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FLAVIUS:
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It is no matter; let no images(70)
Be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll about,
And drive away the vulgar from the streets;
So do you too, where you perceive them thick.
These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar's wing
Will make him fly an ordinary pitch,(75)
Who else would soar above the view of men
And keep us all in servile fearfulness.
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FLAVIUS:
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It doesn’t matter; don’t let the statues
Be hung with Caesar's trophies. I'll go around
And drive the low people away from the streets;
You do this too, where you see many of them gathered together.
These people who are showing such support for Caesar
Will make him think he is higher than he is,
That he is above ordinary men,
And he’ll keep us all in slavery and fear.
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