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The Tempest, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11
Two Gentlemen of Verona,. . . . . . . . . . . . . 30
Merry Wives of Windsor, . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49
Twelfth Night ; or, What you Will,. . . . . . . . . . . 72
Measure for Measure, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 94
Much Ado About Nothing, . . . . . . . . . . . . . 115
Midsummer-Night's Dream, . . . . . . . . . . . . 137
Love's Labour's Lost, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 156
Merchant of Venice, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 179
As you Like it, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 201
All's Well that Ends Well, . . . . . . . . . . . . . 224
Taming of the Shrew, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 249
Winter's Tale, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 272
Comedy of Errors, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 299
Macbeth, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 315
King John, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 336
The Life and Death of King Richard II., . . . . . . . . . 359
First Part of King Henry IV., . . . . . . . . . . . . 383
Second Part of King Henry IV.,. . . . . . . . . . . . 410
King Henry V., . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 438
First Part of King Henry VI., . . . . . . . . . . . . 466
Second Part of King Henry VI.,. . . . . . . . . . . . 490
Third Part of King Henry VI., . . . . . . . . . . . . 519
Life and Death of King Richard III., . . . . . . . . . . 546
King Henry VIII.,. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 579
Troilus and Cressida, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 607
Timon of Athens, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 637
Coriolanus, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 659
Julius Caesar, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 692
Antony and Cleopatra, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 715
King Lear , . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 747
Romeo and Juliet, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 778
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, . . . . . . . . . . . . 805
Othello, The Moor of Venice, . . . . . . . . . . . . 840
Cymbeline, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 870
Titus Andronicus, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 903
Pericles, Prince of Tyre,. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 925
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Julius Caesar.
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Persons Represented.
Julius Caesar.
Octavius Caesar, Triumvirs after the Death of Julius Caesar.
Marcus Antonius, "
M. AEmil. Lepidus, "
Cicero, Publius, Popilius Lena ; Senators.
Marcus Brutus, Conspirators against Julius Caesar.
Cassius, "
Casca, "
Trebonius, "
Ligarius, "
Decius Brutus, "
Metellus Cimber, "
Cinna, "
Flavius and Marullus, Tribunes.
Artemidorus, a Sophist of Cnidos.
A Soothsayer.
Cinna, a Poet.
Another Poet.
Lucilius, Titinius, Messala, young Cato, and Volumnius; Friends to Brutus and Cassius.
Varro, Clitus, Claudius, Strato, Lucius, Dardanius; Servants to Brutus.
Pindarus, Servant to Cassius.
Calphurnia, Wife to Caesar.
Portia, Wife to Brutus.
Senators, Citizens, Guards, Attendants, etc.
Scene. __ During a great Part of the Play, at Rome ; afterwards at Sardis ; and near Philippi.
Act First.
SCENE I. __ Rome. A Street.
Enter Flavius, Marullus, and a Rabble of Citizens.
Flav. Hence; home, you idle creatures, get you home; Is this a holiday? What! know you not, Being mechanical, you ought not walk, Upon a labouring day, without the sign of your profession?___ Speak, what trade art thou?
1 Cit. Why, sir, a carpenter.
Mar. Where is thy leather apron and thy rule? What dost thou with thy best apparel on?___ you, sir; what trade are you?
2 Cit. Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but, as you would say, a cobbler.
Mar. But what trade art thou? Answer me directly.
2 Cit. A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with safe conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.
Mar. What trade, thou knave; thou naughty knave, what trade?
2 Cit. Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet, if you be out, sir, I can mend you.
Mar. What meanest thou by that? Mend me, thou saucy fellow!
2 Cit. Why, sir, cobble you.
Flav. Thou art a cobbler, art thou?
2 Cit. Truly, sir, all that I live by is, with the awl: I meddle with no tradesman's matters, but shoes; when they are in great danger, I recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon neat's leather, have gone upon my handy-work.
Flav. But wherefore art not in thy shop to-day? Why dost thon lead these men about the streets?
2 Cit. Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes, to get myself into more work. But, indeed, sir, we make holiday, to see Caesar, and to rejoice in his triumph.
M. Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home? What tributaries follow him to Rome, to grace in captive bonds his chariot wheels? You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
O, You hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft have you climb'd up to wallsand battlements, to towers and windows, yea, to chimney tops, your infants in your arms, and there have sat to see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: And when you saw his chariot but appear, have you not made an universal shout, that Tyber trembled underneath her banks, to hear the peplication of your sounds, made in her concave shores?
