Julius Caesar Act 1 Scene 1 #4
Montāžas Teksta
- Get back to work, wasting your time roaming the streets. I feel embarrassed for you.
- Well, sir I appreciate your concern but I am making well use of my time, wearing out their shoes and get myself more work. Seriously, though, we took the day off to see Caesar, sir, and celebrate his triumph
- Oh you sick hypocrites. What victory does he bring home? What foreign lands has he conquered and captive foreigners chained to his chariot wheels? You blockheads, you unfeeling men! You hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, didn’t you know Pompey? Many times you climbed up on walls and battlements, towers and windows—even chimney tops—with your babies in your arms, and sat there patiently all day waiting to see great Pompey ride through the streets of Rome. And when you caught a glimpse of his chariot, didn’t you shout so loud that the river Tiber shook as it echoed? And now you put on your best clothes? And now you take a holiday? And now you toss flowers in the path of Caesar, who comes in triumph over Pompey’s defeated sons? Go home! Run to your houses, fall on your knees, and pray to the gods to spare you the paint hat you deserve for such ingratitude.
- Go, go, good countrymen, and to make up for having done wrong, gather up all the poor men like yourselves, lead them to the Tiber, and weep into the river until it overflows its banks.
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