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The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Take thou what course thou wilt How now,
Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but be fellow?
hold

Enter a Servant.
Our Cæsar's vesture wounded? Look you here,

Serv. Sir, Octavius is already come to Rome. Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors. Ant. Where is he? 1 Cit. O piteous spectacle!

S rv. He and Lepidus are at Caesar's house. 2 Cit. O noble Cæsar!

Ant. And thither will I straight to visit him : 3 Cit. O woful day!

He comes upon a wish. Fortune is merry, 4 Cil. O traitors, villains !

And in this mood will give us any thing. 1 Cit. O most bloody sight!

Serv. I heard him say, Brutns and Cassius 2 Cit. We will be revenged:--revenge: about, Are rid like madmen through the gates of Rome. --seek,--burn--fire,- kill,-slay!- let not a

Ant. Belike, they had some notice of the Ant. Stay, countrymen, (traitor live.

people, 1 Cit. Peace there :-Hear the noble Antony. How I had mov'd them. Bring me to Octavius. 2 Cit. We'll hear him, we'll follow him, we'll

(Excuni. die with him.

(stir you up SCENE III. The same. A street. Ant. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not To such a sudden flood of mutiny.

Enter Cinna, the Poet. They, that have done this deed, are honourable;

Cin. I dreamt to-night, that I did feast with What private griefs they have, alas, I know not.

Cæsar,
That made them do it; they are wise and ho- And things unluckily charge my fantasy:
nourable,

I have no will to wander forth of doors,
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. Yet something leads me forth.
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts,

Enter Citizens.
I am no orator, as Brutus is:

1 Cit. What is your name? But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,

2 ('it. Whither are you going? That love my friend; and that they know full

3 Cit. Where do you dwell? well

4 Cit. Are you a married man, or a bachelor ? That gave me publick leave to speak of him.

2 Cit. Answer every man directly. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,

1 Cit. Ay, and briefly. Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,

4 Cit. Ay, and wisely. To stir men's blood : I only speak right on;

3 Cit. Ay, and truly, you were best. I tell you that, which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, poor, poor Where do I dweli? Am I a married man, or a

Cin. What is my name? Whitheram I going? dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me; But were 1 Brutus, and briefly, wisely, and truly. Wisely I say, I

bachelor? Then to answer every man directly, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony

am a bachelor. Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue

2 Cit. That's as much as to say, they are fools In every wound of Cæsar, that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.

that marry :-You'll bear me a bang for that, I

fear, Proceed ; directly. Cit. We'll mutiny.

Cin. Directly, I am going to Caesar's funeral. 1 Cit. We'll burn the house of Brutus.

1 Cit. As a friend, or an enemy? 3 Cit. Away then, come, seek the conspirators.

Cin. As a friend. Ant. Yet hear me, countrymen; yet hear me speak.

(Antony.

2 Cit. That matter is answered directly, Cit. Peace, ! He Antony, most noble

4 Cit. For your dwelling,--briefly.

Cin. Briefly, I dwell by the Capitol. Ant. Why, friends, you go to do you know

3 Cit. Your name, sir, truly. not what:

Cin. Truly, my name is Cinna, Wherein hath Cæsar thus deserv'd your loves?

1 Cit. Tear him to pieces, he's a conspirator. Alas, you know not:- I must tell you then:

Cin. I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet. You have forgot the will I told you of.

4 Cit. Tear him for his bad verses, tear him Cit. Most true ;-the will ;-let's stay, and

for his bad verses. hear the will. Ant. Here is the will, and under Cæsar's seal. plnck but his name out of his heart, and turn

2 Cit. It is no matter, his name's Cinna ; To every Roman Citizen he gives,

him going To every several man, seventy-five drachmas. 2 Cit. Most noble Cæsar! we'll revenge his

3 Cit. Tear him, tear lıim. Come, brands, ho! 3 Cit. O royal Cæsar!

(death.

firebrands. To Brutus', to Cassius'; burn all. Ant. Ilear me with patience.

Some to Decius' house, and some to Casca's;
Cil. Peace, ho!

some to Ligarius': away; go. [Exeuni.
Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
Ilis private arbours, and new planted orchards,
On this side Tyber; he hath left them you,
And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves.

SCENE I.
Here was a Cæsar: When comes such another?

The same. A Room in Antony's House. 1 Cit. Never, never :-Come, away, away: We'll burn his body in the holy place,

AXTONY, OCTAVIUS,and LEPIDUS,seated at a Table. And with the brands fire the traitors' houses. Ant. These many then shall die; their names Take up the body.

are prick'd. 2 Cit. Go, fetch fire.

Oct. Your brother too must die ; Consent you 3 Cit. Plack down benches.

Lop. I do consent.

(Lepidus ? 4 Cit. Pluck down forms, windows, any thing.

Prick him down, Antony (Exeunt Citizens, with the Body. Lep. Upon condition Publius shall not live, Ant. Now let it work: Mischief, thou artafoot. Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.

