I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.

Enter Citizens

First Cit. What is your name?
Sec. Cit. Whither are you going?

Third Cit. Where do you dwell?

Fourth Cit. Are you a married man or a bachelor? Sec. Cit. Answer every man directly.

First Cit. Ay, and briefly.

Fourth Cit. Ay, and wisely.

Third Cit. Ay, and truly, you were best.

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Cin. What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly wisely I say, I am a bachelor.

Sec. Cit. That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly.

Cin. Directly, I am going to Cæsar's funeral.
First Cit. As a friend or an enemy?

Cin. As a friend.

Sec. Cit. That matter is answered directly.
Fourth Cit. For your dwelling, briefly.
Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

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Third Cit. Your name, sir, truly.

Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna.

First Cit. Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator. Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. 29 Fourth Cit. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

Cin. I am not Cinna the conspirator.

Fourth Cit. It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going.

Third Cit. Tear him, tear him! Come, brands, ho! fire-brands: to Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all: some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's; some to Ligarius' away, go! [Exeunt.

ACT IV

SCENE I. A house in Rome

ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table

Ant. These many° then shall die; their names are pricked.

Oct. Your brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?

Lep. I do consent

Oct.

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 Cæsar'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?

Oct. Or here, or at the Capitol.

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[Exit LEPIDUS.

Ant. This is a slight° unmeritable man,

Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,

The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?

Oct.
So you thought him,
And took his voice who should be pricked to die,
In our black sentence and proscription.

Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you: And though we lay these honors on this man, To ease ourselves of divers, slanderous loads, He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold, To groan and sweat under the business, Either 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 shake his ears, And graze in commons.

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Oct.

You may do your will;

But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and for that
I do appoint him store of provender:

It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,

His corporal motion governed by my spirit.
And, in some taste,° is Lepidus but so;

He must be taught, and trained, and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds

On objects, arts, and imitations,

Which, out of use and staled by other men,
Begin his fashion: do not talk of him.
But as a property. And now, Octavius,
Listen great things: Brutus and Cassius

Are levying powers: we must straight make head:
Therefore let our alliance be combined,

Our best friends made, our means stretched;
And let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclosed,
And open perils surest answered.°

Oct. Let us do so: for we are at the stake,
And bayed about with many enemies;

And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs.

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[Exeunt.

SCENE II. Camp near Sardis. Before BRUTUS's tent

Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and Soldiers; TITINIUS and PINDARUS meet them

Bru. Stand, ho!

Lucil. Give the word,° ho! and stand.

Bru. What now, Lucilius! is Cassius near?
Lucil. He is at hand; and Pindarus is come

To do you salutation° 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,
I shall be satisfied.°

But that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, full of regard and honor.

Bru. He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius;
How he received you, let me be resolved.

Lucil. With courtesy and with respect enough; But not with such familiar instances,

Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath used of old.

Bru.

Thou hast described

A hot friend cooling: ever note, Lucilius,

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