Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an typicality 0.83 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
Let me have men about me, that are fat, Sleeke-headed men, and such as sleep a-nights: Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look, He thinks too much: such men are dangerous. Fear him not Caesar, he's not dangerous, He is a Noble Roman, and well given. Would he were fatter; But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid 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 As if he mocked himself, and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing. Such men as he, be never at hearts ease, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous. I rather tell thee what is to be feared, Than what I fear: for always I am Caesar. Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf, And tell me truly, what thou thinkest of him. You pulled me by the cloak, would you speak with me? I Caska, tell us what hath chanced to day That Caesar looks so sad. Why you were with him, were you not? I should not then ask Caska what had chanced. Why there was a Crown offered him; & being offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand thus, and then the people fell a shouting. What was the second noise for? Why for that too. They shouted thrice: what was the last cry for? Why for that too. Was the Crown offered him thrice? I marry was't, and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and at every putting by, mine honest Neighbours shouted. Who offered him the Crown? Why Antony. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Caska. I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it: It was mere Foolery, I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a Crown, yet 'twas not a Crown neither, 'twas one of these Coronets: and as I told you, he put it by once: but for all that, to my thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he offered it to him again: then he put it by again: but to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the third time; he put it the third time by, and still as he refused it, the rabblement howted, and clapped their chopped hands, and threw up their sweaty Nightcappes, and uttered such a deal of stinking breath, because Caesar refused the Crown, that it had (almost) choked Caesar: for he swooned, and fell down at it: And for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my Lips, and receiving the bad Air.
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Let me haue men about me, that are fat, Sleeke-headed men, and ſuch as ſleepe a-nights: Yond Caſſius has a leane and hungry looke, He thinkes too much: ſuch men are dangerous. Feare him not Caeſar, he's not dangerous, He is a Noble Roman, and well giuen. 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. You pul'd me by the cloake, would you ſpeake with me? I Caska, tell vs what hath chanc'd to day That Caeſar lookes ſo ſad. Why you were with him, were you not? I ſhould not then aske Caska what had chanc'd. 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. What was the ſecond noyſe for? Why for that too. They ſhouted thrice: what was the laſt cry for? Why for that too. Was the Crowne offer'd him thrice? I marry was't, and hee put it by thrice, euerie time gentler then other; and at euery putting by, mine honeſt Neighbors ſhowted. Who offer'd him the Crowne? Why Antony. Tell vs the manner of it, gentle Caska. I can as well bee hang'd as tell the manner of it: It was meere Foolerie, I did not marke it. I ſawe Marke Antony offer him a Crowne, yet 'twas not a Crowne neyther, 'twas one of theſe Coronets: and as I told you, hee put it by once: but for all that, to my thinking, he would faine haue had it. Then hee offered it to him againe: then hee put it by againe: but to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the third time; hee put it the third time by, and ſtill as hee refus'd it, the rabblement howted, and clapp'd their chopt hands, and threw vppe their ſweatie Night-cappes, and vttered ſuch a deale of ſtinking breath, becauſe Caeſar refus'd the Crowne, that it had (almoſt) choaked Caeſar: for hee ſwoonded, and fell downe at it: And for mine owne part, I durſt not laugh, for feare of opening my Lippes, and receyuing the bad Ayre.