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Julius Cæsar (William Shakespeare)Act III, Scene 2: CITIZENS:We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied.BRUTUS:Then follow me, and give me audience, friends.—Cassius, go you into the other streetAnd part the numbers.—Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;And public reasons shall be renderedOf Caesar's death.FIRST CITIZEN:I will hear Brutus speak.SECOND CITIZEN:I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,When severally we hear them rendered.[Exit Cassius, with some of the Citizens. Brutus goes into therostrum.]THIRD CITIZEN:The noble Brutus is ascended: silence!BRUTUS:Be patient till the last.Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause; and besilent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour, and haverespect to mine honor, that you may believe: censure me in yourwisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge.If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, tohim I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. Ifthen that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this ismy answer,—Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Romemore. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, thanthat Caesar were dead, to live all freemen? As Caesar loved me, Iweep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he wasvaliant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for hisvalour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base thatwould be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Whois here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for himhave I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love hiscountry? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for areply.CITIZENS:None, Brutus, none.BRUTUS:Then none have I offended. I have done no more to Caesarthan you shall do to Brutus. The question of his death isenroll'd in the Capitol, his glory not extenuated, wherein hewas worthy;, nor his offenses enforced, for which he suffereddeath.[Enter Antony and others, with Caesar's body.]Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony, who, though he hadno hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, aplace in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With thisI depart—that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, Ihave the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my countryto need my death.CITIZENS:Live, Brutus! live, live!FIRST CITIZEN:Bring him with triumph home unto his house.SECOND CITIZEN:Give him a statue with his ancestors.THIRD CITIZEN:Let him be Caesar.FOURTH CITIZEN:Caesar's better partsShall be crown'd in Brutus.FIRST CITIZEN:We'll bring him to his house with shouts and clamours.BRUTUS:My countrymen,—SECOND CITIZEN:Peace! silence! Brutus speaks.FIRST CITIZEN:Peace, ho!BRUTUS:Good countrymen, let me depart alone,And, for my sake, stay here with Antony:Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speechTending to Caesar's glory; which Mark Antony,By our permission, is allow'd to make.I do entreat you, not a man depart,Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.[Exit.]FIRST CITIZEN:Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony.THIRD CITIZEN:Let him go up into the public chair;We'll hear him.—Noble Antony, go up.ANTONY:For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to you.[Goes up.]FOURTH CITIZEN:What does he say of Brutus?THIRD CITIZEN:He says, for Brutus' sake,He finds himself beholding to us all.FOURTH CITIZEN:'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.FIRST CITIZEN:This Caesar was a tyrant.THIRD CITIZEN:Nay, that's certain:We are blest that Rome is rid of him.SECOND CITIZEN:Peace! let us hear what Antony can say.ANTONY:You gentle Romans,—CITIZENS:Peace, ho! let us hear him.ANTONY:Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do lives after them;The good is oft interred with their bones:So let it be with Caesar. The noble BrutusHath told you Caesar was ambitious:If it were so, it was a grievous fault;And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,—For Brutus is an honourable man;So are they all, all honorable men,—Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.He was my friend, faithful and just to me:But Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is an honourable man.He hath brought many captives home to Rome,Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is an honourable man.You all did see that on the LupercalI thrice presented him a kingly crown,Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And, sure, he is an honourable man.I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,But here I am to speak what I do know.You all did love him once,—not without cause:What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?—O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts,And men have lost their reason!—Bear with me;My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,And I must pause till it come back to me.FIRST CITIZEN:Methinks there is much reason in his sayings.SECOND CITIZEN:If thou consider rightly of the matter,Caesar has had great wrong.THIRD CITIZEN:Has he not, masters?I fear there will a worse come in his place.FOURTH CITIZEN:Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown;Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious.FIRST CITIZEN:If it be found so, some will dear abide it.SECOND CITIZEN:Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping.THIRD CITIZEN:There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony.FOURTH CITIZEN:Now mark him; he begins again to speak.ANTONY:But yesterday the word of Caesar mightHave stood against the world: now lies he there,And none so poor to do him reverence.O masters, if I were disposed to stirYour hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong,Who, you all know, are honourable men:I will not do them wrong; I rather chooseTo wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you,Than I will wrong such honourable men.But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar,—I found it in his closet,—'tis his will:Let but the commons hear this testament,—Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,—And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds,And dip their napkins in his sacred blood;Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,And, dying, mention it within their wills,Bequeathing it as a rich legacyUnto their issue.FOURTH CITIZEN:We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony.CITIZENS:The will, the will! We will hear Caesar's will.ANTONY:Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it;It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you.You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar,It will inflame you, it will make you mad.'