Speeches (Lines) for Casca in "The Tragedy of Julius Caesar"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 I / 2
  • Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.
  • Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.
  • Caesar. Calpurnia!

    Casca. Peace, ho! Caesar speaks.

2 I / 2
  • Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
  • Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
  • Caesar. Ha! who calls?

    Casca. Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!

3 I / 2
  • You pull'd me by the cloak; would you speak with me?
  • You pull'd me by the cloak; would you speak with me?
  • Caesar. Would he were fatter! But I fear him not:
    Yet if my name were liable to fear,
    I do not know the man I should avoid
    So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;
    He is a great observer and he looks
    Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays,
    As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music;
    Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort
    As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit
    That could be moved to smile at any thing.
    Such men as he be never at heart's ease
    Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
    And therefore are they very dangerous.
    I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd
    Than what I fear; for always I am Caesar.
    Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf,
    And tell me truly what thou think'st of him.

    Casca. You pull'd me by the cloak; would you speak with me?

4 I / 2
  • Why, you were with him, were you not?
  • Why, you were with him, were you not?
  • Brutus. Ay, Casca; tell us what hath chanced to-day,
    That Caesar looks so sad.

    Casca. Why, you were with him, were you not?

5 I / 2
  • Why, there was a crown offered him: and being
    offered him, he put it by with...
  • Why, there was a crown offered him: and being
    offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand,
    thus; and then the people fell a-shouting.
  • Brutus. I should not then ask Casca what had chanced.

    Casca. Why, there was a crown offered him: and being
    offered him, he put it by with the back of his hand,
    thus; and then the people fell a-shouting.

6 I / 2
  • Why, for that too.
  • Why, for that too.
  • Brutus. What was the second noise for?

    Casca. Why, for that too.

7 I / 2
  • Why, for that too.
  • Why, for that too.
  • Cassius. They shouted thrice: what was the last cry for?

    Casca. Why, for that too.

8 I / 2
  • Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every
    time gentler than other, an...
  • Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every
    time gentler than other, and at every putting-by
    mine honest neighbours shouted.
  • Brutus. Was the crown offered him thrice?

    Casca. Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every
    time gentler than other, and at every putting-by
    mine honest neighbours shouted.

9 I / 2
  • Why, Antony.
  • Why, Antony.
  • Cassius. Who offered him the crown?

    Casca. Why, Antony.

10 I / 2
  • I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it:
    it was mere foolery; I did...
  • I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it:
    it was mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark
    Antony offer him a crown;--yet 'twas not a crown
    neither, 'twas one of these coronets;--and, as I told
    you, he put it by once: but, for all that, to my
    thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he
    offered it to him again; then he put it by again:
    but, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his
    fingers off it. And then he offered it the third
    time; he put it the third time by: and still as he
    refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their
    chapped hands and threw up their sweaty night-caps
    and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because
    Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked
    Caesar; for he swounded and fell down at it: and
    for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of
    opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
  • Brutus. Tell us the manner of it, gentle Casca.

    Casca. I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it:
    it was mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark
    Antony offer him a crown;--yet 'twas not a crown
    neither, 'twas one of these coronets;--and, as I told
    you, he put it by once: but, for all that, to my
    thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he
    offered it to him again; then he put it by again:
    but, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his
    fingers off it. And then he offered it the third
    time; he put it the third time by: and still as he
    refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their
    chapped hands and threw up their sweaty night-caps
    and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because
    Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked
    Caesar; for he swounded and fell down at it: and
    for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of
    opening my lips and receiving the bad air.

11 I / 2
  • He fell down in the market-place, and foamed at
    mouth, and was speechless.
  • He fell down in the market-place, and foamed at
    mouth, and was speechless.
  • Cassius. But, soft, I pray you: what, did Caesar swound?

    Casca. He fell down in the market-place, and foamed at
    mouth, and was speechless.

12 I / 2
  • I know not what you mean by that; but, I am sure,
    Caesar fell down. If the t...
  • I know not what you mean by that; but, I am sure,
    Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not
    clap him and hiss him, according as he pleased and
    displeased them, as they use to do the players in
    the theatre, I am no true man.
  • Cassius. No, Caesar hath it not; but you and I,
    And honest Casca, we have the falling sickness.

    Casca. I know not what you mean by that; but, I am sure,
    Caesar fell down. If the tag-rag people did not
    clap him and hiss him, according as he pleased and
    displeased them, as they use to do the players in
    the theatre, I am no true man.

