CASSIUS.
He wish’d today our enterprise might thrive.
I fear our purpose is discovered.
BRUTUS.
Look how he makes to Caesar: mark him.
CASSIUS.
Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention.
Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known,
Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back,
For I will slay myself.
BRUTUS.
Cassius, be constant:
Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes;
For look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change.
CASSIUS.
Trebonius knows his time, for look you, Brutus,
He draws Mark Antony out of the way.
[Exeunt Antony and Trebonius. Caesar and the Senators take their seats.]
DECIUS.
Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go,
And presently prefer his suit to Caesar.
BRUTUS.
He is address’d; press near and second him.
CINNA.
Casca, you are the first that rears your hand.
CAESAR.
Are we all ready? What is now amiss
That Caesar and his Senate must redress?