity to the general wrong of Rome—
As fire drives out fire, so pity pity—
Hath done this deed on Cæsar. For your part,[3236]
To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony:[3236]
Our arms in strength of malice, and our hearts[3237] 175
Of brothers' temper, do receive you in[3238]
With all kind love, good thoughts and reverence.
In the disposing of new dignities.
The multitude, beside themselves with fear,
And then we will deliver you the cause
Why I, that did love Cæsar when I struck him,[3239]
Have thus proceeded.
[Pg 368]
Let each man render me his bloody hand:[3241] 185
First, Marcus Brutus, will I shake with you;
Next, Caius Cassius, do I take your hand;
Now, Decius Brutus, yours; now yours, Metellus;
Yours, Cinna; and, my valiant Casca, yours;
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius. 190
Gentlemen all,—alas, what shall I say?[3242]
My credit now stands on such slippery ground,
That one of two bad ways you must conceit me,
Either a coward or a flatterer.
That I did love thee, Cæsar, O, 'tis true:[3243] 195
If then thy spirit look upon us now,
Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy death,
To see thy Antony making his peace,
Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes,[3244]
Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?[3244] 200
Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds,
Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,
It would become me better than to close
In terms of friendship with thine enemies.
Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;[3245] 205
Here didst thou fall, and here thy hunters stand,
Sign'd in thy spoil and crimson'd in thy lethe.[3246]
O world, thou wast the forest to this hart;[3247]
And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.[3247][3248]
How like a deer strucken by many princes[3247][3249] 210
Dost thou here lie![3247]
[Pg 369]
The enemies of Cæsar shall say this;
Then, in a friend, it is cold modesty.
But what compact mean you to have with us?
Will you be prick'd in number of our friends,
Or shall we on, and not depend on you?
Sway'd from the point by looking down on Cæsar. 220
Friends am I with you all and love you all,
Upon this hope that you shall give me reasons
Why and wherein Cæsar was dangerous.
Our reasons are so full of good regard 225
That were you, Antony, the son of Cæsar,[3252]
You should be satisfied.
And am moreover suitor that I may
Produce his body to the market-place,
And in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, 230
Speak in the order of his funeral.
[Aside to Bru.] You know not what you do: do not consent[3254]
That Antony speak in his funeral:
Know you how much the people may be moved 235
By that which he will utter?[3255]
I will myself into the pulpit first,
And show the reason of our Cæsar's death:
What Antony shall speak, I will protest
He speaks by leave and by permission, 240
[Pg 370] And that we are contented Cæsar shall
Have all true rites and lawful ceremonies.[3256]
It shall advantage more than do us wrong.
You shall not in your funeral speech blame us,
But speak all good you can devise of Cæsar;
And say you do't by our permission;
Else shall you not have any hand at all[3259]
About his funeral: and you shall speak 250
In the same pulpit whereto I am going,
After my speech is ended.
I do desire no more.
[Exeunt all but Antony.[3260]
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
That ever lived in the tide of times.
Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood![3262]
Over thy wounds now do I prophesy, 260
Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips
To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue,
A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;[3263]
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; 265
Blood and destruction shall be so in use,
[Pg 371] And dreadful objects so familiar,
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;[3264]
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds: 270
And Cæsar's spirit ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;[3265]
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth 275
With carrion men, groaning for burial.[3266]
Enter a Servant.
And bid me say to you by word of mouth—
O Cæsar! [Seeing the body.[3268]
Passion, I see, is catching, for mine eyes,[3269]
Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine,[3270] 285
Began to water. Is thy master coming?[3271]
Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,
No Rome of safety for Octavius yet;[3273] 290
Hie hence, and tell him so. Yet stay awhile;
[Pg 372] Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse[3274]
Into the market-place: there shall I try,
In my oration, how the people take
The cruel issue of these bloody men; 295
According to the which, thou shalt discourse
To young Octavius of the state of things.
Lend me your hand. [Exeunt with Cæsar's body.[3275]
Scene II. The Forum.[3276]
Enter Brutus and Cassius, and a throng of Citizens.[3277]
Cassius, go you into the other street,
And part the numbers.
Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;[3279] 5
Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;
And public reasons shall be rendered[3280]
Of Cæsar's death.
[Exit Cassius, with some of the Citizens. Brutus goes into the pulpit.
Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause,[3282]
and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour,
and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure 15
me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you
may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any
dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to[3283]
Cæsar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why
Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer: not that I 20
loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you
rather Cæsar were living, and die all slaves, than that Cæsar
were dead, to live all free-men? As Cæsar loved me, I weep[3284]
for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was
valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitions, I slew him. 25
There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for[3285]
his valour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base[3286][3287]
that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I[3286]
offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman?[3286]
If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile[3286] 30
that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have[3286]
I offended. I pause for a reply.[3286][3288]
to Cæsar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of his 35
death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not extenuated,
wherein he was worthy, nor his offences enforced, for which
he suffered death.[3290]
Enter Antony and others, with Cæsar's body.
though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the[3291] 40
[Pg 374] benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as[3291]
which of you shall not? With this I depart,—that, as I
slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same
dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need
my death.[3292] 45
Shall be crown'd in Brutus.[3295] 50
And, for my sake, stay here with Antony: 55
Do grace to Cæsar's corpse, and grace his speech
Tending to Cæsar's glories, which Mark Antony[3298]
By our permission is allow'd to make.
I do entreat you, not a man depart,
Save I alone, till Antony have spoke. [Exit.60
[Goes into the pulpit.[3301]
We are blest that Rome is rid of him.[3305]
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;[3307] 75
So let it be with Cæsar. The noble Brutus[3308]
Hath told you Cæsar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Cæsar answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,— 80
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men,—
Come I to speak in Cæsar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious; 85
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept: 90
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
[Pg 376] And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal[3309]
I thrice presented him a kingly crown, 95
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know. 100
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,[3310]
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Cæsar, 105
And I must pause till it come back to me.
Cæsar has had great wrong.[3311]
Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious.
Have stood against the world: now lies he there,
And none so poor to do him reverence.
O masters, if I were disposed to stir 120
Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
[Pg 377] I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong,
Who, you all know, are honourable men:
I will not do them wrong; I rather choose
To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, 125
Than I will wrong such honourable men.
But here's a parchment with the seal of Cæsar;
I found it in his closet; 'tis his will:
Let but the commons hear this testament—
Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read— 130
And they would go and kiss dead Cæsar's wounds
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,[3315]
And, dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a rich legacy 135
Unto their issue.
It is not meet you know how Cæsar loved you. 140
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;
And, being men, hearing the will of Cæsar,
It will inflame you, it will make you mad:[3316]
'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;
For if you should, O, what would come of it! 145
You shall read us the will, Cæsar's will.[3318][3319]
I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:
I fear I wrong the honourable men 150
Whose daggers have stabb'd Cæsar; I do fear it.
the will. 155
Then make a ring about the corpse of Cæsar,
And let me show you him that made the will.
Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?
You all do know this mantle: I remember
The first time ever Cæsar put it on; 170
'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent,
That day he overcame the Nervii:
Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:[3324]
See what a rent the envious Casca made:
Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd; 175
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Cæsar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no:
For Brutus, as you know, was Cæsar's angel: 180
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Cæsar loved him!
This was the most unkindest cut of all;[3325]
For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,[3326]
Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart; 185
And, in his mantle muffling up his face,
[Pg 379] Even at the base of Pompey's statua,[3327][3328]
Which all the while ran blood, great Cæsar fell.[3327]
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, 190
Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.
O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel
The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.
Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold[3329]
Our Cæsar's vesture wounded? Look you here, 195
Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.[3330]
with him.
To such a sudden flood of mutiny. 210
They that have done this deed are honourable;
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,[3336]
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.[3337]
[Pg 380] I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: 215
I am no orator, as Brutus is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,
That love my friend; and that they know full well
That gave me public leave to speak of him:[3338]
For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,[3339] 220
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;
I tell you that which you yourselves do know;
Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, 225
And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony
Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue
In every wound of Cæsar, that should move
The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Wherein hath Cæsar thus deserved your loves?
Alas, you know not; I must tell you then:
You have forgot the will I told you of.
To every Roman citizen he gives,
To every several man, seventy five drachmas.
His private arbours and new-planted orchards,
On this side Tiber; he hath left them you,[3341]
[Pg 381] And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures, 250
To walk abroad and recreate yourselves.
Here was a Cæsar! when comes such another?
We'll burn his body in the holy place,
And with the brands fire the traitors' houses.[3343] 255
Take up the body.
[Exeunt Citizens with the body.[3345]
Enter a Servant.[3349]
He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
And in this mood will give us any thing.
Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.
[Pg 382]
How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius.[3353] [Exeunt.
Scene III. A street.[3354]
Enter Cinna the poet.[3355]
And things unlucky charge my fantasy:[3356]
I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.
Enter Citizens.[3357]
do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to
answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly: 15
wisely I say, I am a bachelor.[3360]
marry: you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed;[3361]
directly.[3361]
[Pg 383]
bad verses.
his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
[Exeunt.[3367]
FOOTNOTES:
[3170] Act iii. Scene i.] Rowe. Actus Tertius. Ff.]
Rome. Before....] Capell, substantially. The Capitol. Rowe. The Street before the Capitol; and the Capitol open. Theobald. The Street leading to the Capitol. Jennens.
[3171] A crowd of people ... Popilius, Publius, and others.] Malone, after Capell. Flourish. Enter Cæsar ... Artemidorus, Popilius, and the Soothsayer. Ff (Artimedorus, Publius, F1).
and the Soothsayer.] om. Rowe (ed. 1). and the Soothsayers. Rowe (ed. 2).
[3172] schedule] F3 F4. scedule F1 F2.
[3173] nearer] near Anon. conj.
great] om. Pope.
[3174] What ... ourself] That touches us? Ourself Craik (Collier MS.).
[3175] Cæsar....] Steevens, substantially. Artemidorus is push'd back. Cæsar, and the rest, enter the Senate: The Senate rises. Popilius presses forward to speak to Cæsar; and passing Cassius, says, Capell. Omitted in Ff. Exeunt. Scene II. The Capitol.... Jennens.
[3176] [Aside to Cas. Jennens.
[3177] [Advances to Cæsar.] Leaves him, and joins Cæsar. Capell. om. Ff. Follows Cæsar. Jennens.
[3178] What ... hand.] Marked as 'Aside' by Capell.
[3179] him] him well Steevens conj.
[3180] Casca ... prevention.] As in Dyce, ed. 2 (S. Walker conj.). One line in Ff.
[3181] done? If ... known,] Ff. done, if ... known? Theobald.
[3182] or] on Malone conj.
[3183] [Cæsar being arrived at his seat, Popilius whispers him and smiles. Jennens.
[3184] Lena] om. Anon. conj.
purposes] purpose Theobald.
[3185] [Exeunt Antony....] Exeunt Antony and Trebonius, conversing. Cæsar takes his Seat; the Senate theirs: and Metellus advances towards Cæsar. Capell. om. Ff.
[3186] rears your] rear your Capell. rears his Tyrwhitt conj.
[3187] Are ... ready?] Given to Cinna, Ritson conj.; to Casca, by Dyce (Collier MS.).
we] you Hanmer (ed. 2).
[3188] heart:—] Capell. heart. Ff.
[Kneeling.] Rowe. om. Ff. Prostrating himself. Capell.
[3189] couchings] crouchings Hanmer.
courtesies] F1 F2. curtesies F3. Curtsies F4.
[3190] fire] stir Warburton.
[3191] first] fix'd Craik conj.
[3192] law] Malone (Johnson conj.). lane Ff. line Steevens conj. play Mason conj. bane Becket conj. vane Bailey conj.
[3193] Low-crooked] Low, crooked Becket conj. low-crouched Craik (Collier MS.).
spaniel-fawning] Hyphen inserted by Johnson.
[3194] wrong, nor] wrong, but with just cause; Nor Tyrwhitt conj. (from Ben Jonson's quotation in his 'Sylva'). See note (IV).
[3195] low] love F2.
[3196] Of whose ... he,] Put in the margin by Pope.
[3197] true-fix'd] true-fixt Capell. true fixt Ff. true, fixt Rowe.
[3198] rank] race Johnson conj.
[3199] motion] notion Upton conj.
[3200] Cin.] Cim. Rowe.
[3201] Cæsar,—] Cæsar— Rowe. Cæsar. Ff.
[3202] Doth ... kneel?] Doth ... kneele? F1. Do ... kneel? F2 F3 F4 (kneele F2). Do ... kneel. Rowe.
[3203] Speak, hands] Capell. Speak hands Ff.
[Casca....] Edd. (Globe ed.). They stab Cæsar. Ff. stabbing him in the Neck. Cæsar rises, catches at the Dagger, and struggles with him: defends himself, for a time, against him, and against the other Conspirators; but, stab'd by Brutus, Capell (from Plutarch).
