Enter Cinna the Poet, and after him the Plebeians.
Cinna. I dreamt to night, that I did feast with Caesar,
And things vnluckily charge my Fantasie:
I haue no will to wander foorth of doores,
Yet something leads me foorth
1. What is your name? 2. Whether are you going? 3. Where do you dwell? 4. Are you a married man, or a Batchellor? 2. Answer euery man directly
1. I, and breefely
4. I, and wisely
3. I, and truly, you were best
Cin. What is my name? Whether am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a Batchellour? Then to answer euery man, directly and breefely, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a Batchellor
2 That's as much as to say, they are fooles that marrie: you'l beare me a bang for that I feare: proceede directly
Cinna. Directly I am going to Caesars Funerall
1. As a Friend, or an Enemy? Cinna. As a friend