Rome. A public place.
Enter SICINIUS and BRUTUS
We hear not of him, neither need we fear him;
His remedies are tame i’ the present peace
And quietness of the people, which before
Were in wild hurry. Here do we make his friends
5Blush that the world goes well, who rather had,
Though they themselves did suffer by’t, behold
Dissentious numbers pestering streets than see
Our tradesmen with in their shops and going
About their functions friendly.
10We stood to’t in good time.
’Tis he, ’tis he: O, he is grown most kind of late.
Hail to you both!
Is not much miss’d, but with his friends:
The commonwealth doth stand, and so would do,
Were he more angry at it.
All’s well; and might have been much better, if
20He could have temporized.