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Senators.

JULIUS CÆSAR.
o&tavius Cæsar,
M. Antony,

Triumvirs, after i ve Death of Julius Cæfar.
M. Æmil. Lepidus,
Cicero.
Brutus,
Caffius,
Casca,
Trebonius,
Ligarius, Conspirators againt Julius Cæfar.
Decius Brutus,
Metellus Cimber,
Cinna,
Popilius Læna,
Publius,
flavius,

Tribunes and Enemies to Cæfar.
Marullus,
Meffala,

Friends to Brutus and Caffius.
Titinius,
Artemidorus, a Sophif of Cnidos.
A Soothsayer.
Young Cato.
Cinna, a Poet.
Anotber Poet.
Lucilius,
Dardanius,
Volumnius,
Varro,

Servants to Brutus.
Clitus,
Claudius,
Strato,
Lucius,
Pindarus, Servant of Caflius.
Ghost of Julius Cæfar.
Cobler.
Carpenter.
Other Plebeians.

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Calphurnia; Wife to Cæsar.
Porcia, Wife to Brutus.

Guards and Attendantsi

SCENE, for the three first Aits, at Rome: afterwards,

Isle near Mutina ; at Sardis; and Philippi.

at an

JULIUS

JULIUS CÆSAR.

ACT I.
SCENE, a Street in ROME.

Erler Flavius, (1) Marullus, and certain Commaners.

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FLAVIUS. **ENCE;

#ENCE; home, you idle creatures, get you

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Is this a holiday? what! know you not, *

Being mechanical, you ought not walk

Upon a labouring day, without the sign Of your profession? speak, what trade art thou ?

Car. Why, Sir, a carpenter.

Mar. Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule?
What doft thou with thy best apparel on?
You, Sir,

What trade are you?
Cob. Truly, Sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am
'but, as you would say, a cobler.

Mar. But what trade art thou ? answer me diretly.

Cob. A trade, Sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe conscience; which is, indeed, Sir, a mender of bad soals.

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(1) Murellus. ] I have upon the Authority of Pluiarcb, &c. given to this Tribune, his right Name, Marullus,

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Flav. What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade ?

Cob. Nay, I beseech you, Sir, be not out with me : yet if you

be out, Sir, I can mend you.
(2) Flav. What mean'ít thou by that? mend me,
thou saucy fellow ?

Cob. Why, Sir, cobble you.
Flav. Thou art a cobler, art thou ?

Cob. Truly, Sir, all that I live by, is the awl : I meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor woman's matters ; but with-all, I am, indeed, Sir, a surgeon to old shoes; when they are in great danger, I recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neats-leather have gone upon my handy-work.

Flav, But wherefore art not in thy shop to-day? Why doft thou lead these men about the streets ?

Cob. Truly, Sir, to wear out their fhoes, to get my-
felfinto more work. But, indeed, Sir, we make holiday
to fee Cafar, and to rejoice in his triumph.
Mar. Wherefore rejoice! what conquest brings he

home?
What tributaries follow him to Rome,
To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels ?
You blocks, you ftones, you worse than senseless things!
O

you hard hearts ! you cruel men of Rome!
Knew you not Pompey? many a time and oft
Have
you

climb'd up to walls and battlements,
To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops,
Your infants in your arms; and there have fate
The live-long day with patient expectation,
To fee great Pompey pass the streets of Rome :
And when you saw his chariot but appear,
Have you not made an universal thout,
That Tyber trembled underneath his banks
To hear the replication of your founds,
Made in his concave fhores?

(2) Mar. What means thou by that?] As the Cobler in the preceding Speech, replies to Flavius, not to Marullus ; 'tis plain, I think, this Speech muß be given to Flavius,

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