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Julius Caesar :   Act 3, Scene 2

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	Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS with the Plebeians.
	Plebeians
	We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied.	be satisfied get a satisfactory explanation
	BRUTUS
	Then follow me, and give me audience, friends.	audience a hearing
	Cassius, go you into the other street,
	And part the numbers.	part the numbers divide the crowd
3.2.5	Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here;
	Those that will follow Cassius, go with him;
	And public reasons shall be rendered
	Of Caesar's death.
	First Plebeian
	I will hear Brutus speak.
	Second Plebeian
	I will hear Cassius; and compare their reasons,
3.2.10	When severally we hear them rendered.	severally separately
	[Exit CASSIUS with some of the Plebeians.
	BRUTUS] goes into the pulpit.
	Third Plebeian
	The noble Brutus is ascended: silence!
	BRUTUS
	Be patient till the last.	Be . . . last i.e., hear me out
	Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause,	lovers dear friends | hear . . . cause i.e., pay
	and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine	attention, because this is important >>>
3.2.15	honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you	Believe . . . honour i.e., do me the honor of
	may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake	believing me | have . . . believe i.e., upon my
	your senses, that you may the better judge. If there	honor, you may believe me | Censure judge
	be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to	senses intellect, understanding
	him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than
3.2.20	his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose
	against Caesar, this is my answer: Not that I loved
	Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you
	rather Caesar were living and die all slaves, than that
	Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar loved
3.2.25	me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice
	at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was
	ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy
	for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his
	ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bond-
3.2.30	man? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who	bondman slave | offended wronged
	is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any,	rude barbarous
	speak, for him have I offended. Who is here so vile
	that will not love his country? If any, speak, for him
	have I offended. I pause for a reply.
	All
3.2.35	None, Brutus, none.
	BRUTUS
	Then none have I offended. I have done no more to	I . . . Brutus i.e., what I have done to Caesar
	Caesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of	you will be justified in doing to me (if I do
	his death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not	the wrongs Caesar has done)
	extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences	question . . . enrolled the justification for
3.2.40	enforced, for which he suffered death.	his death is on record
		extenuated minimized
	Enter MARK ANTONY [and others] with CAESAR's body.	enforced overemphasized
	Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony, who,
	though he had no hand in his death, shall receive
	the benefit of his dying, a place in the
	commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With this
3.2.45	I depart, that, as I slew my best lover for the	best lover dearest friend
	good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself,
	when it shall please my country to need my death.
	All
	Live, Brutus! live, live!
	First Plebeian
	Bring him with triumph home unto his house.
	Second Plebeian	Second Plebeian (There was a different
3.2.50	Give him a statue with his ancestors.	"Second Plebeian" who left to hear Cassius
		speak.)
	Third Plebeian
	Let him be Caesar.
	Fourth Plebeian
	Caesar's better parts	parts qualities
	Shall be crown'd in Brutus.
	First Plebeian
	We'll bring him to his house
	With shouts and clamours.
	BRUTUS
	My countrymen—
	Second Plebeian
	Peace, silence! Brutus speaks.
	First Plebeian
	Peace, ho!
	BRUTUS
3.2.55	Good countrymen, let me depart alone,
	And, for my sake, stay here with Antony:
	Do grace to Caesar's corpse, and grace his speech	Do grace pay respect
	Tending to Caesar's glories; which Mark Antony,	grace his speech i.e., listen courteously to
	By our permission, is allow'd to make.	Antony's speech | Tending to concerning
3.2.60	I do entreat you, not a man depart,
	Save I alone, till Antony have spoke.
	Exit [Brutus].
	First Plebeian
	Stay, ho! and let us hear Mark Antony.
	Third Plebeian
	Let him go up into the public chair;
	We'll hear him. Noble Antony, go up.
	ANTONY
3.2.65	For Brutus' sake, I am beholding to you.	beholding to indebted to
	[Goes into the pulpit.]
	Fourth Plebeian
	What does he say of Brutus?
	Third Plebeian
	He says, for Brutus' sake,
	He finds himself beholding to us all.
	Fourth Plebeian
	'Twere best he speak no harm of Brutus here.
	First Plebeian
	This Caesar was a tyrant.
	Third Plebeian
	Nay, that's certain:
3.2.70	We are blest that Rome is rid of him.
	Second Plebeian
	Peace! let us hear what Antony can say.
	ANTONY
	You gentle Romans—
	Plebeians
	Peace, ho! let us hear him.
