Julius Caesar

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 3 Scene 1
No Fear Act 3 Scene 1 Page 8

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140If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony
May safely come to him and be resolved
How Caesar hath deserved to lie in death,
Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead
So well as Brutus living, but will follow
145The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus
Thorough the hazards of this untrod state
With all true faith. So says my master Antony.
If Brutus will swear that Antony may come to him safely and be convinced that Caesar deserved to be killed, Mark Antony will love dead Caesar not nearly as much as living Brutus, and with true faith he’ll follow the destiny and affairs of noble Brutus through the difficulties of this unprecedented state of affairs.” That’s what my master, Antony, says.

BRUTUS

Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman.
I never thought him worse.
150Tell him, so please him come unto this place,
He shall be satisfied and, by my honor,
Depart untouched.

BRUTUS

Your master is a wise and honorable Roman. I never thought any less of him. Tell him, if he comes here, I’ll explain everything to him and, on my word, he’ll leave unharmed.

ANTONY'S SERVANT

(rising)    I’ll fetch him presently.

ANTONY'S SERVANT

(getting up) I’ll get him now.
Exit ANTONY'S SERVANT
ANTONY'S SERVANT exits.

BRUTUS

I know that we shall have him well to friend.

BRUTUS

I know that he’ll be on our side.

CASSIUS

I wish we may. But yet have I a mind
155That fears him much, and my misgiving still
Falls shrewdly to the purpose.

CASSIUS

I hope we can count on him, but I still fear him, and my hunches are usually accurate.
Enter ANTONY
ANTONY enters.

BRUTUS

But here comes Antony.—Welcome, Mark Antony.

BRUTUS

But here comes Antony.—Welcome, Mark Antony.

ANTONY

O mighty Caesar! Dost thou lie so low?
Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils,
160Shrunk to this little measure? Fare thee well.
—I know not, gentlemen, what you intend,
Who else must be let blood, who else is rank.

ANTONY

Oh, mighty Caesar! Do you lie so low? Have all your conquests, glories, triumphs, achievements, come to so little? Farewell. Gentlemen, I don’t know what you intend to do, who else you intend to kill, who else you consider corrupt.