Men. Hear me one word;[3204] 215
Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word.[3204][3205]
Ædiles. Peace, peace!
Men. [To Brutus] Be that you seem, truly your country's friend,[3206]
And temperately proceed to what you would
Thus violently redress.
Bru. Sir, those cold ways, 220
That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous[3207]
Where the disease is violent. Lay hands upon him,[3208]
And bear him to the rock.
Cor. No, I'll die here. [Drawing his sword.[3209]
There's some among you have beheld me fighting:
Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen me.[3210] 225
Men. Down with that sword! Tribunes, withdraw awhile.
Bru. Lay hands upon him.
Men. Help Marcius, help,[3211][3212]
You that be noble; help him, young and old![3212]
Citizens. Down with him, down with him!
[In this mutiny, the Tribunes, the Ædiles, and the People, are beat in.[3213]