“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.
SCENE IV. Another part of the same street, before the house of Brutus.
Enter Portia and Lucius.”