13 I / 2
  • Marry, before he fell down, when he perceived the
    common herd was glad he re...
  • Marry, before he fell down, when he perceived the
    common herd was glad he refused the crown, he
    plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his
    throat to cut. An I had been a man of any
    occupation, if I would not have taken him at a word,
    I would I might go to hell among the rogues. And so
    he fell. When he came to himself again, he said,
    If he had done or said any thing amiss, he desired
    their worships to think it was his infirmity. Three
    or four wenches, where I stood, cried 'Alas, good
    soul!' and forgave him with all their hearts: but
    there's no heed to be taken of them; if Caesar had
    stabbed their mothers, they would have done no less.
  • Brutus. What said he when he came unto himself?

    Casca. Marry, before he fell down, when he perceived the
    common herd was glad he refused the crown, he
    plucked me ope his doublet and offered them his
    throat to cut. An I had been a man of any
    occupation, if I would not have taken him at a word,
    I would I might go to hell among the rogues. And so
    he fell. When he came to himself again, he said,
    If he had done or said any thing amiss, he desired
    their worships to think it was his infirmity. Three
    or four wenches, where I stood, cried 'Alas, good
    soul!' and forgave him with all their hearts: but
    there's no heed to be taken of them; if Caesar had
    stabbed their mothers, they would have done no less.

14 I / 2
  • Ay.
  • Ay.
  • Brutus. And after that, he came, thus sad, away?

    Casca. Ay.

15 I / 2
  • Ay, he spoke Greek.
  • Ay, he spoke Greek.
  • Cassius. Did Cicero say any thing?

    Casca. Ay, he spoke Greek.

16 I / 2
  • Nay, an I tell you that, Ill ne'er look you i' the
    face again: but those tha...
  • Nay, an I tell you that, Ill ne'er look you i' the
    face again: but those that understood him smiled at
    one another and shook their heads; but, for mine own
    part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more
    news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs
    off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you
    well. There was more foolery yet, if I could
    remember it.
  • Cassius. To what effect?

    Casca. Nay, an I tell you that, Ill ne'er look you i' the
    face again: but those that understood him smiled at
    one another and shook their heads; but, for mine own
    part, it was Greek to me. I could tell you more
    news too: Marullus and Flavius, for pulling scarfs
    off Caesar's images, are put to silence. Fare you
    well. There was more foolery yet, if I could
    remember it.

17 I / 2
  • No, I am promised forth.
  • No, I am promised forth.
  • Cassius. Will you sup with me to-night, Casca?

    Casca. No, I am promised forth.

18 I / 2
  • Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold and your dinner
    worth the eating.
  • Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold and your dinner
    worth the eating.
  • Cassius. Will you dine with me to-morrow?

    Casca. Ay, if I be alive and your mind hold and your dinner
    worth the eating.

19 I / 2
  • Do so. Farewell, both.
  • Do so. Farewell, both.
  • Cassius. Good: I will expect you.

    Casca. Do so. Farewell, both.

20 I / 3
  • Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth
    Shakes like a thing unfirm? O...
  • Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth
    Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,
    I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
    Have rived the knotty oaks, and I have seen
    The ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
    To be exalted with the threatening clouds:
    But never till to-night, never till now,
    Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
    Either there is a civil strife in heaven,
    Or else the world, too saucy with the gods,
    Incenses them to send destruction.
  • Cicero. Good even, Casca: brought you Caesar home?
    Why are you breathless? and why stare you so?

    Casca. Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth
    Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,
    I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
    Have rived the knotty oaks, and I have seen
    The ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
    To be exalted with the threatening clouds:
    But never till to-night, never till now,
    Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
    Either there is a civil strife in heaven,
    Or else the world, too saucy with the gods,
    Incenses them to send destruction.

21 I / 3
  • A common slave--you know him well by sight--
    Held up his left hand, which di...
  • A common slave--you know him well by sight--
    Held up his left hand, which did flame and burn
    Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand,
    Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd.
    Besides--I ha' not since put up my sword--
    Against the Capitol I met a lion,
    Who glared upon me, and went surly by,
    Without annoying me: and there were drawn
    Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
    Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw
    Men all in fire walk up and down the streets.
    And yesterday the bird of night did sit
    Even at noon-day upon the market-place,
    Hooting and shrieking. When these prodigies
    Do so conjointly meet, let not men say
    'These are their reasons; they are natural;'
    For, I believe, they are portentous things
    Unto the climate that they point upon.
  • Cicero. Why, saw you any thing more wonderful?

