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THE TRAGEDIE OF IVLIVS CAESAR.
Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.
Enter Flauius, Murellus, and certaine Commoners ouer the Stage.
Hence: home you idle Creatures, get you home: Is this a Holiday? What, know you not (Being Mechanicall) you ought not walke Vpon a labouring day, without the signe Of your Profession? Speake, what Trade art thou?
Why Sir, a Carpenter.
Where is thy Leather Apron, and thy Rule? What dost thou with thy best Apparrell on? You sir, what Trade are you?
Truely Sir, in respect of a fine Workman, I am but as you would say, a Cobler.
But what Trade art thou? Answer me directly.
A Trade Sir, that I hope I may vse, with a safe Conscience, which is indeed Sir, a Mender of bad soules.
What Trade thou knaue? Thou naughty knaue, what Trade?
Nay I beseech you Sir, be not out with me: yet if you be out Sir, I can mend you.
What mean'st thou by that? Mend mee, thou sawcy Fellow?
Why sir, Cobble you.
Thou art a Cobler, art thou?
Truly sir, all that I liue by, is with the Aule: I meddl . . .
										
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