The live-long day with patient expectation, And do you now put on your best attire ? Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Flav. Go, go, good countrymen; and for that fault Affemble all the poor men of your fort, Draw them to Tyber's bank, and weep your tears Do kifs the most exalted shores of all. [Exeunt Commoners. See, whe're their baseft metal be not mov'd; They vanish tongue-ty'd in their guiltinefs. Go you down that way tow'rds the Capitol, This way will I. Difrobe the images, If you do find them 3 deck'd with ceremonies. Mar. May we do fo? You know, it is the feaft of Lupercal. Flav. It is no matter. Let no images Be hung with Cafar's trophies. I'll about, And drive away the vulgar from the streets? 3-deck'd with ceremonies.] Ce- by Cafar's trophies; i. e. fuck as he had dedicated to the Gods. remonies, for religious ornaments. Thus afterwards he explains them WARBURTON. So do you too, where your perceive them thick. Who elfe would foar above the view of men, And keep us all in fervile fearfulness. [Exeunt feverally: SCENE II. Enter Cæfar, Antony. For the Course, Calphurnia, Porcia, Decius,. Cicero, Brutus, Caffius, Cafca, a Soothfajer. Cef. Calpburnia Calp. Here, my Lord. Caf. Stand you directly in Antonius' way, When he doth run his Courfe Ant. Cæfar. My Lord. Antonius Caf. Forget not in your speed, Antonius, To touch Calphurria; for our Elders fay, The barren, touched in this holy chase, Shake off their fteril curfe. Ant. I fhall remember. When Cafar fays, do this; it is perform'd. Caf. Ha! who calls? Cafca. Bid every noife be fill. Peace! Yet again. I hear a tongue, fhriller than all the musick, Caf. What man is that? Bru. A footh-fayer bids you beware the Ides of March. Caf Caf. Set him before me; let me fee his face. Cafar. Caf. What fay'ft thou to me now? Speak once again. Sooth. Beware the Ides of March. Caf. He is a dreamer; let us leave him. Pafs. [+ Sennet. Exeunt Cæfar and Train. SCENE III. Manent Brutus and Caffius. Caf. Will you go fee the order of the Course? Bru. Not I. Caf. I pray you, do. Bru. I am not gamefome; I do lack some part Let me not hinder, Caffius, your defires; Caf. Brutus, I do obferve you now of lates Bru. Caffius, 5 Be not deceiv'd if I have veil'd my look, + I have here inferted the word of martial mufick. Sennet, from the original edition, that I may have an opportunity of retracting a hafty conjecture in one of the marginal directions in Henry VIII. Sennet appears to be a particular tune or mode 5ftrange a hand] Strange is alien, unfamiliar, fuch as might become a ftranger. 6-paffions of Jome difference,] With a fluctuation of discordant opinions and defires. B 4 Which Which give some foil, perhaps, to my behaviours; Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war, Caf. Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your paffion; And it is very much lamented, Brutus, That you might fee your fhadow. I have heard, Bru. Into what dangers would you lead me, Caffius, Caf. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepar❜d to hear; And fince you know, you cannot see yourself So well as by reflexion; I, your glass, Will modeftly discover to yourself That of yourself, which yet you know not of. 7 To ftale with ordinary oaths my love, &c.] To invite every new protestor to my affec tion by the ftale or allurement of cuftomary oaths. And And after fcandal them; or if you know, To all the rout; then hold me dangerous. [Flourish and fhout. Bru. What means this fhouting? I do fear, the Then must I think, you would not have it fo. 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'th other, 8 And I will look on both indifferently;] This is a contradiction to the lines immediately fucceeding. If he lov'd honour more than be fear'd death, how could they be both indifferent to him? Honour thus is but in equal balance to death, which is not fpeaking at all like Brutus: for, in a foldier of any ordinary pretenfions, honour should always preponderate. We must certainly read, And I will look on death indifferently. What occafion'd the corruption, I prefume, was, the tranfcribers imagining, the adverb indifferently must be applied to two things This long note is very trifling. When Brutus first names honour and death, he calmly declares them indifferent; but as the image kindles in his mind, he fets honour above life. Is not this natural? |