    Casca. A common slave--you know him well by sight--
    Held up his left hand, which did flame and burn
    Like twenty torches join'd, and yet his hand,
    Not sensible of fire, remain'd unscorch'd.
    Besides--I ha' not since put up my sword--
    Against the Capitol I met a lion,
    Who glared upon me, and went surly by,
    Without annoying me: and there were drawn
    Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
    Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw
    Men all in fire walk up and down the streets.
    And yesterday the bird of night did sit
    Even at noon-day upon the market-place,
    Hooting and shrieking. When these prodigies
    Do so conjointly meet, let not men say
    'These are their reasons; they are natural;'
    For, I believe, they are portentous things
    Unto the climate that they point upon.

22 I / 3
  • He doth; for he did bid Antonius
    Send word to you he would be there to-morro...
  • He doth; for he did bid Antonius
    Send word to you he would be there to-morrow.
  • Cicero. Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time:
    But men may construe things after their fashion,
    Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.
    Come Caesar to the Capitol to-morrow?

    Casca. He doth; for he did bid Antonius
    Send word to you he would be there to-morrow.

23 I / 3
  • Farewell, Cicero.
  • Farewell, Cicero.
  • Cicero. Good night then, Casca: this disturbed sky
    Is not to walk in.

    Casca. Farewell, Cicero.

24 I / 3
  • A Roman.
  • A Roman.
  • Cassius. Who's there?

    Casca. A Roman.

25 I / 3
  • Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this!
  • Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this!
  • Cassius. Casca, by your voice.

    Casca. Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this!

26 I / 3
  • Who ever knew the heavens menace so?
  • Who ever knew the heavens menace so?
  • Cassius. A very pleasing night to honest men.

    Casca. Who ever knew the heavens menace so?

27 I / 3
  • But wherefore did you so much tempt the heavens?
    It is the part of men to fe...
  • But wherefore did you so much tempt the heavens?
    It is the part of men to fear and tremble,
    When the most mighty gods by tokens send
    Such dreadful heralds to astonish us.
  • Cassius. Those that have known the earth so full of faults.
    For my part, I have walk'd about the streets,
    Submitting me unto the perilous night,
    And, thus unbraced, Casca, as you see,
    Have bared my bosom to the thunder-stone;
    And when the cross blue lightning seem'd to open
    The breast of heaven, I did present myself
    Even in the aim and very flash of it.

    Casca. But wherefore did you so much tempt the heavens?
    It is the part of men to fear and tremble,
    When the most mighty gods by tokens send
    Such dreadful heralds to astonish us.

28 I / 3
  • 'Tis Caesar that you mean; is it not, Cassius?
  • 'Tis Caesar that you mean; is it not, Cassius?
  • Cassius. You are dull, Casca, and those sparks of life
    That should be in a Roman you do want,
    Or else you use not. You look pale and gaze
    And put on fear and cast yourself in wonder,
    To see the strange impatience of the heavens:
    But if you would consider the true cause
    Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts,
    Why birds and beasts from quality and kind,
    Why old men fool and children calculate,
    Why all these things change from their ordinance
    Their natures and preformed faculties
    To monstrous quality,--why, you shall find
    That heaven hath infused them with these spirits,
    To make them instruments of fear and warning
    Unto some monstrous state.
    Now could I, Casca, name to thee a man
    Most like this dreadful night,
    That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars
    As doth the lion in the Capitol,
    A man no mightier than thyself or me
    In personal action, yet prodigious grown
    And fearful, as these strange eruptions are.

    Casca. 'Tis Caesar that you mean; is it not, Cassius?

29 I / 3
  • Indeed, they say the senators tomorrow
    Mean to establish Caesar as a king; <...
  • Indeed, they say the senators tomorrow
    Mean to establish Caesar as a king;
    And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
    In every place, save here in Italy.
  • Cassius. Let it be who it is: for Romans now
    Have thews and limbs like to their ancestors;
    But, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead,
    And we are govern'd with our mothers' spirits;
    Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish.

    Casca. Indeed, they say the senators tomorrow
    Mean to establish Caesar as a king;
    And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
    In every place, save here in Italy.