[3204] [Dies.] Dyes. F1. om. F2 F3 F4. he submits; muffles up his Face in his Mantle; falls, and dies. Senate in Confusion. Capell.
[3205] friend] friends Pope (ed. 2).
[3206] [Exeunt all but Conspirators. Capell.
[3207] Re-enter....] Capell. Enter.... Ff.
[3208] Scene II. Pope.
Where is] Where's Pope.
[3209] will] well Staunton conj.
[3210] Cas.] Pope. Cask. Ff.
[3211] Stoop ... liberty!] Given to Casca by Pope.
[3212] [Dipping their swords in Cæsar's blood. Rowe.
[3213] over] o'er Pope.
[3214] states] state F1.
[3215] Bru.] Casc. Pope.
[3216] lies] F3 F4. lyes F2. lye F1.
[3218] their] our Steevens (1793).
[3219] What] What, what Rowe.
Ay, every man away:] Ay, every man: Away! Capell conj.
[3220] boldest and best] bold, and the best Rowe.
[3221] Enter....] Ff. Transferred by Dyce to follow here? line 123.
[3222] A friend of Antony's.] Given to the Servant by Pope.
[3223] [Kneeling. Rowe.
[3224] bade] Johnson. bad Ff.
[3225] bold, royal] royal, bold Pope.
[3226] my master] Mark Seymour conj.
[3227] I ... worse] om. Seymour conj.
[3228] [Exit.] Exit Servant. Ff.
[3229] have I] I have Pope (ed. 2).
[3230] Re-enter....] Capell. Enter.... Ff. Transferred by Dyce to follow comes Antony, line 148.
[3231] Scene III. Pope.
But ... Mark Antony.] As in Pope. Two lines in Ff.
[3232] [Kneeling over the body. Collier (Collier MS.).
[3233] death's hour] death hour Collier (one volume ed.).
[3234] you] ye Theobald (ed. 2).
[3235] mean] means Pope.
[3236] Cæsar. For ... Antony] Cæsar; but for you, Mark Antony, our swords have leaden points Seymour conj.
[3237] in strength of malice,] exempt from malice, Pope. no strength of malice; Capell. reproof of malice, Seymour conj. instrain'd of malice, Becket conj. in strength of welcome, Craik (Collier MS.). in strength of amity, Singer conj. unstring their malice, Badham conj. unfraught of malice, Anon. conj. forspent of malice, Anon. conj.
[3238] in] in them Keightley.
[3239] struck] Steevens (1778). strooke F1 F2. strook F3 F4.
[3240] Have thus proceeded] Proceeded thus Pope.
wisdom] F3 F4. Wisedome F1 F2. wisdoms Anon. conj.
[3241] [Taking them one after other. Collier (Collier MS.).
[3242] all,—] Rowe. all: F1 F2 F3. all, F4.
[3243] [Turning to the body, and bending over it. Collier (Collier MS.).
[3244] foes, ... corse?] Pointed as in Rowe. foes?... coarse, Ff.
[3245] hart] F1. heart F2 F3 F4.
[3246] lethe] Lethe F2 F3. Lethe (in italics) F4. Lethee F1. death Pope.
[3247] O world ... lie!] Put in the margin by Pope.
[3248] heart] Theobald. hart Ff.
[3249] strucken] Steevens (1778). stroken F1. stricken F2 F3 F4. strooken Capell.
[3250] Antony,—] Antony— Rowe. Antony. Ff.
Caius Cassius] om. Seymour conj., reading Dost ... me as one line.
[3251] were this] this were Pope (ed. 2).
[3252] you, Antony,] Theobald. you Antony, F1 F2. you Antony F3 F4.
[3253] with you] om. Steevens conj.
[3254] [Aside to Bru.] Aside. Rowe. om. Ff.
[3255] pardon:] Ff. pardon, Rowe.
[3256] true] due Pope.
[3257] fall ... not] follow: I not like it Seymour conj.
[3258] you] your Pope.
[3259] Else shall you not] You shall not else Pope.
[3260] [Exeunt ...] Capell. Exeunt. Manet Antony. Ff.
[3261] Scene IV. Pope. bleeding piece of] piece of bleeding Variorum (1803, 1813, 1821).
[3262] hand] hands Grant White (Becket conj.). land Becket conj.
