Act 1, Scene 3
The same. A street.
- [Thunder and lightning. Enter, from opposite sides, CASCA, with his sword drawn, and CICERO.]
- Cicero
- 396 Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar home?
- 397 Why are you breathless, and why stare you so?
- Casca
- 398 Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth
- 399 Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,
- 400 I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
- 401 Have rived the knotty oaks; and I have seen
- 402 Th' ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
- 403 To be exalted with the threatening clouds:
- 404 But never till tonight, never till now,
- 405 Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
- 406 Either there is a civil strife in heaven,
- 407 Or else the world too saucy with the gods,
- 408 Incenses them to send destruction.
- Cicero
- 409 Why, saw you anything more wonderful?
- Casca
- 410 A common slave—you'd know him well by sight—
- 411 Held up his left hand, which did flame and burn
- 412 Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand
- 413 Not sensible of fire remain'd unscorch'd.
- 414 Besides,—I ha' not since put up my sword,—
- 415 Against the Capitol I met a lion,
- 416 Who glared upon me, and went surly by,
- 417 Without annoying me: and there were drawn
- 418 Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
- 419 Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw
- 420 Men, all in fire, walk up and down the streets.
- 421 And yesterday the bird of night did sit
- 422 Even at noonday upon the marketplace,
- 423 Howling and shrieking. When these prodigies
- 424 Do so conjointly meet, let not men say
- 425 "These are their reasons; they are natural";
- 426 For I believe they are portentous things
- 427 Unto the climate that they point upon.
- Cicero
- 428 Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time.
- 429 But men may construe things after their fashion,
- 430 Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.
- 431 Comes Caesar to the Capitol tomorrow?
- Casca
- 432 He doth, for he did bid Antonius
- 433 Send word to you he would be there to-morrow.
- Cicero
- 434 Good then, Casca: this disturbed sky
- 435 Is not to walk in.
- Casca
- 436 Farewell, Cicero.
- [Exit Cicero.]
- [Enter Cassius.]
- Caius Cassius
- 437 Who's there?
- Casca
- 438 A Roman.
- Caius Cassius
- 439 Casca, by your voice.
- Casca
- 440 Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this!
- Caius Cassius
- 441 A very pleasing night to honest men.
- Casca
- 442 Who ever knew the heavens menace so?
- Caius Cassius
- 443 Those that have known the earth so full of faults.
- 444 For my part, I have walk'd about the streets,
- 445 Submitting me unto the perilous night;
- 446 And, thus unbraced, Casca, as you see,
- 447 Have bared my bosom to the thunder-stone;
- 448 And when the cross blue lightning seem'd to open
- 449 The breast of heaven, I did present myself
- 450 Even in the aim and very flash of it.
- Casca
- 451 But wherefore did you so much tempt the Heavens?
- 452 It is the part of men to fear and tremble,
- 453 When the most mighty gods by tokens send
- 454 Such dreadful heralds to astonish us.
- Caius Cassius
- 455 You are dull, Casca; and those sparks of life
- 456 That should be in a Roman you do want,
- 457 Or else you use not. You look pale and gaze,
- 458 And put on fear and cast yourself in wonder,
- 459 To see the strange impatience of the Heavens:
- 460 But if you would consider the true cause
- 461 Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts,
- 462 Why birds and beasts, from quality and kind;
- 463 Why old men, fools, and children calculate;—
- 464 Why all these things change from their ordinance,
- 465 Their natures, and preformed faculties
- 466 To monstrous quality;—why, you shall find
- 467 That Heaven hath infused them with these spirits,
- 468 To make them instruments of fear and warning
- 469 Unto some monstrous state. Now could I, Casca,
- 470 Name to thee a man most like this dreadful night;
- 471 That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars,
- 472 As doth the lion in the Capitol;
- 473 A man no mightier than thyself or me
- 474 In personal action; yet prodigious grown,
- 475 And fearful, as these strange eruptions are.
- Casca
- 476 'Tis Caesar that you mean; is it not, Cassius?
- Caius Cassius
- 477 Let it be who it is: for Romans now
- 478 Have thews and limbs like to their ancestors;
- 479 But, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead,
- 480 And we are govern'd with our mothers' spirits;
- 481 Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish.
