Ant. Fear him not, Cæsar; he's not dangerous;
He is a noble Roman, and well given.
Cæs. Would he were fatter! but I fear him not:[2917]
Yet if my name were liable to fear,
I do not know the man I should avoid 200
So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;
He is a great observer, and he looks
Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays,
As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music:
Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort 205
As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit
That could be moved to smile at any thing.
Such men as he be never at heart's ease[2918]
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,[2919]
And therefore are they very dangerous. 210
I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd
Than what I fear; for always I am Cæsar.
Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf,
And tell me truly what thou think'st of him.
[Sennet. Exeunt Cæsar and all his Train but Casca.[2920]
Casca. You pull'd me by the cloak; would you speak with me?[2921]215
Bru. Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanced to-day,
That Cæsar looks so sad.
Casca. Why, you were with him, were you not?[2922]
Bru. I should not then ask Casca what had chanced.
Casca. Why, there was a crown offered him: and being 220
offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand, thus:
and then the people fell a-shouting.[2923]
Bru. What was the second noise for?
Casca. Why, for that too.[2924]