1 O Antony, beg not your death of us.
2 Do not consent That Antony speak in his funeral.
3 He loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music.
4 Mark Antony shall say I am not well, And for thy humour, I will stay at home.
5 I am not gamesome: I do lack some part Of that quick spirit that is in Antony.
6 We'll send Mark Antony to the Senate-house, And he shall say you are not well today.
7 Trebonius knows his time, for look you, Brutus, He draws Mark Antony out of the way.
8 And for Mark Antony, think not of him; For he can do no more than Caesar's arm When Caesar's head is off.
9 Our reasons are so full of good regard That were you, Antony, the son of Caesar, You should be satisfied.
10 Enter Caesar, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, Decius, Metellus, Trebonius, Cinna, Antony, Lepidus, Artemidorus, Publius, Popilius and the Soothsayer.
11 What Antony shall speak, I will protest He speaks by leave and by permission; And that we are contented Caesar shall Have all true rights and lawful ceremonies.
12 Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius, To cut the head off, and then hack the limbs, Like wrath in death, and envy afterwards; For Antony is but a limb of Caesar.
13 Enter, in procession, with music, Caesar; Antony, for the course; Calphurnia, Portia, Decius, Cicero, Brutus, Cassius and Casca; a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer.
14 For your part, To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony; Our arms in strength of malice, and our hearts Of brothers' temper, do receive you in With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence.
15 I think it is not meet, Mark Antony, so well belov'd of Caesar, Should outlive Caesar: we shall find of him A shrewd contriver; and you know, his means, If he improve them, may well stretch so far As to annoy us all; which to prevent, Let Antony and Caesar fall together.
16 Thus, Brutus, did my master bid me kneel; Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall down; And, being prostrate, thus he bade me say: Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving; Say I love Brutus and I honour him; Say I fear'd Caesar, honour'd him, and lov'd him.
17 If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him, and be resolv'd How Caesar hath deserv'd to lie in death, Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead So well as Brutus living; but will follow The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus Thorough the hazards of this untrod state, With all true faith.
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