Enter CAESAR ANTONY, for the course CALPURNIA, PORTIA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and CASCA a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer CAESAR Calpurnia!Д¬AESAR Stand you directly in Antonius' way,Д¬AESAR Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, Who else would soar above the view of menДЇlourish. These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar's wing So do you too, where you perceive them thick. I'll about,ДЄnd drive away the vulgar from the streets:

If you do find them deck'd with ceremonies.Д«e hung with Caesar's trophies. Go you down that way towards the Capitol They vanish tongue-tied in their guiltiness. That needs must light on this ingratitude.ДЇLAVIUS Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault,Дraw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tearsД®xeunt all the Commoners See whether their basest metal be not moved Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone! That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome: The livelong day, with patient expectation, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! To grace in captive bonds his chariot-wheels? MARULLUS Wherefore rejoice? What conquest brings he home? To see Caesar and to rejoice in his triumph. Second Commoner Truly, sir, to wear out their shoes, to get myself Why dost thou lead these men about the streets? Neat's leather have gone upon my handiwork.ДЇLAVIUS But wherefore art not in thy shop today? To old shoes when they are in great danger, I Meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor women's Second Commoner Truly, sir, all that I live by is with the awl: I MARULLUS What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow! Second Commoner Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet, MARULLUS What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade? Second Commoner A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safeД¬onscience which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles. MARULLUS But what trade art thou? answer me directly. Second Commoner Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but,

MARULLUS Where is thy leather apron and thy rule? Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou? Enter FLAVIUS, MARULLUS, and certain Commoners FLAVIUS Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home:

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