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Cin. As a friend.
2 Pleb. That matter is answer'd directly.
4 Pleb. For your dwelling; briefly.
Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
3 Pleb. Your name, Sir, truly.
Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna.
i Pleb. Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator.
Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.

4 Pleb. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

Cin. I am not Cinna the conspirator.

4 Pleb. It is no matter, his name's Cinna ; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. 3 Pleb. Tear him, tear him; come, brands, ho, fire

brands : To Brutus, to Casius, burn all. Some to Decius's

house, And some to Casca's, fome to Ligarius : away, go.

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SCENE, a small Island near Mutina. (14)
Enter Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus.

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then shall die, their names are prickt? OE. Your brother too must die ; consent

you, Lepidus? Lep. I do consent.

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(14) SCENE, a small Island) Mr. Rowe, and Mr. Pope afa ter him, have mark'd the Scene here to be at Rome. The old Copies say Nothing of the prace. Shakespeare,I dare say, knew from Plutarch, that these Triumvirs mer, upon the Proscriprion, in a little Island : which Appian, who is more particular, fays, lay near Mutina upon the River Lavinius.

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DEI.

08. Prick him down, Antony.

Lep. Upon condition, Publius shall not live;
Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.
Ant. He shall not live ; look, with a spot I damn

him.
But, Lepidus, go you to Cefar's house;
Fetch the Will hither, and we shall determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

Lep. What? shall I find you here?
o&. Or here, or at the Capitol. [Exit Lepidus.

Ant. This is a flight, unmeritable, man,
Meet to be sent on errands : is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should ftand
One of the three to share it ?

oa. So you thought him ;
And took his voice who should be prickt to die,
In our black fentence and proscription.

Ant. Ostavius, I have seen more days than you ;
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease our selves of divers fland'rous loads ;
He fall but bear them, as the ass bears gold,
To
groan

and sweat under the bufiness,
Or led or driven, as we point the way;
And, having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load, and turn him off,
Like to the empty ass, to fake his ears,
And graze in commons.
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But he's a try'd and valiant foldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Olavius: and, for that,
I do appoint him ftore of provender.
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on ;
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but fo;
He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow, one that feeds (15)

will ;

(15) A barren-spirited Fellow, one that feeds

On Objcas, Arts, and imisations, &c.

On abject Orts, and imitations;
Which, out of use, and stald by other men,
Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him,
But as a property. And now, Ostavius,
Listen great things Brutus and Caffius
Are levying powers; we must kraight make head.
Therefore let our alliance be combin'd;
Our best friends made, and our best means stretcht out;
And let us presently go fit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclos'd,
And open perils sureft answered.

08. Let us do fo; for we are at the stake,
And bay'd about with many enemies;
And some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs.

[Exeunt. SCENE before Brutus's Tent, in the camp

near Sardis.

Drum. Enter Brutus, Lucilius, and soldiers: Titinius

and Pindarus meeting them. Bru. Luc. Give the word, ho! and stand!

Bru. What now, Lucilius? is Caffius near ?

Luc. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come To do

you

falutation from his master, Bru. He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus, In his own change, or by ill officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone ; but if he be at hand, 'Tis hard to conceive, why He should be call'd a barren-spirin ted Fellow, that could feed either on Objects, or Arts: that is, as I presume, form his Ideas and Judgment upon them: ftale and obsolete Imitation indeed, fixes such a Character. I am perswaded, to make the Poet consonant to himself, we must read, as I have restored the Text.

On abje& Orts, i. c. on the Scraps and Fragments of Things rejected, and defe pised by others,

I shall be satisfied.

Pin. I do not doubt,
But that my noble master will appear,
Such as he is, full of regard and honour.

Bru. He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius-
How he receiv'd you, let me be resolvd.

Luc. With courtefie, and with respect enough;
But not with such familiar instances,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath us'd of old.

Bru. Thou hast describ'd
A hot friend cooling ; ever note, Lacilius,
When love begins to ficken and decay, .
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain, and simple faith :
But hollow men, like horses hot at band,
Make gallant fhew and promise of their mettle ;
But when they should endure the bloody Ipur,
They fall their crest, and, like deceitful jades,
Sink in the tryal. Comes his army on?

Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd;
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Callius.

(Low march within.
Enter Caffius and foldiers.
Bru. Hark, he is arriv'd;
March gently on to meet him.

Caf. Stand, ho!
Bru. Stand, ho! speak the word along
Within. Stand :
Within. Stand !
Within. Stand!
Cas. Moft noble brother, you have done me wrong.

Bru. Jadge me, you Gods! wrong I mine enemies ? And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?

Caf. Brutus, this fober form of yours hides wrongs, And when you do them

Bru. Caffius, be content,
Speak your griefs softly, I do know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,

Cas.
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(Which should perceive nothing, but love, from us)
Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away ;
Then in my Tent, Caffius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

Caf. Pindarus,
Bid our commanders lead their charges of
A little from this ground.

Bru. Lucilius, do the like ; and let no man
Come to our tent, 'till we have done our conference,
Let Lucius and Titinius guard the door. [Exeurt.
SCENE changes to the Inside of Brutus's Tent.

Re-enter Brutus and Cassius.
Caf HAT you have wrong'd me, doth appear

in this,
You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella,
For taking bribes here of the Sardians ;
Wherein, my letter (praying on his fide,
Because I knew the man,) was fighted off.

Bru. You wrong'd your self to write in such a case.
Caf. In such a time as this, it is not meet
That ev'ry nice offence should bear its comment.

Bru. Yet let me tell you, Caffius, you your self
Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm;
To sell, and mart your offices for gold,
To undefervers.

Caf. I an itching palm?
You know, that you are Brutus, that speak this ;
Or, by the Gods, this speech were else your

laft. Bru. The name of Cassius honours this corruption And chastisement doth therefore hide its head.

Caf. Chastifement !Bry. Remember March, the Ides of March remember! Did not great Julius bleed for justice fake? What villain touch'd his body, that did ftab, And not for justice? what, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; fhall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And fell the mighty space of our large honours

For

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