Julius Caesar
Shakescleare Translation

Julius Caesar Translation Act 3, Scene 3

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CINNA THE POET enters, followed by PLEBEIANS.

CINNA THE POET

I dreamt tonight that I did feast with Caesar, And things unlucky charge my fantasy. I have no will to wander forth of doors, Yet something leads me forth.

CINNA THE POET

I dreamed last night that I was feasting with Caesar, and ominous signs filled my mind. I have no desire to walk around outdoors, yet something leads me out.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

What is your name?

FIRST PLEBEIAN

What’s your name?

SECOND PLEBEIAN

Whither are you going?

SECOND PLEBEIAN

Where are you going?

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Where do you dwell?

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Where do you live?

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Are you a married man or a bachelor?

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Are you married or single?

SECOND PLEBEIAN

Answer every man directly.

SECOND PLEBEIAN

Answer each one of us right now.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

Ay, and briefly.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

Yes, and quickly.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Ay, and wisely.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Yes, and wisely.

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Ay, and truly, you were best.

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Yes, and be truthful, or else.

CINNA THE POET

What is my name? Whither am I going? Where do I dwell? Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly—wisely I say,I am a bachelor.

CINNA THE POET

What’s my name? Where am I going? Where do I live? Am I married or single? Then, to answer every man quickly, wisely, and truthfully—wisely, I say, I am single.

SECOND PLEBEIAN

That’s as much as to say they are fools that marry. You’ll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed, directly.

SECOND PLEBEIAN

That's like saying that anyone who marries is a fool. I'm afraid you’ll get a beating from me for that. Continue, right now.

CINNA THE POET

Directly, I am going to Caesar’s funeral.

CINNA THE POET

Right now, I’m going to Caesar’s funeral.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

As a friend or an enemy?

FIRST PLEBEIAN

As a friend or an enemy?

CINNA THE POET

As a friend.

CINNA THE POET

As a friend.

SECOND PLEBEIAN

That matter is answered directly.

SECOND PLEBEIAN

He answered that question straightforwardly.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

For your dwelling—briefly.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

And where do you live—quickly.

CINNA THE POET

Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

CINNA THE POET

Quickly, I live near the Capitol.

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Your name, sir, truly.

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Tell us your name, sir, truthfully.

CINNA THE POET

Truly, my name is Cinna.

CINNA THE POET

Truthfully, my name is Cinna.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

Tear him to pieces. He’s a conspirator.

FIRST PLEBEIAN

Tear him to pieces. He’s a conspirator.

CINNA THE POET

I am Cinna the poet. I am Cinna the poet.

CINNA THE POET

I am Cinna the poet. I am Cinna the poet.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Tear him for his bad verses! Tear him for his bad verses!

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

Tear him apart for his bad poetry. Tear him apart for his bad poetry.

CINNA THE POET

I am not Cinna the conspirator.

CINNA THE POET

I am not Cinna the conspirator.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

It is no matter. His name’s Cinna. Pluck but his name out of his heart and turn him going.

FOURTH PLEBEIAN

It doesn’t matter. His name’s Cinna. Rip only his name out of his heart, and send him away.

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Tear him, tear him! Come, brands, ho! Firebrands: to Brutus', to Cassius', burn all. Some to Decius' house and some to Casca’s. Some to Ligarius'. Away, go!

THIRD PLEBEIAN

Tear him apart, tear him apart! Come, firebrands: let's go to Brutus’ house; then to Cassius’s house; let’s burn them all. Some of you go to Decius’s house, and some to Casca’s. Some to Ligarius’. Get going. Go!

The PLEBEIANS exit, dragging CINNA THE POET.