ACT II.
3. SCENE III.  A street near the Capitol.
 
[Enter Artemidorus, reading paper.] 
 
ARTEMIDORUS.
 
"Caesar, beware of Brutus; take heed of Cassius; come
 
not near Casca; have an eye to Cinna; trust not Trebonius; mark
 
well Metellus Cimber; Decius Brutus loves thee not; thou hast
 
wrong'd Caius Ligarius. There is but one mind in all these men,
 
and it is bent against Caesar. If thou be'st not immortal, look
 
about you: security gives way to conspiracy. The mighty gods
 
defend thee!
 
Thy lover, Artemidorus."
 
Here will I stand till Caesar pass along,
 
And as a suitor will I give him this.
 
My heart laments that virtue cannot live
 
Out of the teeth of emulation.--
 
If thou read this, O Caesar, thou mayest live;
 
If not, the Fates with traitors do contrive.
 
 
[Exit.] 
 
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