JULIUS CÆSA R.
Octavius Cæsar,
M. Astony,

Triumvirs, after the Death of Julius Cæsar.

Cicero,
Brutus,
Caflius,
Casca,
Trebonius,
Ligarius, } Conspirators against Julius Cæfar.
Decius Brutus,
Metellus Cimber,
Cinna,
Popilius Læna,

Senators.
Publius
Flavius,

Tribunes and Enemies to Cæsar,
Marullus,
Meslala,
Titinius,

Friends to Brutus and Caffius.
Artemidorus, a Sophift of Coidos.
A Soothsayer.
Young Cato.
Cinna, a Poet.
Another Poet.
Lucilius,
Dardanius,
Volumnius,
Varro,
Clitus,

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

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

Guards and Attendants,

SCENE for the three first Aets, at Rome : after.

wards at an Ille near Mutina ; at Sardis; and Philippi.

of this play there is no copy earlier than that of 1623. Folio.

Enter Flavius, (1) Marullus, and certain Commoners.

FLAVIUS.

HENCE homem

TENCE ; home, you idle creatures.

Get you

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? Y
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: 1770511Y 98313 Mar. But what trade art thou ? Answer

me di

re&tly. What trade are thou? Answer med

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

AR
Flav. What trade, thou knave ? thou naughty

what trade?

I beseech you, Sir, be not out with me; be out, Sir, I mend

you.

can

yetirave,

(1) Murellus,] I have, upon the authority of Plutarch, &c.

THEO. given to this tribune, his right name, Marullas, A 2

Mar.

. (2) Mar, What mean'st thou by that? Mend me, thou faucy 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 moes; 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 dost thou lead these men about the streets ? Cob. Truly, Sir, to wear out their shoes, to get

work. holiday to see Cæfar, and to rejoice in his triumph. Mar. Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he

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

fee ,

things! 10

O you

hard hearts ! you cruel men of Rome! ouis 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 see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome ; ,
And when you saw his chariot but

appear,
Have you not made an universal shout,
That Tyber trembled underneath hiş banks
To hear the replication of your sounds,
Made in his concave shores?
And do you now put on your best attire ?
And do you now call out an holiday?

(2) Mar. What mean'st thou by that?] As the Gobler, in the preceding speech, replies to Flavius, not to Marullus ; 'tis plain, think this speech must be given to Flavius. THEOBALD.

I have replaced Marullus; who might properly enough reply to a saucy sentence directed to bis collegue, and to whom the . fpeech was probably given, that he might not stand too long unemployed upon the stage,

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