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.Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?First CitizenNever, 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 CitizenGo fetch fire.Third CitizenPluck down benches.Fourth CitizenPluck down forms, windows, any thing.[Exeunt Citizens with the body]ANTONYNow let it work.Mischief, thou art afoot,Take thou what course thou wilt![Enter a Servant]How now, fellow!ServantSir, Octavius is already come to Rome.ANTONYWhere is he?ServantHe and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.ANTONYAnd thither will I straight to visit him:He comes upon a wish.Fortune is merry,And in this mood will give us any thing.ServantI heard him say, Brutus and CassiusAre rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.ANTONYBelike they had some notice of the people,How I had moved them.Bring me to Octavius.[Exeunt]--------------------------------------"scene" 3Scene 3[A street.][Enter CINNA the poet]CINNA THE POETI dreamt to-night that I did feast with Caesar,And things unlucky charge my fantasy:I have no will to wander forth of doors,Yet something leads me forth.[Enter Citizens]First CitizenWhat is your name?Second CitizenWhither are you going?Third CitizenWhere do you dwell?Fourth CitizenAre you a married man or a bachelor?Second CitizenAnswer every man directly.First CitizenAy, and briefly.Fourth CitizenAy, and wisely.Third CitizenAy, and truly, you were best.CINNA THE POETWhat is my name? Whither am I going? Where do Idwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, toanswer every man directly and briefly, wisely andtruly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor.Second CitizenThat's as much as to say, they are fools that marry:you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear.Proceed; directly.CINNA THE POETDirectly, I am going to Caesar's funeral.First CitizenAs a friend or an enemy?CINNA THE POETAs a friend.Second CitizenThat matter is answered directly.Fourth CitizenFor your dwelling, -- briefly.CINNA THE POETBriefly, I dwell by the Capitol.Third CitizenYour name, sir, truly.CINNA THE POETTruly, my name is Cinna.First CitizenTear him to pieces; he's a conspirator.CINNA THE POETI am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.Fourth CitizenTear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.CINNA THE POETI am not Cinna the conspirator.Fourth CitizenIt is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but hisname out of his heart, and turn him going.Third CitizenTear 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 4"scene" 1Scene 1[A house in Rome.][ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS, seated at a table]ANTONYThese many, then, shall die; their names are prick'd.OCTAVIUSYour brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?LEPIDUSI do consent --OCTAVIUSPrick him down, Antony.LEPIDUSUpon condition Publius shall not live,Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.ANTONYHe shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house;Fetch the will hither, and we shall determineHow to cut off some charge in legacies.LEPIDUSWhat, shall I find you here?OCTAVIUSOr here, or at the Capitol.[Exit LEPIDUS]ANTONYThis is a slight unmeritable man,Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,The three-fold world divided, he should standOne of the three to share it?OCTAVIUSSo you thought him;And took his voice who should be prick'd to die,In our black sentence and proscription [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]