And in this mood will give us any thing.
Servant. I heard him say, Brutus and Cassius
Are rid[162] like madmen through the gates of Rome.
Antony. Belike they had some notice of the people
270How I had mov'd them. Bring me to Octavius.
[Exeunt]
[ III. 3 Scene III.][163] A street
Enter Cinna the poet[164]
Cinna.[165] I dreamt to-night[166] that I did feast with Cæsar,