And am moreover suitor that I may Cassius. 225 Brutus, a word with you. [He takes Brutus aside while Antony turns sadly to the body. You know not what you do: do not consent That Antony speak in his funeral: Know you how much the people may be moved Brutus. By your pardon: I will myself into the pulpit first, 230 235 Cassius. I know not what may fall; I like it not. Brutus. Mark Antony, here take you Caesar's body. 241 You shall not in your funeral speech blame us, Antony. I do desire no more. Be it so; Brutus. Prepare the body, then, and follow us. 245 [Exeunt all except Antony. Antony. Oh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! 251 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! 255 (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue), 260 Blood and destruction shall be so in use, That mothers shall but smile when they behold SCENE IV. CAESAR'S FUNERAL. Brutus and Cassius enter the Forum, followed by a throng of excited Citizens. Citizens. We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied. Brutus. Then follow me, and give me audience, friends. Cassius, go you into the other street, And part the numbers. Those that will hear me speak, let them stay here; And public reasons shall be rendered Of Caesar's death. First Citizen. I will hear Brutus speak. Second Citizen. I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons, When severally we hear them rendered. [Exit Cassius, with some of the Citizens; Brutus goes into the pulpit amid a confused noise from the crowd. Third Citizen. The noble Brutus is ascended: silence! Brutus. Be patient till the last. 265 270 ΤΟ [The crowd gradually grow quiet. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may 15 believe censure 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 Caesar's, [cries from the crowd] to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why 20 Brutus rose against Caesar, [murmurs] this is my answer: not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. [Faint approval.] Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all freemen? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was 25 fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him but as he was ambitious, I slew him. [Approval.] There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman? [A pause.] If any, 30 speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply. All. None, Brutus, none. Brutus. Then none have I offended. [Cheers.] I have done no more to Caesar, than you shall do to Brutus. 35 Enter Antony and others, with Caesar's body. Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the 40 benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? [Cheers.] 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. Citizens [in great excitement]. Live, Brutus! live, live! First Citizen. Bring him with triumph home unto his house. Second Citizen. Give him a statue with his ancestors. Third Citizen. Let him be Caesar. Fourth Citizen. Shall be crowned in Brutus. Caesar's better parts First Citizen. We'll bring him to his house with shouts and clamours. Brutus. My countrymen, Second Citizen. Peace, silence! Brutus speaks. First Citizen. Peace, ho! Brutus. Good countrymen, let me depart alone, And, for my sake, stay here with Antony: [Some murmurs. Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speech 45 50 55 I do entreat you, not a man depart, бо [Exit. The Citizens are in great confusion, and some prepare to leave. First Citizen. Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony. Third Citizen. Let him go up into the public chair; We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up. Antony. For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to you. [Goes up into the pulpit. Fourth Citizen [at the back of the crowd]. What does he say of Brutus ? 65 Third Citizen [raising his voice]. He says, for Brutus' sake, He finds himself beholding to us all. Fourth Citizen. 'Twere best he speak no harm of First Citizen. This Caesar was a tyrant. [Cheers. Nay, that's certain : We are blest that Rome is rid of him. [Cheers. Second Citizen. Peace! let us hear what Antony can say. Antony. You gentle Romans,— 71 Peace, ho let us hear him. Antony. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. 75 If it were so, it was a grievous fault; [Cries of approval. 81 [Cheers. So are they all, all honourable men), Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : 85 He hath brought many captives home to Rome, 89 Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? [Confused murmurs. When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept : Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse; was this ambition? 95 100 And, sure, he is an honourable man. [Fainter approval. And men have lost their reason. [Cries of dissent.] Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me. 105 First Citizen. Methinks there is much reason in his sayings. Second Citizen. If thou consider rightly of the matter, Caesar has had great wrong. Third Citizen. Has he, masters ? IIO I fear there will a worse come in his place. Fourth Citizen. Marked ye his words? He would not take the crown; Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious. First Citizen. If it be found so, some will dear abide it. Second Citizen [pointing to Antony]. Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping. 115 Third Citizen. There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony. [Cheers. Fourth Citizen. Now mark him, he begins again to speak. Antony. But yesterday, the word of Caesar might 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 I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, 120 125 |