When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

Stir up their servants to an act of rage

They are all welcome. What watchful cares do interpose themselves Betwixt your eyes and night?

Then, lest he may, prevent. And since the quarrel Will bear no color for the thing he is, Fashion it thus: that what he is, augmented, Would run to these and these extremities; And therefore think him as a serpent's egg — (Brutus)Then, in case he is, we should prevent his ascent. Since this accusation would not be supported by how he is now, the argument against him should be fashioned in this way: given what he is now, with the addition of the power of a crown, will lead to excessive behavior. Therefore, think of him as a snake's egg, which, while not dangerous as it is, will inevitably become deadly as all snakes are. So it would be better to kill him in the shell.[Re-enter Lucius]LuciusThe candle's been lit in your study, sir. While I was looking on the windowsill for a piece of flint, I found this paper sealed up like this, and I'm positive it wasn't there when I went to bed.[Gives him the letter]Which, hatched, would, as his kind, grow mischievous — And kill him in the shell.

Let us go, For it is after midnight, and ere day We will awake him and be sure of him.

But, O grief, Where hast thou led me? I perhaps speak this Before a willing bondman; then I know My answer must be made. But I am armed, And dangers are to me indifferent.

All but Metellus Cimber; and he's gone To seek you at your house. Well, I will hie, And so bestow these papers as you bade me.

And I will set this foot of mine as far As who goes farthest.

Brutus, I do observe you now of late; I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have. You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand Over your friend that loves you.

These growing feathers plucked from Caesar's wing Will make him fly an ordinary pitch,Word Nerd"pitch"[Click to launch video] Who else would soar above the view of men And keep us all in servile fearfulness.

But wherefore art not in thy shop today? Why dost thou lead these men about the streets?

What trade, thou knave? Thou naughty knave, what trade? Cobbler Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet,Wordplay“out”The cobbler asks Marullus not to be out with him, which means he doesn't want Marullus to be angry with him. But when he continues, "if you be out, sir, I can mend you", Marullus thinks that the cobbler is being insolent in saying that he's going to set Marullus right by getting rid of his anger. However, in the cobbler's trade, the expression "out at heel" refers to a shoe so worn that the heel is protruding from it. The double meaning here means that the phrase could just be an offer by the cobbler to mend Marullus' shoes if they need it.Wordplay“out” if you be out, sir, I can mend you. Marullus CobblerSir, it’s a trade that I hope to practice with a good conscience. Indeed, sir, my trade is to mend bad soles.MarullusWhat’s your trade, you peasant? You impertinent peasant, what trade is it?CobblerPlease, sir, don’t have it out with me. Although if you have worn out, sir, I can fix that for you.MarullusWhat do you mean? You want to fix my attitude, do you, you insolent fellow?CobblerWhy no sir, I meant that I could cobble you—mend your shoes if they are out.FlaviusAh, so you’re a cobbler, a shoe repairman, aren’t you?CobblerTruly, sir, all I make my living with is the awl. I don’t involve myself with tradesmen matters, you know, union affairs. Nor do I meddle in women’s matters, if you get my meaning. But, you could say that in my trade, I deal with all. Indeed, sir, I’m like a surgeon for old shoes. When they’re in danger, I bring them to a full recovery. Some of the best men who have ever worn calfskin shoes have walked on my work.What mean’st thou by that? Mend me, thou saucy fellow! Cobbler Why, sir, cobble you. Flavius Thou art a cobbler, art thou?