I 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.

What is your name?

Whither are you going?

Where do you dwell?

Are you a married man or a bachelor?

Answer every man directly.

Ay, and briefly.

Ay, and wisely.

Ay, and truly, you were best.

What 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.

That's as much as to say, they are fools that marry:
you'll bear me a bang for that, I fear. Proceed; directly.

Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral.

As a friend or an enemy?

As a friend.

That matter is answered directly.

For your dwelling,--briefly.

Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol.

Your name, sir, truly.

Truly, my name is Cinna.

Tear him to pieces; he's a conspirator.

I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.

Tear him for his bad verses, tear him for his bad verses.

I am not Cinna the conspirator.

It is no matter, his name's Cinna; pluck but his
name out of his heart, and turn him going.

Tear 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!