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mark well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast wronged Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men ; and it is bent against Cæsar. If thou beest not immortal, look about you: security gives way to conspiracy 2. The mighty gods defend thee! Thy lover.

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Here I will stand till Cæsar pass along,
And as a suitor I will give him this.
My heart laments that virtue cannot live
Out of the teeth of emulation 3.

If you read this, o Cæsar, thou mayst live;
If not, the fates with traitors do contrive.

SCENE IV

The same. Another part of the same street, before the house of BRUTUS.

Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS.

PORTIA.

I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house;
Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone;

Why dost thou stay?

LUCIUS.

To know my errand, madam.

PORTIA.

I would I have thee there, and here again,
Ere I can tell thee what thou shouldst do there.

1. There is but one mind, il n'y a qu'une pensée en tous ces hommes, ces hommes n'ont qu'une pensée. 2. Security gives way to, la confiance ouvre la voie à la conspira

tion. L'expression to give way to
n'a plus ce même sens, elle signifie
céder à.

3. Ici dans le sens d'envie, riva

lité.

Th

Aside.

O constancy, be strong upon my side!
Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue!
I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.

How hard it is for women to keep counsel2 !

Art thou here yet?

LUCIUS.

Madam, what should I do?

Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?

And so return to you, and nothing else?

PORTIA.

Yes, bring me word 3, boy, if thy lord look well What Cæsar does, what suitors press to him. Hark, boy! what noise is that?

LUCIUS.

I hear none, madam.

PORTIA.

Prithee, listen well:

I heard a blusting rumour, like a fray,
And the wind brings it from the Capitol.

LUCIUS.

Sooth, madam, I hear nothing.

Enter soothsayer.

PORTIA.

Come hither, fellow which way hast thou been?

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PORTIA.

Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol?

SOOTHSAYER.

Madam, not yet; I go to take my stand1,
To see him pass on to the Capitol 2.

PORTIA.

Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou not?

SOOTHSAYER.

That I have, lady; if it will please Cæsar
To be so good to Cæsar as to hear me,
I shall beseech him to befriend himself 3.

PORTIA.

Why, know'st thou any harm's intended towards him?

SOOTHSAYER.

None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance.
Good morrow to you.
Here the street is narrow:
The throng that follows Cæsar at the heels,
Of senators, of prætors, common suitors,
Will crowd a feeble man almost to death";
I'll get me to a place more void, and there
Speak to great Cæsar as he comes along.

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The heavens speed in thine enterprise1!

Sure, the boy heard me.

That Cæsar will not grant.

Brutus has a suit

0, I grow faint.

Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord;
Say I am merry: come to me again,

And bring me word 2 what he does say to thee.

Exeunt severally.

1 The heavens speed. Nous avons déjà vu let the gods so speed me as, etc., acte I, scène II. Puissent

les cieux protéger ton entreprise! 2. And bring me word, et rapporte-moi.

ACT III

SCENE THE FIRST

Before the Capitol, the senate sitting.

A crowd of people in the street leading to the Capitol; among them ARTEMIDORUS, and [the SOOTHSAYER. Flourish. Enter CÆSAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS, METELLUS, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and others.

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Trebonius doth desire you to o'er-read 1
11,
At your best leisure, this his humble suit.

ARTEMIDORUS.

O Cæsar, read mine first; for mine's a suit
That touches Cæsar nearer : read it, great Cæsar.

CÆSAR.

What touches us ourselves shall be last serv'd 2.

ARTEMIDORUS.

Delay not, Cæsar, read it instantly.

1. Pour over read, lire d'un bout à l'autre, quelquefois parcourir.

2. Shall be last serv'd, mot à

mot, sera servi le dernier, aura le dernier notre attention.

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