1 If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's, to him I say that Bru'tus' love to Cæsar, was no less than his. If, then, that friend demand | why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer: | Not that I loved Cæsar, less," | but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, and die all slaves', than that Cæsar were dead, and live all free men? As Cæsar loved me, I weep, for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice' at it; as he was valiant, I honhim; but, as he was ambitious, I slew, him. | There are tears for his love, joy' for his fortune, | hon or for his valor, and death, for his ambition. or Who is here so base that [he] would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. | Who is here so rude that [he] would not be a Ro'man? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that [he] will not love his country? If any, | speak; for him' have I offended. | I pause for a reply. I None'! Then none have I offended. I have done no more to Cæsar, than you should do to Brutus. | The question of his death is enrolled in the Ca'pitol; | his glory not extenuated, wherein he was worthy; | nor his offences enforced, for which he suffered death. | Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With this, I depart. That, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need, my death. | .Cæsar less; not Cæ'sar-less. The words in brackets are not in the original; they are introduced to make the language good English. ANTONY'S ORATION OVER CÆSAR'S RODY. Friends', Ro'mans, countrymen! | lend me your ears. [ He was my friend, | faithful, and just to me | He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious? | When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept. ! Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. I Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious; | And Brutus is an honorable man. | You all did see that, on the Lupercal, 1 I thrice presented him a kingly crown', | Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? · Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious; | And Brutus is an honorable man. | I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke ; | You all did love him once, not without cause, What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? | O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts'; | • Lupercalia, solemn sacrifices, and plays, dedicated to Pan, kept the 15th of February.-CICERO. And men have lost their reason! Bear with me; | But yesterday, the word of Cæsar, might Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, But here's a parchment, with the seal of Cæsar. ¦ And they would go, and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, | And, dying, mention it within their wills, I Unto their issue. I If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. | "I was on a summer's evening, in his tent :| Look! in this place, ran Cassius' dag ger through:1 See what a rent the envious Casca made: | Through this, the well-beloved Bru'tus stabb'd ; | The meanest man is now too high to do reverence to Cæsar. - Ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arms,, Then burst his mighty heart, And, in his mantle muffling up his face, | E'en at the base of Pompey's statue, (Which all the while ran blood!) great Cæsar fell. | They that have done this deed, are honorable! | But, as you know me all, a plain, blunt man, | And bid them speak for me. But, were I Brutus, a That is, flourished the sword. — STEEVENS. WOMAN. (R. H. TOWNSEND.) Sylph of the blue, and beaming eye! Of youth; | and all is pleasure there ! | An eye of gloom - | a brow of care. | With light, and melody, and song," When o'er his dark'ning brow, | the storm | When all around is clear, and bright', And pleasure lends her fairest charm; And man, enraptur'd with delight', | Feels, as he views, his bosom warm, Why glows his breast with joy profuse', And all his deeds, his rapture prove.? | It is, because the scene he views' | Through the bright rays of woman's love! |