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Julius Caesar

Act II, Scene 4

Another part of the same street, before the house of BRUTUS.
 
[Enter PORTIA and LUCIUS]
 
PORTIA
          ,       ,     ,            ,        ,
      I prith|ee boy,| run to | the sen|ate house,
        T   T   .  T       ,        ,           ,
      Stay not to ans|wer me,| but get | thee gone.
            ,           ,
      Why dost | thou stay?
 
LUCIUS
                                ,        ,        x
                           To know | my er|rand madam.
 
PORTIA
          ,           ,           ,           ,       ,
      I would | have had | thee there | and here | again
          ,         ,           ,            ,            ,
      Ere I | can tell | thee what | thou shouldst | do there:
          ,      ,         ,       ,         ,
      O const|ancy,| be strong | upon | my side,
                ,    ,          ,          ,            ,
      Set a / huge mount|ain 'tween | my heart | and tongue:
          ,        ,       ,            ,         ,
      I have | a man's | mind, but | a wom|an's might:
            ,        ,        ,    2     ,      ,
      How hard | it is | for wom|en to keep | counsel.
       ,           ,
      Art thou | here yet?
 
LUCIUS
                            ,        ,              ,
                           Madam,| what should | I do?
       ,            ,    ,         ,         ,
      Run to | the cap|itol,| and noth|ing else?
           ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      And so | return | to you,| and noth|ing else?
 
PORTIA
       T     T    .   T     ,              ,           ,
      Yes, bring me word | boy, if | thy lord | look^well,  ??
           ,          ,       ,           ,           ,
      For he | went sick|ly forth:| and take | good^note
            ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      What Cae|sar doth,| what suit|ors press | to him.
       __    ___          ,          ,    oo
      Hark | boy,| what noise | is that?|
 
LUCIUS
                  ,    ,
      I hear* / none, mad|am.
 
PORTIA
                               ,        ,       ,
                             Prith|ee list|en well:
          ,         ,        ,       ,        ,
      I heard | a bust|ling rum|or like | a fray,
                  ,    ,           ,         ,    ,
      And the / wind brings | it from | the cap|itol.
 
LUCIUS
        ,    ,           __     ,        oo
      Sooth mad/am, I | hear | nothing.|
 
[Enter the Soothsayer]
 
PORTIA
             ,      ,         ,           ,           ,
      Come hith|er fel|low, which | way hast | thou been?
 
SOOTHSAYER
        2      ,      ,             ,
      At mine own | house, good* | lady.
 
PORTIA
                                              x         ,
                                       What is it | o'clock?
 
SOOTHSAYER
         ,          ,      ,      ,     oo
      About | the ninth | hour | lady.|
 
PORTIA
          ,       ,      ,            ,    ,
      Is Cae|sar yet | gone to | the cap|itol?
 
SOOTHSAYER
        Tx   T   T       ,        ,         ,
      Madam not yet,| I go | to take | my stand,
          ,          ,     ,           ,    ,
      To see | him pass | on to | the cap|itol.
 
PORTIA
             ,           ,        ,         ,          ,
      Thou hast | some suit | to Cae|sar, hast | thou not?
 
SOOTHSAYER
        ,        ,   ,       2             ,      ,
      That I | have la/dy, if it | will please | Caesar
          ,        ,        ,         2       ,   ,
      To be | so good | to Cae|sar, as to / hear me:
      ,             ,          ,        ,          ,
      I shall | beseech | him to | befriend | himself.
 
PORTIA
             ,       ,   2      ,       ,          ,
      Why knowst | thou any | harms in|tended | towards him?
 
SOOTHSAYER
        ,             ,          ,
      None that | I know | will be,
        ,             ,           ,
      Much that | I fear | may chance:  (tri with prev)
        ,   ,         2       ,           ,         ,
      Good mor/row to you:| Here the | street is | narrow:
             ,           ,        ,       ,         ,
      The throng | that fol|lows Cae|sar at | the heels,
          ,     ,         ,         ,        ,       2->
      Of sen|ators,| of praet|ors, com|mon suit||ors,    ??
             ,        ,       ,        ,          ,
      Will crowd | a feeb|le man |(almost) | to death:
            ,        ,   .   T     T    T          ,
      I'll get | me to | a place more void,| and there
        ,          ,    ,                ,      ,
      Speak to | great Cae/sar as | he comes along.
 
[Exit]
 
PORTIA
          ,        ,
      I must | go in:
                            ,         ,        ,
                      Aye* me!| how weak | a thing
            ,         ,      ,   _    ,
      The heart | of wom|an is.| O | Brutus,
            ,        ,           ,          ,      ,
      The heav|ens speed | thee in | thine^ent|erprise.
        T   .   T    T           ,       ,        ,
      Sure the boy heard | me: Brut|us hath | a suit
            ,              ,    ,     ,              ,
      That Cae|sar will / not grant.| O, I | grow* faint:
       ,   ,                  ,        ,        ,
      Run Luc/ius, and | commend | me to | my lord,
       ,          ,        ,        ,      ,
      Say I | am mer|ry; come | to me | again,
            ,          ,          ,         ,         ,
      And bring | me word | what he | doth say | to thee.
 
[Exeunt severally] 

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