[3263] the limbs] F3 F4. the limbes F1 F2. the kind Hanmer. the line Warburton. the lives or these lymmes Johnson conj. these imps Jackson conj. the loins Craik (Collier MS.). the tombs Staunton conj. the sons Grant White conj. the minds Dyce, ed. 2 (Jervis conj.). the times S. Walker conj.
[3264] quarter'd] Pope. quartered Ff.
with] by Pope.
[3265] Havoc] Ha! vous Anon. conj. ap. Gent. Mag. Vol. LX. p. 307.
[3266] With] Of Long MS.
Enter a Servant.] Enter Octavio's Servant Ff.
[3267] for him] to him Capell.
to Rome] F1 F3 F4. Rome F2.
[3268] [Seeing the body.] Rowe. om. Ff.
[3269] catching, for] F2 F3 F4. catching from F1.
[3270] beads] beds Pope.
[3271] Began] Begin Hanmer.
[3272] Post ... chanced:] One line in Rowe. Two in Ff.
[3273] Rome] room Upton conj.
[3274] corse] Pope. course F1 F2. coarse F3 F4.
[3275] [Exeunt ... body.] Rowe. Exeunt. Ff.
[3276] Scene II.] Rowe. Scene V. Pope. Scene III. Jennens.
The Forum.] Rowe.
[3277] Enter ... Citizens.] Malone (after Capell). Enter Brutus and goes into the Pulpit, and Cassius, with the Plebeians. Ff.
[3278] Citizens.] Capell. Ple. Ff (and throughout the scene).
[3279] me speak] my speak Rowe (ed. 2).
'em] them Capell.
[3280] rendered] Pope. rendred Ff.
[3281] [Exit ... pulpit.] Edd. (Globe ed.). Exit ... rostrum. Capell. Exeunt Cassius, with some of the Plebeians. Rowe. Exit ... Plebeians. Theobald. Omitted in Ff.
[3282] lovers] friends Pope.
[3283] to him] F1. to them F2 F3 F4.
Brutus'] Capell. Brutus Ff. Brutus's Pope.
[3284] free-men] Ff. free men Johnson.
[3285] There is] There are Pope.
[3286] Who ... offended.] As six lines of verse in Johnson.
[3287] Who is] Who's Pope.
[3288] reply.] Ff. reply— Rowe.
[3289] All.] Ff. Cit. Capell. Cit. [several speaking at once. Malone.
[3290] Enter Antony and others, ... body.] Malone. Enter Antony, and certain of his House, bearing Cæsar's body. Capell. Enter Mark Antony, with Cæsars body. Ff.
[3291] the benefit ... commonwealth] place in the commonwealth, and the benefit of his dying Seymour conj.
[3292] [comes down. Capell.
[3293] live, live!] live! Pope.
[3294] All.] Ff. Cit. Capell.
[3295] Shall] Shall now Pope. Shall all or Shall well Staunton conj. om. Anon. conj.
Shall ... Brutus.] Mitford would add Live! live! Brutus, live!
crown'd] Ff. crowned Steevens.
[3296] We'll ... clamours.] One line in Capell. Two, the first ending house, in Ff.
[3297] countrymen,—] countrymen— F4. country-men. F1 F2 F3.
[3298] glories] glory Dyce, ed. 2 (S. Walker conj.).
[3299] Scene VI. Pope.
[3300] beholding] F1 F2 F3. beholden F4.
[3301] [Goes ... pulpit.] Edd. Goes up. Capell. om. Ff.
[3302] Brutus'] Pope. Brutus F1 F2 F3. Brutus's F4.
[3303] He says] om. Steevens conj.
[3304] he] F1. om. F2 F3 F4.
[3305] blest] F1. glad F2 F3 F4. most blest Capell.
[3306] Romans,—] Romans— F4. Romans. F1 F2 F3.
[3307] their bones] the bones F4.
[3308] The noble] Noble Pope.
[3309] on] at Pope.
[3310] art] F2 F3 F4. are F1.
[3311] Sec. Cit.] 2. F1. Omitted in F2 F3 F4.
[3312] See note (IV).
Has he] Ha! has he Anon. conj.
masters] my masters Capell. not, masters Craik.
[3313] Has ... place.] Divided as in Capell. One line in Ff. Prose in Pope (ed. 2).
[3314] again] om. Theobald (ed. 2).
[3315] Yea] Nay Capell.
