1 Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
2 Before the Capitol; the Senate sitting.
3 Caesar enters the Capitol, the rest following.
4 A crowd of people in the street leading to the Capitol.
5 I go to take my stand, To see him pass on to the Capitol.
6 I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray, And the wind brings it from the Capitol.
7 Let me work; For I can give his humour the true bent, And I will bring him to the Capitol.
8 Besides, I ha not since put up my sword, Against the Capitol I met a lion, Who glared upon me, and went surly by, Without annoying me.
9 Some two months hence, up higher toward the North He first presents his fire; and the high East Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.
10 It may be these apparent prodigies, The unaccustom'd terror of this night, And the persuasion of his augurers, May hold him from the Capitol today.
11 The question of his death is enroll'd in the Capitol, his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy; nor his offences enforc'd, for which he suffered death.
12 But, look you, Cassius, The angry spot doth glow on Caesar's brow, And all the rest look like a chidden train: Calphurnia's cheek is pale; and Cicero Looks with such ferret and such fiery eyes As we have seen him in the Capitol, Being cross'd in conference by some senators.
13 Now could I, Casca, name to thee a man Most like this dreadful night, That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars, As doth the lion in the Capitol; A man no mightier than thyself, or me, In personal action; yet prodigious grown, And fearful, as these strange eruptions are.
14 A lioness hath whelped in the streets, And graves have yawn'd, and yielded up their dead; Fierce fiery warriors fight upon the clouds In ranks and squadrons and right form of war, Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol; The noise of battle hurtled in the air, Horses did neigh, and dying men did groan, And ghosts did shriek and squeal about the streets.