30 I / 3
  • So can I:
    So every bondman in his own hand bears
    The power to cancel his...
  • So can I:
    So every bondman in his own hand bears
    The power to cancel his captivity.
  • Cassius. I know where I will wear this dagger then;
    Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius:
    Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong;
    Therein, ye gods, you tyrants do defeat:
    Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
    Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron,
    Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;
    But life, being weary of these worldly bars,
    Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
    If I know this, know all the world besides,
    That part of tyranny that I do bear
    I can shake off at pleasure.

    Casca. So can I:
    So every bondman in his own hand bears
    The power to cancel his captivity.

31 I / 3
  • You speak to Casca, and to such a man
    That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, m...
  • You speak to Casca, and to such a man
    That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand:
    Be factious for redress of all these griefs,
    And I will set this foot of mine as far
    As who goes farthest.
  • Cassius. And why should Caesar be a tyrant then?
    Poor man! I know he would not be a wolf,
    But that he sees the Romans are but sheep:
    He were no lion, were not Romans hinds.
    Those that with haste will make a mighty fire
    Begin it with weak straws: what trash is Rome,
    What rubbish and what offal, when it serves
    For the base matter to illuminate
    So vile a thing as Caesar! 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 arm'd,
    And dangers are to me indifferent.

    Casca. You speak to Casca, and to such a man
    That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand:
    Be factious for redress of all these griefs,
    And I will set this foot of mine as far
    As who goes farthest.

32 I / 3
  • Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste.
  • Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste.
  • Cassius. There's a bargain made.
    Now know you, Casca, I have moved already
    Some certain of the noblest-minded Romans
    To undergo with me an enterprise
    Of honourable-dangerous consequence;
    And I do know, by this, they stay for me
    In Pompey's porch: for now, this fearful night,
    There is no stir or walking in the streets;
    And the complexion of the element
    In favour's like the work we have in hand,
    Most bloody, fiery, and most terrible.

    Casca. Stand close awhile, for here comes one in haste.

33 I / 3
  • O, he sits high in all the people's hearts:
    And that which would appear offe...
  • O, he sits high in all the people's hearts:
    And that which would appear offence in us,
    His countenance, like richest alchemy,
    Will change to virtue and to worthiness.
  • Cassius. That done, repair to Pompey's theatre.
    [Exit CINNA]
    Come, Casca, you and I will yet ere day
    See Brutus at his house: three parts of him
    Is ours already, and the man entire
    Upon the next encounter yields him ours.

    Casca. O, he sits high in all the people's hearts:
    And that which would appear offence in us,
    His countenance, like richest alchemy,
    Will change to virtue and to worthiness.

34 II / 1
  • No.
  • No.
  • Decius Brutus. Here lies the east: doth not the day break here?

    Casca. No.

35 II / 1
  • You shall confess that you are both deceived.
    Here, as I point my sword, the...
  • You shall confess that you are both deceived.
    Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises,
    Which is a great way growing on the south,
    Weighing the youthful season of the year.
    Some two months hence up higher toward the north
    He first presents his fire; and the high east
    Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.
  • Cinna. O, pardon, sir, it doth; and yon gray lines
    That fret the clouds are messengers of day.

    Casca. You shall confess that you are both deceived.
    Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises,
    Which is a great way growing on the south,
    Weighing the youthful season of the year.
    Some two months hence up higher toward the north
    He first presents his fire; and the high east
    Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.

36 II / 1
  • Let us not leave him out.
  • Let us not leave him out.
  • Cassius. But what of Cicero? shall we sound him?
    I think he will stand very strong with us.

    Casca. Let us not leave him out.

37 II / 1
  • Indeed he is not fit.
  • Indeed he is not fit.
  • Cassius. Then leave him out.

    Casca. Indeed he is not fit.

38 III / 1
  • Speak, hands for me!
    [CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and
    BRU...
  • Speak, hands for me!
    [CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and
    BRUTUS stab CAESAR]
  • Caesar. Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?

    Casca. Speak, hands for me!
    [CASCA first, then the other Conspirators and
    BRUTUS stab CAESAR]

39 III / 1
  • Go to the pulpit, Brutus.
  • Go to the pulpit, Brutus.
  • Brutus. People and senators, be not affrighted;
    Fly not; stand stiff: ambition's debt is paid.

    Casca. Go to the pulpit, Brutus.

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