- Casca
- 482 Indeed they say the senators to-morrow
- 483 Mean to establish Caesar as a king;
- 484 And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
- 485 In every place save here in Italy.
- Caius Cassius
- 486 I know where I will wear this dagger then;
- 487 Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius:
- 488 Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong;
- 489 Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat:
- 490 Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
- 491 Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron
- 492 Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;
- 493 But life, being weary of these worldly bars,
- 494 Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
- 495 If I know this, know all the world besides,
- 496 That part of tyranny that I do bear
- 497 I can shake off at pleasure.
- [Thunders still.]
- Casca
- 498 So can I:
- 499 So every bondman in his own hand bears
- 500 The power to cancel his captivity.
- Caius Cassius
- 501 And why should Caesar be a tyrant then?
- 502 Poor man! I know he would not be a wolf,
- 503 But that he sees the Romans are but sheep:
- 504 He were no lion, were not Romans hinds.
- 505 Those that with haste will make a mighty fire
- 506 Begin it with weak straws: what trash is Rome,
- 507 What rubbish, and what offal, when it serves
- 508 For the base matter to illuminate
- 509 So vile a thing as Caesar! But, O grief,
- 510 Where hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this
- 511 Before a willing bondman: then I know
- 512 My answer must be made; but I am arm'd,
- 513 And dangers are to me indifferent.
- Casca
- 514 You speak to Casca; and to such a man
- 515 That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand:
- 516 Be factious for redress of all these griefs;
- 517 And I will set this foot of mine as far
- 518 As who goes farthest.
- Caius Cassius
- 519 There's a bargain made.
- 520 Now know you, Casca, I have moved already
- 521 Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans
- 522 To undergo with me an enterprise
- 523 Of honorable-dangerous consequence;
- 524 And I do know by this, they stay for me
- 525 In Pompey's Porch: for now, this fearful night,
- 526 There is no stir or walking in the streets;
- 527 And the complexion of the element
- 528 Is favor'd like the work we have in hand,
- 529 Most bloody, fiery, and most terrible.
- Casca
- 530 Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste.
- Caius Cassius
- 531 'Tis Cinna; I do know him by his gait;
- 532 He is a friend.—
- [Enter Cinna.]
- Caius Cassius
- 533 Cinna, where haste you so?
- Cinna
- 534 To find out you. Who's that? Metellus Cimber?
- Caius Cassius
- 535 No, it is Casca, one incorporate
- 536 To our attempts. Am I not stay'd for, Cinna?
- Cinna
- 537 I am glad on't. What a fearful night is this!
- 538 There's two or three of us have seen strange sights.
- Caius Cassius
- 539 Am I not stay'd for? tell me.
- Cinna
- 540 Yes,
- 541 You are. O Cassius, if you could but win
- 542 The noble Brutus to our party,—
- Caius Cassius
- 543 Be you content. Good Cinna, take this paper,
- 544 And look you lay it in the praetor's chair,
- 545 Where Brutus may but find it; and throw this
- 546 In at his window; set this up with wax
- 547 Upon old Brutus' statue: all this done,
- 548 Repair to Pompey's Porch, where you shall find us.
- 549 Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there?
- Cinna
- 550 All but Metellus Cimber, and he's gone
- 551 To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie
- 552 And so bestow these papers as you bade me.
- Caius Cassius
- 553 That done, repair to Pompey's theatre.—
- [Exit Cinna.]
- Caius Cassius
- 554 Come, Casca, you and I will yet, ere day,
- 555 See Brutus at his house: three parts of him
- 556 Is ours already; and the man entire,
- 557 Upon the next encounter, yields him ours.
- Casca
- 558 O, he sits high in all the people's hearts!
- 559 And that which would appear offense in us,
- 560 His countenance, like richest alchemy,
- 561 Will change to virtue and to worthiness.
- Caius Cassius
- 562 Him, and his worth, and our great need of him,
- 563 You have right well conceited. Let us go,
- 564 For it is after midnight; and, ere day,
- 565 We will awake him, and be sure of him.
- [Exeunt.]