[3316] It will] I will Capell.
[3317] Fourth Cit.] 4. Ff. All. Anon. conj.
Read] Read us Anon. conj.
[3318] Read ... will.] As in Ff. Prose in Craik.
we'll] we will Theobald.
[3319] Cæsar's] read Cæsar's Keightley (Capell conj.).
[3320] They ... murderers:] As two lines of verse, Capell MS.
[3321] will?] Pope. will: F1. will; F2 F3 F4.
[3322] All] Ff. First Cit. Edd. conj.
[3323] He ... pulpit.] Rowe. om. Ff.
[3324] Cassius'] Pope. Cassius F1 F2 F3. Cassius's F4.
[3325] This was the most] This, this, was the Pope.
[3326] traitors'] Warburton. traitors Ff.
[3327] Even ... statua, Which ... fell.] These lines are transposed by Warburton.
statua, Which ... blood] statue, which All ... with blood Hanmer.
[3328] statua] Steevens, 1793 (Malone conj.). statue Ff. statuë Keightley.
[3329] what weep] Ff. what, weep Pope.
[3330] with] by Pope.
[3331] O piteous ... countrymen] Marked as five lines of verse in Capell MS.
[3332] We will] We'll Capell.
[3333] All. Revenge!... live!] See note (V).
[3334] [They are rushing out. Collier (Collier MS.).
[3335] Peace] Peace, peace Capell conj.
[3336] do it: they are] do't: they're S. Walker conj.
[3337] reasons] reason Warburton.
[3338] gave] F1. give F2 F3 F4.
[3339] wit] F2 F3 F4. writ F1.
[3340] All ... First Cit.] All ... 1. Ff. First Cit.... Sec. Cit. Edd. conj.
[3341] this] that Theobald.
[3342] Come, away, away!] Come, come, away: Capell. Come, away, away, away! Keightley. Come, come, away, away! Anon. conj.
[3343] brands] brands' ends Anon. conj.
fire the] F1. fire all the F2 F3 F4. then fire the Seymour conj.
[3344] benches ... windows] the benches ... the windows Capell, reading Take ... thing as two lines, the first ending down.
[3345] [Exeunt ...] Exeunt Plebeians with the Body. Rowe. Exit Plebeians. F1. Exeunt Plebeians. F2 F3 F4.
[3346] Ant.] om. Theobald (ed. 2). afoot,] afoot; Hanmer.
[3347] Take ... fellow!] One line in Pope. Two in Ff.
Take thou] Take now Craik conj. Take then Anon. conj.
[3348] Take ... Sir,] Marked as one line in Capell MS.
[3349] a Servant.] Rowe (ed. 2). Servant. Ff.
[3350] Sir,] om. Pope. As a separate line, Anon. conj.
[3351] He] He, sir, Capell conj. Sir, he or Both he Anon. conj.
Lepidus] Lord Lepidus S. Walker conj.
[3352] him] them Capell.
[3353] Octavius] Octavus F1.
[3354] Scene III.] Capell. Rowe continues the scene. Scene VII. Pope. Scene IV. Jennens.
A street.] Capell.
[3355] Enter Cinna the Poet.] Capell. Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebeians. Ff.
[3356] unlucky] Warburton. unluckily Ff. unlikely Collier (Collier MS.).
[3357] Enter Citizens.] Capell. om. Ff.
[3358] Whither] F3 F4. Whether F1 F2.
[3359] dwell] live Capell.
[3360] wisely I] wisely, I Craik.
[3361] Proceed; directly] Proceed. Directly. Johnson. Proceede directly. F1 F2. Proceed directly. F3 F4.
[3362] Cin. I am ... conspirator.] Omitted in Reed (1803, 1813, 1821).
[3363] but] out Johnson.
[3364] Tear ... go!] Prose in Ff. Three lines of verse by Rowe, ending firebrands: ... house ... go. Capell prints Tear ... firebrands only as verse.
[3365] Brutus'] Capell. Brutus Ff.
Cassius'] Capell. Cassius Ff.
Decius'] Capell. Decius F1 F2 F3. Decius's F4. Decimus's Hanmer.
[3366] house] F1. houses F2 F3 F4.
Ligarius'] Capell. Ligarius Ff.
[3367] [Exeunt.] Exeunt all the Plebeians. Ff. Exeunt, forcing out Cinna. Collier (ed. 2).
