Serv. My lord? Enter a Servant. Cæs. Go bid the priests do present sacrifice, And bring me their opinions of success. Serv. I will, my lord. Enter CALPHURNIA. [Exit. Cal. What mean you, Cæsar? Think you to walk forth? You shall not stir out of your house to-day. Cæs. Cæsar shall forth: the things that threaten'd me Cal. Cæsar, I never stood on ceremonies, And graves have yawn'd and yielded up their dead: The noise of battle hurtled in the air, Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan; And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the streets. And I do fear them. Cæs. What can be avoided Whose end is purpos'd by the mighty gods? Cal. When beggars die, there are no comets seen; (1) The prodigies and omens mentioned here, and before in the third scene of the first act, are alluded to by Shakspeare in Hamlet also, Act i. Sc. i. where he says that previous to the murder of Cæsar, "In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and jibber in the open streets. Stars with trains of fire and dews of blood; Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands And if we believe Virgil and other ancient authors, all this was strictly true. Servius tells us that on the fourteenth of March, the day before the murder, there was an eclipse which lasted some hours; and Plutarch asserts that there was a paleness of the sun for a whole year. But Virgil's account is yet more expressive and particular: "He [the sun] first the fate of Cæsar did foretel, Cæs. Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Will come when it will come. Re-enter a Servant. What say the augurers? Serv. They would not have you to stir forth to-day ; Cæs. The gods do this in shame of cowardice: Cal. Alas, my lord, Your wisdom is consum'd in confidence. Do not go forth to-day; call it my fear That keeps you in the house, and not your own. Let me, upon my knee, prevail in this. Cæs. Mark Antony shall say I am not well; And, for thy humour, I will stay at home. Enter DECIUS. Here's Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so. In iron clouds conceal'd the public light, Nature herself stood forth and seconded the sun. In silent groves: dumb sheep and oxen spoke, And streams ran backward and their beds forsook Blood sprang from wells; wolves howl'd in towns by night, And boding victims did the priests affright. Such peals of thunder never pour'd from high, Nor forky lightnings flash'd from such a sullen sky; Red meteors ran across th' eternal space, Stars disappear'd, and comets took their place.-Georg. B. i. Cas. And you are come in very happy time, And tell them that I will not come to-day : Cæs. Shall Cæsar send a lie? Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far, To be afeard to tell greybeards the truth? Decius, go tell them Cæsar will not come. Dec. Most mighty Cæsar, let me know some cause, Lest I be laugh'd at when I tell them so. Cæs. The cause is in my will, I will not come ; That is enough to satisfy the senate. But, for your private satisfaction, Because I love you, I will let you know; Your statue spouting blood in many pipes, Cas. And this way have you well expounded it. "Break up the senate till another time, When Cæsar's wife shall meet with better dreams." (1) Allusion is here made to tincture and cognizance of heraldry, with which Cæsar would reward his faithful countrymen; and to the stains and relics of martyrs' blood, which those who loved and reverenced them would prize most highly. (2) A jeer made in mockery and derision. Pardon me, Cæsar: for my dear, dear love Cas. How foolish do your fears seem now, Calphurnia ! I am ashamed I did yield to them.— Give me my robe, for I will go : Enter PUBLIUS, BRUTUS, LIGARIUS, METELLUS, CASCA, And look where Publius is come to fetch me. Cæs. Welcome, Publius.— What, Brutus, are you stirr'd so early too? As that same ague which hath made you lean.- Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight. Cæs. I thank you for your pains and courtesy. Enter ANTONY. See! Antony, that revels long o' nights, Cas. Bid them prepare within: I am to blame to be thus waited for. Now, Cinna:-Now, Metellus :-What, Trebonius! Remember that you call on me to-day : Be near me, that I may remember you. Treb. Cæsar, I will:-and so near will I be, That your best friends shall wish I had been further. [Aside. Cas. Good friends, go in, and taste some wine with me; And we, like friends, will straightway go together. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same. A Street near the Capitol. Enter ARTEMIDORUS, reading a paper. Art. "Cæsar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius; come not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trust not Trebonius; 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. The mighty Gods defend thee! Thy lover. "ARTEMIDORUS." Here will I stand till Cæsar pass along, (1) Reason is subordinate to my love. And as a suitor will I give him this. My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation. If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou mayst live: If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive. [Exit. SCENE IV.-The same. Another part of the same Street, before the House of Brutus. Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS. Por. I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house; Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone: Why dost thou stay? Luc. To know my errand, madam. Por. I would have had thee there, and here again, Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue! Luc. Madam, what should I do? Run to the Capitol, and nothing else? And so return to you, and nothing else? Por. Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well, For he went sickly forth: and take good note What Cæsar doth, what suitors press to him. Hark, boy! what noise is that? Luc. I hear none, madam, Por. Prithee, listen well. Sooth. About the ninth hour, lady. Por. Is Cæsar yet gone to the Capitol? Sooth. Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol? Por. Thou hast some suit to Cæsar, hast thou not? Sooth. 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. |