Read the excerpt from act 2, scene 1, of Julius Caesar.[PORTIA.] It will not let you eat, nor talk, nor sleep, And could it work so much upon your shape As it hath much prevailed on your condition, I should not know you Brutus. Dear my lord, Make me acquainted with your cause of grief.BRUTUS. I am not well in health, and that is all.PORTIA. Brutus is wise, and, were he not in health, He would embrace the means to come by it. . . .[PORTIA.] You have some sick offence within your mind Which by the right and virtue of my place, I ought to know of.