But to bring in the _Devil_ playing at Push-pin with the World, or like _Domitian_ catching Flies, that is to say, doing nothing to the purpose; this is not only deluding our selves, but putting a Slur upon the _Devil_ himself; and, I say, I shall not dishonour Satan so much as to suppose any thing in it: However, as I must have a care too how I take away the proper Materials of Winter Evening Frippery, and leave the good Wives nothing of the Devil to fright the Children with, I shall carry the weighty Point no farther. No doubt the _Devil_ and Dr. _Faustus_ were very intimate; I should rob you of a very significant [6] Proverb, if I should so much as doubt it; no doubt the _Devil_ shew'd himself in the Glass to that fair Lady who look'd in it to see where to place her Patches; but then it should follow too that the _Devil_ is an Enemy to the Ladies wearing Patches, and that has some Difficulties in it which we cannot so easily reconcile; but we must tell the Story, and leave out the Consequences. But to come to more remarkable Things, and in which the _Devil_ has thought fit to act in a Figure more suitable to his Dignity, and on Occasions consistent with himself; take the Story of the Appearance of _Julius Caesar_, or the _Devil_ assuming that murthered _Emperor_, to the great _Marcus Brutus_, who notwithstanding all the good Things said to justify it, was no less than a King-killer and an Assassinator, which we in our Language call by a very good Name, and peculiar to the _English_ Tongue, a _Ruffian_. The Spectre had certainly the Appearance of _Caesar_, with his Wounds bleeding fresh, as if he had just receiv'd the fatal Blow; he had reproach'd him with his Ingratitude, with a _Tu Brute! tu quoque, mi fili_: "What Thou _Brutus_! Thou, my adopted Son!" Now History seems to agree universally, not only in the Story itself, but in the Circumstances of it; we have only to observe that the _Devil_ had certainly Power to assume, not a human Shape only, but the Shape of _Julius Caesar_ in particular. Had _Brutus_ been a timorous _Conscience-harry'd_, weak-headed Wretch, had he been under the Horror of the Guilt, and terrify'd with the Dangers that were before him at that time, we might suggest that he was over-run with the Vapours, that the Terrors which were upon his Mind disorder'd him, that his Head was delirious and prepossess'd, and that his Fancy only plac'd _Caesar_ so continually in his Eye, that it realiz'd him to his Imagination, and he believ'd he saw him; with many other suggested Difficulties to invalidate the Story, and render the Reality of it doubtful.