back to 3.2 skip to 4.1 Julius Caesar Act 3, Scene 3 Enter CINNA the poet Cinna the PoetI dreamt to-night 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. Enter Citizens First CitizenWhat is your name? Second CitizenWhither are you going? Third CitizenWhere do you dwell? Fourth CitizenAre you a married man or a bachelor? Second CitizenAnswer every man directly. First CitizenAy, and briefly. Fourth CitizenAy, and wisely. Third CitizenAy, and truly, you were best. Cinna the PoetWhat 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. Second CitizenThat’s as much as to say, they are fools that marry: you’ll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly. Cinna the PoetDirectly, I am going to Caesar’s funeral. First CitizenAs a friend or an enemy? Cinna the PoetAs a friend. Second CitizenThat matter is answered directly. Fourth CitizenFor your dwelling,—briefly. Cinna the PoetBriefly, I dwell by the Capitol. Third CitizenYour name, sir, truly. Cinna the PoetTruly, my name is Cinna. First CitizenTear him to pieces; he’s a conspirator. Cinna the PoetI am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. Fourth CitizenTear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses. Cinna the PoetI am not Cinna the conspirator. Fourth CitizenIt is no matter, his name’s Cinna; pluck but his name out of his heart, and turn him going. Third CitizenTear him, tear him! Come, brands ho! fire-brands: to Brutus’, to Cassius’; burn all: some to Decius’ house, and some to Casca’s; some to Ligarius’: away, go! Exeunt Julius Caesar Act 3, Scene 3