The Tragedy of Julius Caesar: ACT II
Introduction ACT I ACT II SCENE I. Rome. BRUTUS's orchard. SCENE II. CAESAR's house. SCENE III. A street near the Capitol. SCENE IV. Another part of the same street, before the house of BRUTUS. ACT III ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE IV. Another part of the same street, before the house of BRUTUS. Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS PORTIA       I prithee, boy, run to the senate-house;       Stay not to answer me, but get thee gone:       Why dost thou stay? LUCIUS       To know my errand, madam. PORTIA 5     I would have had thee there, and here again,       Ere I can tell thee what thou shouldst do there.       O constancy, be strong upon my side,       Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue!       I have a man's mind, but a woman's might. 10    How hard it is for women to keep counsel!       Art thou here yet? LUCIUS       Madam, what should I do?       Run to the Capitol, and nothing else?       And so return to you, and nothing else? PORTIA 15    Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well,       For he went sickly forth: and take good note       What Caesar doth, what suitors press to him.       Hark, boy! what noise is that? LUCIUS       I hear none, madam. PORTIA 20    Prithee, listen well;       I heard a bustling rumour, like a fray,       And the wind brings it from the Capitol. LUCIUS       Sooth, madam, I hear nothing. Enter the Soothsayer PORTIA       Come hither, fellow: which way hast thou been? Soothsayer 25    At mine own house, good lady. PORTIA       What is't o'clock? Soothsayer       About the ninth hour, lady. PORTIA       Is Caesar yet gone to the Capitol? Soothsayer       Madam, not yet: I go to take my stand, 30    To see him pass on to the Capitol. PORTIA       Thou hast some suit to Caesar, hast thou not? Soothsayer       That I have, lady: if it will please Caesar       To be so good to Caesar as to hear me,       I shall beseech him to befriend himself. PORTIA 35    Why, know'st thou any harm's intended towards him? Soothsayer       None that I know will be, much that I fear may chance.       Good morrow to you. Here the street is narrow:       The throng that follows Caesar at the heels,       Of senators, of praetors, common suitors, 40    Will crowd a feeble man almost to death:       I'll get me to a place more void, and there       Speak to great Caesar as he comes along. Exit PORTIA       I must go in. Ay me, how weak a thing       The heart of woman is! O Brutus, 45    The heavens speed thee in thine enterprise!       Sure, the boy heard me: Brutus hath a suit       That Caesar will not grant. O, I grow faint.       Run, Lucius, and commend me to my lord;       Say I am merry: come to me again, 50    And bring me word what he doth say to thee. Exeunt severally Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene