| 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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