Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.81 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Why Friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas you know not, I must tell you then: You have forgot the Will I told you of. Most true, the Will, let's stay and hear the Wil. here is the Will, and under Caesar's Seal: To every Roman Citizen he gives, To every several man, seventy five Drachmas. Most Noble Caesar, we'll revenge his death. O Royal Caesar. Hear me with patience. Peace ho Moreover, he hath left you all his Walks, His private Arbours, and new-planted Orchards, On this side Tiber, he hath left them you, And to your heirs for ever: common pleasures To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves. here was a Caesar: when comes such another? Never, never: come, away, away: we'll burn his body in the holy place, And with the Brands fire the Traitor's houses. Take up the body. Go fetch fire. Pluck down Benches. Pluck down Forms, Windows, any thing. Now let it work: Mischief thou art afoot, Take thou what course thou wilt. How now Fellow? Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome. Where is he? He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house. And thither will I strait, to visit him: He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry, And in this mood will give us any thing. I heard him say, Brutus' and Cassius Are rid like Madmen through the Gates of Rome. Belike they had some notice of the people How I had moved them. Bring me to Octavius. I dreamt to night, that I did feast with Caesar, And things unluckily charge my Fantasy: I have no will to wander forth of doors, Yet something leads me forth. What is your name? Whether are you going? Where do you dwell? Are you a married man, or a Bachelor? Answer every man directly. I, and briefly. I, and wisely. I, and truly, you were best. What is my name? Whether am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man, or a Bachelor? Then to answer every man, directly and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a Bachelor. That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry: you'll bear me a bang for that I fear: proceed directly. Directly I am going to Caesar's Funeral. As a Friend, or an Enemy? As a friend. That matter is answered directly. For your dwelling: briefly. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. Your name sir, truly. Truly, my name is Cinna. Tear him to pieces, he's a Conspirator. I am Cinna the Poet I am Cinna the Poet. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad Verses. I am not Cinna the Conspirator. It is no matter, his name's Cinna, pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. Tear him, tear him; Come Brands ho, Firebrands: to Brutus, to Cassius, burn all. Some to Decius' House, and some to Caska's; some to Ligarius: Away, go.
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Why Friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caeſar thus deſeru'd your loues? Alas you know not, I muſt tell you then: You haue forgot the Will I told you of. Moſt true, the Will, let's ſtay and heare the Wil. Heere is the Will, and vnder Caeſars Seale: To euery Roman Citizen he giues, To euery ſeuerall man, ſeuenty fiue Drachmaes. Moſt Noble Caeſar, wee'l reuenge his death. O Royall Caeſar. Heare me with patience. Peace hoe Moreouer, he hath left you all his Walkes, His priuate Arbors, and new-planted Orchards, On this ſide Tyber, he hath left them you, And to your heyres for euer: common pleaſures To walke abroad, and recreate your ſelues. Heere was a Caeſar: when comes ſuch another? Neuer, neuer: come, away, away: Wee'l burne his body in the holy place, And with the Brands fire the Traitors houſes. Take vp the body. Go fetch fire. Plucke downe Benches. Plucke downe Formes, Windowes, any thing. Now let it worke: Miſcheefe thou art a-foot, Take thou what courſe thou wilt. How now Fellow? Sir, Octauius is already come to Rome. Where is hee? He and Lepidus are at Caeſars houſe. And thither will I ſtraight, to viſit him: He comes vpon a wiſh. Fortune is merry, And in this mood will giue vs any thing. I heard him ſay, Brutus and Caſſius Are rid like Madmen through the Gates of Rome. Belike they had ſome notice of the people How I had moued them. Bring me to Octauius. 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. What is your name? Whether are you going? Where do you dwell? Are you a married man, or a Batchellor? Anſwer euery man directly. I, and breefely. I, and wiſely. I, and truly, you were beſt. 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. That's as much as to ſay, they are fooles that marrie: you'l beare me a bang for that I feare: proceede directly. Directly I am going to Caeſars Funerall. As a Friend, or an Enemy? As a friend. That matter is anſwered directly. For your dwelling: breefely. Breefely, I dwell by the Capitoll. Your name ſir, truly. Truly, my name is Cinna. Teare him to peeces, hee's a Conſpirator. I am Cinna the Poet I am Cinna the Poet. Teare him for his bad verſes, teare him for his bad Verſes. I am not Cinna the Conſpirator. It is no matter, his name's Cinna, plucke but his name out of his heart, and turne him going. Teare him, tear him; Come Brands hoe, Firebrands: to Brutus, to Caſſius, burne all. Some to Decius Houſe, and ſome to Caska's; ſome to Ligarius: Away, go.