III,1 <br />At the senate. Enter ARTEMIDORUS, CAESAR, PUBLIUS, DECIUS BRUTUS, CASCA, METELLUS, CASSIUS, BRUTUS. <br /> <br />ARTEMIDORUS: Caesar, if you don't know the reason of your illness, read my schedule and you will know it. <br />PUBLIUS: To accept schedules without evidence is impossible. <br />DECIUS BRUTUS: Trebonius has written a schedule rich in evidence. Caesar should read it. <br />CASCA: But Trebonius can not read or write! <br />METELLUS: I can not write, either, and so you, Casca, have written in my place. Now I am putting my signature and giving Caesar my schedule. <br />CAESAR: What about it? <br />METELLUS: My wife should be appointed frumentarious provider. I would like to be appointed myself but have an incompatible post. <br />CAESAR: Your post is inconsistent with virility. <br />BRUTUS: Caesar, you should agree with us. We have the republic at heart. <br />CASCA: We have not Caesar at heart. (He stabs Caesar) <br />CAESAR: You crazy, Casca! This is only a little cut. <br />BRUTUS: As praetor I shall complete the work. Then, all together! <br />CAESAR: Brutus, you are not clever. I shall not oppose fate. (He falls at the feet of the statue of Pompey, pulls the cloak over his head and dies) <br />CASSIUS: Now we can share the Caesar's post.<br /><br />Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/f-julius-caesar-the-caesar-s-death/
