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That is enough to satisfy the Senate.
Dec. This Dream is all amiss interpreted ;.
Cæs. And this way have you well expounded it.
Dec. I have, when you have heard what I can say ;; And know it now, the Senate have concluded To give this day a Crown to mighty Cæfar. If you
shall send them word you will not come, Their minds may change, Besides, it were a mock Apt to be renderd, for some one to say, “ Break up the Senate 'till another time, 6. When Cæsar's Wife shall meet with better Dreams :: If Cæsar hide himself, shall they not whisper, " Lo, Cæfar is afraid !” Pardon me, Casar; for my dear, dear, love To your proceeding bids me tell you
this : And reason to my love is liable.
Caf. How foolish do your Fears feem now, Calphurnia ?
Cinna and Publius.
Pub. Good-morrow, Cæfar.
Caf. Welcome, Publius.
lean. What is't o'clock?
Bru. Casar, 'tis stricken eight.
Ant. So to moft noble Cæfar,
Caf. Bid them prepare within : I am to blame to be thus waited for. Now, Cinna; now Metellus ; what Trebonius! I have an hour's talk in store for you, Remember, that you call on me to-day; Be near me, that I may remember you. Treb. Cæsar, I will ; and lo near will I be,
[ Aside. That your
best Friends shall wish I had been further., Cal. Good Friends, go in, and taste some wine with me. And we, like Friends, will straightway go together. Bru. That every like is not the fame, o Cæfar,
[Afide, The heart of Brutus yerns to think upon! [Exeunt.
SCENE changes to a Street near the Capitol..
(10). Enter Artemidorus, reading a paper.
come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna ; truff
(10) Enter Artemidorus,] In the Dramatis Persona, thro' all the Editions, Artemidorus is call'd a Socthsayer. But, 'tis certain, the
not Trebonius; mark well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou haft wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men, and it is bent againt Cæfar. If thou be not immortal, look about thee: security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty Gods defend thee!
Thy Lover, Artemidorus. Here will I ftand, 'till Cefar pass along, And as a suitor will I give him this: My heart laments, that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation. If thou read this, O Cafar, thou may'st live; If not, the fates with Traitors do contrive. [Exit.
Enter Porcia and Lucius.
Por. I Pr’ythee, Boy, run to the Senate-house ;
gone : Why doft thou stay?
Luc. To know my errand Madam.
Por. I would have had thee there, and here again,
Luc. Madam, what should I do?
Poet design'd two diftinct Characters. Artemidorus was neither Augur, nor Soothsayer. 'Tis true, there was an Artemidorus, whose Critic on Dreams we still have : but he did not live 'till the Time of Antoninus. He likewise wrote, according to Suidas, of Augury and Palmistry But this Artemidorus, who had been Cæsar's Hust at Cnidos, as we learn from Plutarch, Appian, &c. did not pretend to know any thing of the Conspiracy against Cafar by Prelcience, or Prognostication. He was a sophist, who taught that Science in Greek at Rome; by which Means being intimate with Brutusy and those about him, he got into their Secret; and, out of his old Affection for Cæfar, was defirous of acquainting him with his Danger.
Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?
Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy Lord look well,
Luc. I hear none, Madam.
Luc. Sooth, Madam, I hear nothing.
Por. Come hither, fellow, which way haft thou been?
my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol,
Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæfar, haft thou not?
Art. That I have, Lady, if it will please Cæjar
faint: Run, Lucius, and commend me to my Lord ;
Say, I am merry; come to me again,
[Exeunt severally. sr8SXS
SCENE, the Street before the Capitol ;
and the Capitol open.
Flourish. Enter Cæsar, Brutus, Cassius, Casca,
Decius, Metellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Artemidorus, Popilius, Publius, and the Sooth-fayer.
CÆ S A R.
Sooth. Ay; Cæfar, but not gone.
beft leisure, this his humble fuit.
Caf. What touches us ourself, shall be lait serv’d.
Caf. What, urge you your petitions in the street?
Pop. I wish, your enterprize to-day may thrive.
Caf. He with'd, to-day our enterprize might thrive I fear, our purpose is discovered.
Bru. Look, how he makes to Cafar; mark him.
Cas. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention. Brutus, what shall be done, if this be known?