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JULIUS CAESAR
by William Shakespeare
PERSONS REPRESENTED
JULIUS CAESAR?OCTAVIUS CAESAR, Triumvir after his death.?MARCUS ANTONIUS, " " "?M. AEMIL. LEPIDUS " " "?CICERO, PUBLIUS, POPILIUS LENA, Senators.?MARCUS BRUTUS, Conspirator against Caesar.
CASSIUS, " " "
CASCA, " " "
TREBONIUS, " " "
LIGARIUS, " " "
DECIUS BRUTUS, " " "?METELLUS CIMBER, " " "?CINNA, " " "?FLAVIUS, tribune?MARULLUS, tribune?ARTEMIDORUS, a Sophist of Cnidos.?A Soothsayer?CINNA, a poet. Another Poet.?LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, young CATO, and VOLUMNIUS, Friends to Brutus and Cassius.
VARRO, CLITUS, CLAUDIUS, STRATO, LUCIUS, DARDANIUS, Servants to Brutus?PINDARUS, Servant to Cassius?The Ghost of Caesar?Senators, Citizens, Soldiers, Commoners, Messengers, and?Servants
CALPURNIA, wife to Caesar?PORTIA, wife to Brutus
SCENE: Rome, the conspirators' camp near Sardis, and the plains of Philippi.
ACT I.
SCENE I. Rome. A street.
[Enter Flavius, Marullus, and a Throng of Citizens.]
FLAVIUS.?Hence! home, you idle creatures, get you home!?Is this a holiday? What! know you not,?Being mechanical, you ought not walk?Upon a laboring day without the sign?Of your profession?--Speak, what trade art thou?
FIRST CITIZEN.?Why, sir, a carpenter.
MARULLUS.?Where is thy leather apron and thy rule??What dost thou with thy best apparel on?--?You, sir; what trade are you?
SECOND CITIZEN.?Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but, as you?would say, a cobbler.
MARULLUS.?But what trade art thou? Answer me directly.
SECOND CITIZEN.?A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe?conscience, which is indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.
MARULLUS.?What trade, thou knave? Thou naughty knave, what trade?
SECOND CITIZEN.?Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me; yet,?if you be out, sir, I can mend you.
MARULLUS.?What mean'st thou by that? Mend me, thou saucy fellow!
SECOND CITIZEN.?Why, sir, cobble you.
FLAVIUS.?Thou art a cobbler, art thou?
SECOND CITIZEN.?Truly, Sir, all that I live by is with the awl; I meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor women's matters, but with awl.?I am indeed, sir, a surgeon to old shoes; when they are in?great danger, I re-cover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neat's-leather have gone upon my handiwork.
FLAVIUS.?But wherefore art not in thy shop today??Why dost thou lead these men about the streets?
SECOND CITIZEN.?Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes to get myself into more work. But indeed, sir, we make holiday to see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph.
MARULLUS.?Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home??What tributaries follow him to Rome,?To grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels??You blocks, you stones, 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 sat?The livelong day with patient expectation?To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome.?And when you saw his chariot but appear,?Have you not made an universal shout?That Tiber trembled underneath her banks?To hear the replication of your sounds?Made in her concave shores??And do you now put on your best attire??And do you now cull out a holiday??And do you now strew