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} Senators.

JULIUS CÆSAR:
O&avius Cæsar,
M. Antony, Triumvirs, after the Death of Julius Cæfar.
M. Æmil. Lepidus:
Cicero.
Brutus,
Cassius,
Casca,
Trebonius,
Ligarius,

Conspirators againf Julius Cæfar,
Decius Brutus,
Metellus Cimber,
Cinna.
Popilius Læna,

2
Publius,
Flavius,
Marullus. }Tribun

Tribunes and Enemies to Cæsare
Meffala,

riends to Brutus and Caffius,
Titinius.
Artemidorus, a Sophift of Cnidos.
A Soothsayer,
Toung Cato.
Cinna, a Poct.
Another Poct.
Lucilius,
Dardanius,
Volumnius,
Varro,

Servants to Brutus..
Clitus,
Claudius,
Strato,
Lucius.
Pindarus, Servant of Callius,
Ghost of Julius Cæfar.
Coblera
Carpenter.
Other Plebeians.

}Friend

Calphurnia, Wife to Cæsar.
Porcia, Wife to Brutus.

Guards and Attendantsa

SCENE, for the three firft Aas, at Rome: afterwards,

at an Ille near Mutina ; at Sardis; and Philippi,

To JULIUS CÆSAR.

ACT

T 1.

SCEN E, a Street in Rome.

Enter Flavius, (1) Marullus, and certain Commorters.

FLAVIUS
SENCE; home, you idle creatures, get

you

home : ; Is this a holiday? what! know you not, H

Being mechanical, you ought not walk
Upon a labouring day, without the fign
of your profeffion? speak, what trade

art thou ?
Car. Why, Sir, a carpenter.
Mar. Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule ?
What doft thou with thy best apparel on?
You, Sir,

- What trade are you? Cob. Truly, Sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am bat, as you would say, a cobler.

Mar. But what trade art thou ? answer me directly. Cob. A trade, Sir, that, I hope, I may use with a Safe conscience; which is, indeed, Sir, a mender of bad

Soals.

(1) Murellus.] I have, upon the Authority of Plutarch, &c. given to this Tribune, his right Name, Marullus,

Flav.

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yet if

Flav. What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade? Cob. Nay, I beseech you, Sir, be not out with me : you

be out, Sir, I can mend you. (2) Flav. What mean'st thou by that? mend me, thou sawcy fellow?

Cob. Why, Sir, cobble you.
Flav. Thou art a cobler, art thoa ?

Cob. Truly, Sir, all, that I live by, is the awl: 1 meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor woman's matters; but with-all, I am, indeed, Sir, a surgeon to old shoes; when they are in great danger, I recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neats-leather have gone upon my handy-work.

Flav. But wherefore art not in thy shop to-day? Why doft thou lead these men about the streets ?

Cob. Truly, Sir, to wear out their shoes, to get my self into more work. But, indeed, Sir, we make holiday to fee Cafar, and to rejoice in his triumph. Mar. Wherefore rejoice!-what conquest brings he

home? What tributaries follow him to Rome, To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels ? You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! O you hard hearts! you cruel men of Rome! Knew you not Pompey? many a time and oft Have

you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney tops, Your infants in your arms; and there have fate

The live-long day with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome :
And when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you not inade an universal Tout,
That Tyber trembled underneath his banks
To hear the replication of your sounds,
Made in his concave shores ?

(2) Mar. What means thou by that?] As the Cobler, in the preceeding Speech, replies to Flavius, not to Marullus ; 'ris plain, I think, this Speech must be given to Flavius.

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