	ANTONY
	Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;	lend me your ears i.e., grant me a moment
	I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.	of your attention
3.2.75	The evil that men do lives after them;
	The good is oft interred with their bones;	oft interred often buried
	So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
	Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
	If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
3.2.80	And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.	answer'd it paid for it
	Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest—	under leave by permission
	For Brutus is an honourable man;
	So are they all, all honourable men—
	Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
3.2.85	He was my friend, faithful and just to me;
	But Brutus says he was ambitious;
	And Brutus is an honourable man.
	He hath brought many captives home to Rome
	Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill;	general coffers public treasury
3.2.90	Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
	When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
	Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
	Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
	And Brutus is an honourable man.
3.2.95	You all did see that on the Lupercal
	I thrice presented him a kingly crown,	I . . . crown (See Casca's account of this,
	Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?	beginning at 1.2.221 .)
	Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
	And, sure, he is an honourable man.
3.2.100	I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
	But here I am to speak what I do know.
	You all did love him once, not without cause:
	What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
	O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
3.2.105	And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
	My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
	And I must pause till it come back to me.
	First Plebeian
	Methinks there is much reason in his sayings.
	Second Plebeian
	If thou consider rightly of the matter,
3.2.110	Caesar has had great wrong.
	Third Plebeian
	Has he, masters?	masters good sirs
	I fear there will a worse come in his place.	will a worse come in his place i.e., he will
		be succeeded by someone worse
	Fourth Plebeian
	Mark'd ye his words? He would not take the crown;
	Therefore 'tis certain he was not ambitious.
	First Plebeian
	If it be found so, some will dear abide it.	dear abide it pay dearly for it
	Second Plebeian
3.2.115	Poor soul! his eyes are red as fire with weeping.
	Third Plebeian
	There's not a nobler man in Rome than Antony.
	Fourth Plebeian
	Now mark him, he begins again to speak.
	ANTONY
	But yesterday the word of Caesar might
	Have stood against the world; now lies he there,
3.2.120	And none so poor to do him reverence.	none . . . reverence there is no one so lowly
	O masters, if I were disposed to stir	that he owes reverence to him
	Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,	mutiny riot, rebellion
	I should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong,
	Who, you all know, are honourable men:
3.2.125	I will not do them wrong; I rather choose
	To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you,
	Than I will wrong such honourable men.
	But here's a parchment with the seal of Caesar;
	I found it in his closet, 'tis his will:	closet study, private room
3.2.130	Let but the commons hear this testament—	commons common people
	Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read—
	And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds
	And dip their napkins in his sacred blood,	napkins handkerchiefs
	Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
3.2.135	And, dying, mention it within their wills,
	Bequeathing it as a rich legacy
	Unto their issue.	issue children
	Fourth Plebeian
	We'll hear the will: read it, Mark Antony.
	All
	The will, the will! we will hear Caesar's will.
	ANTONY
3.2.140	Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it.
	It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you.	meet fitting
	You are not wood, you are not stones, but men;
	And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar,
	It will inflame you, it will make you mad:
3.2.145	'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs;
	For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
	Fourth Plebeian
	Read the will; we'll hear it, Antony;
	You shall read us the will, Caesar's will.
	ANTONY
	Will you be patient? will you stay awhile?
3.2.150	I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it.	o'ershot myself said more than I should
	I fear I wrong the honourable men	have
	Whose daggers have stabb'd Caesar; I do fear it.
	Fourth Plebeian
	They were traitors: honourable men!
	All
	The will! the testament!
	Second Plebeian
3.2.155	They were villains, murderers: the will!
	read the will.
	ANTONY
	You will compel me, then, to read the will?
	Then make a ring about the corpse of Caesar,
	And let me show you him that made the will.
3.2.160	Shall I descend? and will you give me leave?	leave permission
	All
	Come down.
	Second Plebeian
	Descend.
	Third Plebeian
	You shall have leave.
	[ANTONY comes down from the pulpit.]
	Fourth Plebeian
	A ring; stand round.
	First Plebeian
3.2.165	Stand from the hearse, stand from the body.	from away from | hearse bier
	Second Plebeian
	Room for Antony, most noble Antony.
	ANTONY
	Nay, press not so upon me; stand farre off.	farre farther
	All
	Stand back; room; bear back.	room make room | bear move
	ANTONY
	If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
3.2.170	You all do know this mantle. I remember	mantle cloak, toga
	The first time ever Caesar put it on;
	'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent,
	That day he overcame the Nervii:	the Nervii a Belgian tribe (Caesar's victory
	Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through:	over them in 57 B.C. was celebrated in
3.2.175	See what a rent the envious Casca made;	Rome.) | rent gash | envious spiteful
	Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;
	And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,	pluck'd jerked | steel i.e., dagger
	Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,
	As rushing out of doors, to be resolved	As as if | to be resolved to find out for sure
3.2.180	If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;	unkindly cruelly and unnaturally
	For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:	angel guardian angel; best beloved
	Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!	dearly dearly, also, at what great expense
	This was the most unkindest cut of all;	most unkindest cut (In Shakespeare's time
	For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,	there wasn't no rule about no double
3.2.185	Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms,	negatives or nothing like that.)
	Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;
	And, in his mantle muffling up his face,	in . . . face i.e., covering his face with his
	Even at the base of Pompey's statue,	cloak
	Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
3.2.190	O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
	Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,
	Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.	flourish'd celebrated its triumph; waved its
	O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel	weapon
	The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.	dint painful sense
3.2.195	Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold	gracious drops i.e., tears of honor and grace
	Our Caesar's vesture wounded? Look you here,	vesture garment
	[Lifting Caesar's mantle.]
	Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.	marr'd marred, disfigured | with by
	First Plebeian
	O piteous spectacle!
	Second Plebeian
	O noble Caesar!
	Third Plebeian
3.2.200	O woeful day!
	Fourth Plebeian
	O traitors, villains!
	First Plebeian
	O most bloody sight!
	Second Plebeian
	We will be revenged.
	All
	Revenge! About! Seek! Burn! Fire! Kill! Slay!	About! to work!; let's do it!
3.2.205	Let not a traitor live!
	ANTONY
	Stay, countrymen.	Stay i.e., hang on, wait a minute
	First Plebeian
	Peace there! hear the noble Antony.	Peace there! Shut up, you people!
	Second Plebeian
	We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll die with
	him.
	ANTONY
3.2.210	Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up
	To such a sudden flood of mutiny.	mutiny rebellion, riot
	They that have done this deed are honourable:
	What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,	private griefs personal grievances
	That made them do it: they are wise and honourable,
3.2.215	And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
	I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
	I am no orator, as Brutus is;
	But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,
	That love my friend; and that they know full well
3.2.220	That gave me public leave to speak of him:	leave permission
	For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,	wit . . . utterance intelligence, vocabulary,
	Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,	reputation, eloquent gestures, polished
	To stir men's blood; I only speak right on;	delivery | right on without premeditation,
	I tell you that which you yourselves do know;	i.e., what I really think
3.2.225	Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,	dumb silent
	And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus,
	And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony
	Would ruffle up your spirits and put a tongue	ruffle up your spirits raise your hackles,
	In every wound of Caesar that should move	stir to anger | move provoke
3.2.230	The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.	mutiny run amok
	All
	We'll mutiny.
	First Plebeian
	We'll burn the house of Brutus.
	Third Plebeian
	Away, then! come, seek the conspirators.
	ANTONY
	Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak.
	All
	Peace, ho! Hear Antony. Most noble Antony!
	ANTONY
3.2.235	Why, friends, you go to do you know not what:
	Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves?
	Alas, you know not: I must tell you then:
	You have forgot the will I told you of.
	All
	Most true. The will! Let's stay and hear the will.
	ANTONY
3.2.240	Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal.	under Caesar's seal i.e., authenticated by
	To every Roman citizen he gives,	Caesar >>>
	To every several man, seventy-five drachmas.	several individual | drachmas silver coins >>>
	Second Plebeian
	Most noble Caesar! We'll revenge his death.
	Third Plebeian
	O royal Caesar!
	ANTONY
3.2.245	Hear me with patience.
	All
	Peace, ho!
	ANTONY
	Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
	His private arbours and new-planted orchards,
	On this side Tiber; he hath left them you,
3.2.250	And to your heirs for ever—common pleasures,
	To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.
	Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?
	First Plebeian
	Never, never. Come, away, away!
	We'll burn his body in the holy place,
3.2.255	And with the brands fire the traitors' houses.
	Take up the body.
	Second Plebeian
	Go fetch fire.
	Third Plebeian
	Pluck down benches.
	Fourth Plebeian
	Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.
	Exeunt Plebeians [with the body].
	ANTONY
3.2.260	Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot,
	Take thou what course thou wilt!
	Enter a Servant.
	How now, fellow!
	Servant
	Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome.
	ANTONY
	Where is he?
	Servant
	He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house.
	ANTONY
3.2.265	And thither will I straight to visit him:
	He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry,
	And in this mood will give us any thing.
	Servant
	I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius
	Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome.
	ANTONY
3.2.270	Belike they had some notice of the people,
	How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius.
	Exeunt

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