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The Tragedie of Julius Caesar Page: 8
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Cassi. But soft I pray you: what, did Caesar swound?
Cask. He fell downe in the Market-place, and foam'd
at mouth, and was speechlesse
Brut. 'Tis very like he hath the Falling sicknesse
Cassi. No, Caesar hath it not: but you, and I,
And honest Caska, we haue the Falling sicknesse
Cask. I know not what you meane by that, but I am
sure Caesar fell downe. If the tag-ragge people did not
clap him, and hisse him, according as he pleas'd, and displeas'd
them, as they vse to doe the Players in the Theatre,
I am no true man
Brut. What said he, when he came vnto himselfe?
Cask. Marry, before he fell downe, when he perceiu'd
the common Heard was glad he refus'd the Crowne, he
pluckt me ope his Doublet, and offer'd them his Throat
to cut: and I had beene a man of any Occupation, if I
would not haue taken him at a word, I would I might
goe to Hell among the Rogues, and so hee fell. When
he came to himselfe againe, hee said, If hee had done, or
said any thing amisse, he desir'd their Worships to thinke
it was his infirmitie. Three or foure Wenches where I
stood, cryed, Alasse good Soule, and forgaue him with
all their hearts: But there's no heed to be taken of them;
if Caesar had stab'd their Mothers, they would haue done
no lesse
Brut. And after that, he came thus sad away
Cask. I
Cassi. Did Cicero say any thing?
Cask. I, he spoke Greeke
Cassi. To what effect?
Cask. Nay, and I tell you that, Ile ne're looke you
i'th' face againe. But those that vnderstood him, smil'd
at one another, and shooke their heads: but for mine
owne part, it was Greeke to me. I could tell you more
newes too: Murrellus and Flauius, for pulling Scarffes
off Caesars Images, are put to silence. Fare you well.
There was more Foolerie yet, if I could remember
it
Cassi. Will you suppe with me to Night, Caska?
Cask. No, I am promis'd forth
Cassi. Will you Dine with me to morrow?
Cask. I, if I be aliue, and your minde hold, and your
Dinner worth the eating
Cassi. Good, I will expect you
Cask. Doe so: farewell both.
Enter.
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