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;For if you should, O, what would come of it!FOURTH CITIZEN:Read the will! we'll hear it, Antony;You shall read us the will,—Caesar's will!ANTONY:Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it:I fear I wrong the honorable menWhose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fear it.FOURTH CITIZEN:They were traitors: honourable men!CITIZENS:The will! The testament!SECOND CITIZEN:They were villains, murderers. The will! read the will!ANTONY:You will compel me, then, to read the will?Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar,And let me show you him that made the will.Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?CITIZENS:Come down.SECOND CITIZEN:Descend.[He comes down.]THIRD CITIZEN:You shall have leave.FOURTH CITIZEN:A ring! stand round.FIRST CITIZEN:Stand from the hearse, stand from the body.SECOND CITIZEN:Room for Antony!—most noble Antony!ANTONY:Nay, press not so upon me; stand far' off.CITIZENS:Stand back; room! bear back.ANTONY:If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.You all do know this mantle: I rememberThe first time ever Caesar put it on;'Twas on a Summer's evening, in his tent,That day he overcame the Nervii.Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:See what a rent the envious Casca made:Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,—As rushing out of doors, to be resolvedIf Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!This was the most unkindest cut of all;For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;And, in his mantle muffling up his face,Even at the base of Pompey's statua,Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feelThe dint of pity: these are gracious drops.Kind souls, what, weep you when you but beholdOur Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here,Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.FIRST CITIZEN:O piteous spectacle!SECOND CITIZEN:O noble Caesar!THIRD CITIZEN:O woeful day!FOURTH CITIZEN:O traitors, villains!FIRST CITIZEN:O most bloody sight!SECOND CITIZEN:We will be revenged.CITIZENS:Revenge,—about,—seek,—burn,—fire,—kill,—slay,—let not atraitor live!ANTONY:Stay, countrymen.FIRST CITIZEN:Peace there! hear the noble Antony.SECOND CITIZEN:We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with him.ANTONY:Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you upTo such a sudden flood of mutiny.They that have done this deed are honourable:What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,That made them do it; they're wise and honourable,And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:I am no orator, as Brutus is;But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,That love my friend; and that they know full wellThat gave me public leave to speak of him:For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,To stir men's blood: I only speak right on;I tell you that which you yourselves do know;Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor dumb mouths,And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus,And Brutus Antony, there were an AntonyWould ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongueIn every wound of Caesar, that should moveThe stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.CITIZENS:We'll mutiny.FIRST CITIZEN:We'll burn the house of Brutus.THIRD CITIZEN:Away, then! come, seek the conspirators.ANTONY:Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak.CITIZENS:Peace, ho! hear Antony; most noble Antony!ANTONY:Why, friends, you go to do you know not what.Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves?Alas, you know not; I must tell you then:You have forgot the will I told you of.CITIZENS:Most true; the will!—let's stay, and hear the will.ANTONY:Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal.To every Roman citizen he gives,To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.SECOND CITIZEN:Most noble Caesar!—we'll revenge his death.THIRD CITIZEN:O, royal Caesar!ANTONY:Hear me with patience.CITIZENS:Peace, ho!ANTONY:Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,His private arbors, and new-planted orchards,On this side Tiber: he hath left them you,And to your heirs forever; common pleasures,To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?FIRST CITIZEN:Never, never.—Come, away, away!We'll burn his body in the holy place,And with the brands fire the traitors' houses.Take up the body.SECOND CITIZEN:Go, fetch fire.THIRD CITIZEN:Pluck down benches.FOURTH CITIZEN:Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.[Exeunt Citizens, with the body.]ANTONY:Now let it work.—Mischief, thou art afoot,Take thou what course thou wilt!—[Enter a Servant.]How now, fellow?SERVANT:Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.ANTONY:Where is he?SERVANT:He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.ANTONY:And thither will I straight to visit him:He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,And in this mood will give us any thing.SERVANT:I heard 'em say Brutus and CassiusAre rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.ANTONY:Belike they had some notice of the people,How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius.[Exeunt.] Less