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Act 3, Scene 1Rome. Before the Capitol the Senate sitting above. previous characterisation home page next scene A crowd of the great unwashed among them ARTEMIDORUS and the Soothsayer. Flourish. Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, METELLUS CIMBER, TREBONIUS, CINNA, ANTONY, LEPIDUS, POPILIUS, PUBLIUS, and othersCAESAR To the Soothsayer The ides of March are come.Soothsayer Ay, Caesar but not gone.ARTEMIDORUS Hail, Caesar submit this schedule.DECIUS BRUTUS Trebonius doth desire you to oerread,At your best leisure, this his humble suit.ARTEMIDORUS O Caesar, read exploit set-back for mines a suitThat touches Caesar just ab starter read it, great Caesar.CAESAR What touches us ourself shall be last served.ARTEMIDORUS Delay not, Caesar read it instantly.CAESAR What, is the fellow mad?PUBLIUS Sirrah, create place.CASSIUS What, urge you your petitions in the street?Come to the Capitol.CAESAR goes up to the Senate-House, the rest adjacentPOPILIUS I wish your enterpri se to-day may thrive.CASSIUS What enterprise, Popilius?POPILIUS Fare you well.Advances to CAESARBRUTUS What said Popilius Lena?CASSIUS He wishd to-day our enterprise might thrive.I fear our purpose is discovered.BRUTUS Look, how he makes to Caesar scribble him.CASSIUS Casca, be sudden, for we fear anticipateion.Brutus, what shall be done? If this be k at a timen,Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back,For I will slay myself.BRUTUS Cassius, be constantPopilius Lena speaks not of our purposesFor, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change.CASSIUS Trebonius knows his time for, look you, Brutus.He draws Mark Antony unwrap of the way.Exeunt ANTONY and TREBONIUSDECIUS BRUTUS Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go,And presently prefer his suit to Caesar.BRUTUS He is addressd press near and second him.CINNA Casca, you are the first that rears your hand.CAESAR Are we all ready? What is now amissThat Caesar and his senate must redress?METELLUS CIMBER Most high, most mighty, and most puissan t Caesar,Metellus Cimber throws before thy seatAn humble heart,--KneelingCAESAR I must prevent thee, Cimber.These couchings and these lowly courtesiesMight fire the blood of ordinary men,And turn pre-ordinance and first decreeInto the law of children. Be not fond,To think that Caesar bears such rebel bloodThat will be thawd from the true qualityWith that which melteth fools I mean, winsome words,Low-crooked courtsies and base spaniel-fawning.Thy brother by decree is banishedIf thou dost bend and demand and fawn for him,I spurn thee like a cur out of my way.Know, Caesar doth not wrong, nor without causeWill he be satisfied.METELLUS CIMBER Is there no voice more worthy than my ownTo sound more sweet in great Caesars ear