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Enter Cinna the poet, and after him the Plebeians.
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CINNA:
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I dreamt tonight that I did feast with Caesar,
And things unluckily charge my fantasy.
I have no will to wander forth of doors,
Yet something leads me forth.
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FIRST CITIZEN:
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What is your name?(5)
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SECOND CITIZEN:
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Whither are you going?
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THIRD CITIZEN:
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Where do you dwell?
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FOURTH CITIZEN:
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Are you a married man or a bachelor?
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SECOND CITIZEN:
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Answer every man directly.
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FIRST CITIZEN:
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Ay, and briefly.(10)
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FOURTH CITIZEN:
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Ay, and wisely.
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THIRD CITIZEN:
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Ay, and truly, you were best.
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CINNA:
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What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answer
every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor.(15)
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SECOND CITIZEN:
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That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry. You'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed directly.
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CINNA:
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Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral.
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FIRST CITIZEN:
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As a friend or an enemy?(20)
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CINNA:
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As a friend.
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SECOND CITIZEN:
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That matter is answered directly.
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FOURTH CITIZEN:
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For your dwelling, briefly.
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CINNA:
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Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.
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THIRD CITIZEN:
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Your name, sir, truly.(25)
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CINNA:
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Truly, my name is Cinna.
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FIRST CITIZEN:
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Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator.
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CINNA:
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I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.
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FOURTH CITIZEN:
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Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his
bad verses.(30)
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CINNA:
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I am not Cinna the conspirator.
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FOURTH CITIZEN:
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It is no matter, his name's Cinna. Pluck but
his name out of his heart, and turn him going.
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THIRD CITIZEN:
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Tear him, tear him! Come, brands, ho, fire-.
brands To Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all. Some to Decius'(35)
house, and some to Casca's, some to Ligarius'. Away, go!
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Exeunt all the Plebeians.
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