Caes Would he were fatter; But I feare him not:
Yet if my name were lyable to feare,
I do not know the man I should auoyd
So soone as that spare Cassius. He reades much,
He is a great Obseruer, and he lookes
Quite through the Deeds of men. He loues no Playes,
As thou dost Antony: he heares no Musicke;
Seldome he smiles, and smiles in such a sort
As if he mock'd himselfe, and scorn'd his spirit
That could be mou'd to smile at any thing.
Such men as he, be neuer at hearts ease,
Whiles they behold a greater then themselues,
And therefore are they very dangerous.
I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd,
Then what I feare: for alwayes I am Caesar.
Come on my right hand, for this eare is deafe,
And tell me truely, what thou think'st of him.
Sennit.
Exeunt. Caesar and his Traine.
Cask. You pul'd me by the cloake, would you speake
with me?
Bru. I Caska, tell vs what hath chanc'd to day
That Caesar lookes so sad
Cask. Why you were with him, were you not?
Bru. I should not then aske Caska what had chanc'd
Cask. Why there was a Crowne offer'd him; & being offer'd him, he put it by with the backe of his hand thus, and then the people fell a shouting
Bru. What was the second noyse for?
Cask. Why for that too
Cassi. They shouted thrice: what was the last cry for?
Cask. Why for that too
Bru. Was the Crowne offer'd him thrice?
Cask. I marry was't, and hee put it by thrice, euerie
time gentler then other; and at euery putting by, mine
honest Neighbors showted
Cassi. Who offer'd him the Crowne?
Cask. Why Antony