BRUTUS. What said Popilius Lena? 

CASSIUS. He wish’d today our enterprise might thrive. I fear our purpose is discovered. 

BRUTUS. Look how he makes to Caesar: mark him. 

CASSIUS. Casca, be sudden, for we fear prevention. Brutus, what shall be done? If this be known, Cassius or Caesar never shall turn back, For I will slay myself. 

BRUTUS. Cassius, be constant: Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes; For look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change. 

CASSIUS. Trebonius knows his time, for look you, Brutus, He draws Mark Antony out of the way. 

 [Exeunt Antony and Trebonius. Caesar and the Senators take their seats.]

Antony

Trebonius. Caesar

DECIUS. Where is Metellus Cimber? Let him go, And presently prefer his suit to Caesar. 

BRUTUS. He is address’d; press near and second him. 

CINNA. Casca, you are the first that rears your hand. 

CAESAR. Are we all ready? What is now amiss That Caesar and his Senate must redress? 

METELLUS. Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Caesar, Metellus Cimber throws before thy seat An humble heart. 

 [Kneeling.]

CAESAR. I must prevent thee, Cimber. These couchings and these lowly courtesies Might fire the blood of ordinary men, And turn pre-ordinance and first decree Into the law of children. Be not fond, To think that Caesar bears such rebel blood That will be thaw’d from the true quality With that which melteth fools; I mean sweet words, Low-crooked curtsies, and base spaniel fawning. Thy brother by decree is banished: If thou dost bend, and pray, and fawn for him, I spurn thee like a cur out of my way. Know, Caesar dost not wrong, nor without cause Will he be satisfied. 

METELLUS. Is there no voice more worthy than my own, To sound more sweetly in 

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