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Lig.1 But are not some whole that we must make sick?

Bru. That must we also. What it is, my

Caius,

I shall unfold to thee, as we are going

To whom it must be done.

Lig.2

[Thunder, distantly Set on your foot,

nd with a heart new-fir'd I follow

you,

> do I know not what: but it sufficeth

at Brutus leads me on.

feminine interest of this drama dominates the underplot of the tragedy, because the two women are so noble.

1This is a fib.

2What a kindly rebuke.

3Brutus rises; he cannot stand cross-questioning; conspirators rarely can.

And too impatiently stamp'd with your foot;
Yet I insisted; yet you answer'd not,
But, with an angry wafture of your hand,
Gave sign for me to leave you: so I did;
Fearing to strengthen that impatience
Which seem'd too much enkindled, and withal
Hoping it was but an effect of humour,
Which sometime hath his hour with every man.
It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep,
And could it work so much upon your shape
As it hath much prevail'd on your condition,
I should not know you, Brutus. Dear my lord,
Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.
Bru.1 I am not well in health, and that is
all.

Por. Brutus is wise, and, were he not in health,

He would embrace the means to come by it.
Bru. Why, so I do. Good Portia, go to bed.
Por. Is Brutus sick? and is it physical
To walk unbraced and suck up the humours
Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick,
And will he steal out of his wholesome bed,
To dare the vile contagion of the night
And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air

1Brutus naturally turns away confused to RC; Portia rises and follows him.

2She kneels: Brutus would prevent her but she persists.

This strikes home. Brutus starts as if it were impossible that the conference were overheard. He tries hard to lift her from her knees.

5

"It is possible this word was “kneel,” but she rises and almost exhausted sits again on bench; Brutus tries to soothe her.

"These two great people adored each other. Brutus, no longer able to resist the appeal of such a noble woman, takes her lovingly and with a great outburst to his heart.

Note. The neglect of Shakespeare by the women of to-day has often occurred to me as pitiful: No man since the Evangelist has so exalted woman and placed her right in the world's affairs, public and domestic, as this great Dramatist.