And do you now put on your best attire?
And do you now cull out a holiday?
And do you now strew flowers in his way,
That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood?
Begone;
Run to your houses, fall upon your knees,
Prey to the gods to intermit the plague
That needs must light on this ingratitude.
F. Go, go, good countrymen, and for this fault, assemble all the poor men of your sort; draw them to Tyber banks, and weep your tears into the channel, till the lowest stream do kiss the most exalted shores of all.
See, whe'r their basest metal be not mov'd; They vanish tongue-tied in their guiltiness.
Go you down that way towards the Capitol' This way will I: Disrobe the images, if you do find them deck'd with ceremonies.
Mar. May we do so?
You know, it is the feast of Lupercal.
Flav. It is no matter; let no images be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll about and drive away the vulgar from the streets: so you too, where you perceive them thick.
These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar's will make him fly an ordinary pitch:
Who else would soar above the view of men, and keep us all in servile fearfulness.
SCENE II. __ A Public Place.
Enter, in Procession, with Musick, Caesar; Antony, for the Course; Calphurnia, Poria, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius, and Casca; a great Crowd following, among them a Soothsayer.
Caes. Calphurnia, ___
Cas. Peace, Ho! Caesar speaks. [Musick ceases.
Caes. Calphurnia, ___
Cal. Here, my lord.
Caes. Stand you directly in Antonius's way, When he doth run his course. 1__Antonius.
Ant. Caesar, my lord.
Caes. Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, to touch Calphurnia: for our elders say, the barren, touched in this holy chase, shake off their sterile curse.
Ant. I shall remember: When Caesar says, Do this, it is perform'd.
Caes. Set on ; and leave no ceremony out.
Sooth. Caesar. [Musick.
Caes. Ha! who calls?
Casca. Bid every noise be still:-Peace yet again. [Musick ceases.
Caes. Who is it in the press, 2_ that calls on me? I hear a tongue shriller than all the musick, Cry, Caesar: Speak; Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Sooth. Beware the ides 3_ of March.
Caes. What man is that?
Bru. A soothsayer, bids you beware the ides of March.
Caes. Set him before me, let me see his face.
Cas. Fellow, come from the throng: Look upon Caesar.
Caes. What say'st thou to me now? Speak once again.
Sooth. Beware the ides of March.
Cas. He is a dreamer; let us leave him;___ pass.
[Sennet. 4_ Exeunt all but Bru. and Cas.
Cas. Will you go see the order of the course?
Bru. Not I.
Cas. I pray you do.
Bru. I am not gamesome: I do lack some part of that quick spirit that is in Antony. Let me not hinder, Cassius, your desires:
I'll leave you.
Cas. Brutus, I do observe you now of late: I have not from your eyes that gentleness, and show of love, as I was wont to have: You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand over your friend that loves you.
Bru. Cassius,
Be not deceiv'd: if I have veil'd my look, I turn the trouble of my countenance merely upon myself. Vexed I am, Of late, with passions of some difference, 5_ conceptions only proper to myself, Which gives some soil, perhaps, tomy behaviours: But let not therefore my good friends begrieved: (Among which number, Cassius, be you one;) Nor construe any further my neglect, than that poor Brutus, with himself at war, forgets the shows of love to other men.
Cas. Then, Brutus, I have much mistook buried your passion,
By means whereof, this breast of mine hath thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations.
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?
Bru. No, Cassius: for the eye sees not itself, but by reflection, by some other things.
Cas. 'Tis just :
And it is very much lamented, Brutus, that you have no such mirrors, as will turn your hidden worthiness into your eye, that you might see your shadow. I have heard, where many of the best respect in Rome, (Except immortal Caesar,) speaking of Brutus, and groaning underneath this age's yoke, have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes.
Bru. Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,
That you would have me seek into myself for that which is not in me?
Cas. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepar'd to hear and since ou know you cannot see yourself so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself that of yourself which you yet know not of and be not jealous of me, gentle Brutus:
Where i common laughter, or did use to stale with ordinary oaths my love to every new protester; or if you know that I profess myself in banqueting to all the rout, then hold me dangerous.
[Flourish and Shout.
Bru. What means this shouting? I do fear, the people choose Caesar for thing king.
Cas. Ay, do you fear it? then must I think you would not have it so.
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