Julius Caesar

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 4 Scene 3

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Enter the GHOST of Caesar
The GHOST of Caesar enters.
How ill this taper burns!—Ha, who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes
That shapes this monstrous apparition.
It comes upon me.—Art thou any thing?
285Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil
That makest my blood cold and my hair to stare?
Speak to me what thou art.
What! Who goes there? I think it’s my bad eyesight that’s making me see this horrible vision. It’s coming toward me. Are you real? Are you a god, an angel, or a devil, that you make my blood turn cold and my hair stand up? Tell me what you are.

GHOST

Thy evil spirit, Brutus.

GHOST

I’m your evil spirit, Brutus.

BRUTUS

Why comest thou?

BRUTUS

Why do you come here?

GHOST

290To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.

GHOST

To tell you that you’ll see me at Philippi.

BRUTUS

Well, then I shall see thee again?

BRUTUS

Then I’ll see you again?

GHOST

     Ay, at Philippi.

GHOST

Yes, at Philippi.

BRUTUS

Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then.

BRUTUS

Alright, then I’ll see you at Philippi.
Exit GHOST
The GHOST exits.
Now I have taken heart thou vanishest.
Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.
295—Boy, Lucius!—Varrus!—Claudio!—Sirs, awake!
—Claudio!
Just as you go, I find the courage to talk to you. Evil spirit, I want to talk some more. Boy, Lucius! Varrus! Claudio! Sirs, awake! Claudio!

LUCIUS

The strings, my lord, are false.

LUCIUS

My lord, the strings are out of tune.