Act 2, Scene 1
Enter BRUTUS in his orchard
BRUTUS enters in his orchard.
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BRUTUS
What, Lucius, ho!—
I cannot by the progress of the stars
Give guess how near to day.—Lucius, I say!—
I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.—
When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say! What, Lucius!
BRUTUS
Lucius, are you there? I can’t tell by the position of the stars
how near it is to daybreak—Lucius, are you there? I wish I had
that weakness, to sleep too soundly. Come on, Lucius! Wake
up, I say! Lucius!
Enter LUCIUS
LUCIUS enters.
LUCIUS
Called you, my lord?
LUCIUS
Did you call me, my lord?
BRUTUS
Get me a taper in my study, Lucius.
When it is lighted, come and call me here.
BRUTUS
Put a candle in my study, Lucius. Call me when it’s lit.
LUCIUS
I will, my lord.
LUCIUS
I will, my lord.
Exit LUCIUS
LUCIUS exits.
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BRUTUS
It must be by his death, and for my part
I know no personal cause to spurn at him
But for the general. He would be crowned.
How that might change his nature, there’s the question.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder
And that craves wary walking. Crown him that,
BRUTUS
The only way is to kill Caesar. I have no personal reason to
strike at him—only the best interest of the people. He wants to
be crowned. The question is, how would being king change
him? Evil can come from good, just as poisonous snakes tend
to come out into the open on bright sunny days—which means
we have to walk carefully. If we crown him, I have to admit
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