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Art Faurth.

Oct.

Ant. He shall not live; look, with a spot I| As he hath used of old. damn him.

Bru.

Thou hast describ'd But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house; A hot friend cooling: Ever note, Lucilius: Fetch the will hither, and we will determine When love begins to sicken and decay, How to cut off some charge in legacies.

It useth an euforced ceremony. Lp. What, shall I find you here?

There are no tricks in plain and simple faith : Oct.

Or here, or at But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, The Capitol.

(Erit LEPIDUS. Make gallant show and promise of their mettie: Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man, But when they should endure the bloody spur, Meet to be sent on errands: Is it fit,

They fall their crests, and, like deceitful jades, The threefold world divided, he should stand Sink in the trial. Comes his army on? One of the three to share it?

Luc. They mean this night in Sardis to be Oct.

So you thought him; quarterd;
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die, The greater part the horse in general,
In our black sentence and proscription. Are coine with Cassius,

orch within. Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than yon: Bru,

Hark, he is arriv'd :-
And though we lay these honours on this man, March gently on to meet hiin.
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,

Enter CASSius and Soldiers.
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold. Cas. Stand, ho!
To groan and sweat under the business,

Bru. Stand, ho! Speak the word along. Either led or driven, as we point the way;

Within. Stand, And having brought our treasure where we will, Within Stand. Then take we down his load, and turu him off, Within, Stand. Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears, Cas. Most noble brother, you have done me And graze in cominous.

wrong.

(enemies? Oct.

Yon may do your will: Bru. Judge me, you gods! Wrong I mine But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

And, if not so, bow should I wrong a brother? Ant. So is my horse, Octavius; and, for that, Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides I do appoint him store of provender.

And when you do then

(wrengg; It is a creature that I teach to fight,

Bru.

Cassius, be content, To wind, to stop, to run directly on;

Speak your griefs softly,-I do know you well: His corporeal motion govern'd by my spirit. Before the eyes of both our armies here, And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so; Which should perceive nothing but love from us, He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth: Let us not wrangle: Bid them move away; A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds

Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs, On objects, arts, and imitations;

And I will give you audience. Which, ont of use, and stald by other men,

Pindarus, Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him, Bid our commanders lead their charges off But as a property. And now, Octavius, A little from this ground. Listen great things.--Brutus and Cassins Bru, Lucilius, do you the like; and let no man Are levying powers : we must straight make Come to our tent, till we have done our conTherefore, let our alliance be combin'd, (head: ference. Our best friends made, and our best ineans Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door. (Exeunt. stretch'd out.

SCENE II. Within the Tent of Brutus. And let us presently go sit in council,

Lucius and TITINIUS at some distance from it. How covert matters may be best disclos'd, And open perils surest answered.

Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS. Oct. Let us do so; for we are at the stake,

Cas. That you have wrong'd ine, doth appear And bay'd about with many enemies;

in this : And some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear, You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella, Millions of mischiefs.

[Exeunt. For taking bribes here of the Sardians; SCENE II.

Wherein, my letters, praying on his side,

Because I knew the man, were slighted off. Before Brutus' Tent, in the Camp near Sardis.

Bru. You wrong'd yourself, to write in such a Drum. Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCius and Sol

diers : TITINIUS and PINDARUS mecting them. Cas. In such a time as this, it is not meet Bru, Stand ho!

That every nice offence should bear his comLuc. Give the word, ho! and stand.

ment. Bru. What now, Lucilius ? is Cassins near? Bru. Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself

Luc. He is at hand; and Pindarus is come Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm ; To do you salutation from his master.

To sell and mart your offices for gold, [PINDARUS gives a Letter to BRUTUS. To nndeservere. Bru, He greets me well.-Your master, Pin Cas.

I an itching palm? In his own change, or by ill officers, Įdarus, You know, that you are Brutus that speak this, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. Things done, undone : but, if he be at hand, Bru. The name of Cassius honours this corI shall be satisfied.

ruption, Pin. I do not donbt,

And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. But that my noble master will appear

Cas. Chastisement !

(remember! Such as he is, full of regard and honour.

Bru. Remember March, the ides of March Bru. He is not doubted.- A word, Lucilius : Did not great Julins bleed for justice sake? How he receiv'd you, let me be resolv'd. What villain touch'd his body, that did stab,

Luc. With courtesy, and with respect enough; And not for justice? What, shall one of us, But not with such familiar instances,

That struck the foremost man of all this world, Nor with such free and friendly conference, But for supporting robbers; shall we now

Cas.

case.

Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? But Brutiis makes mine greater than they are.
And sell the mighty space of our large honours Bru. I do not, till you practise them on me.
For so much trash, as may be grasped thus? Cas. You love me not.
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,

Bru.

I do not like your faults. Than such a Roman.

Cas. A friendlveye could never see such faults. Cas. Brutus, bay not me,

Bru. A flatterers would not, though they do I'll not endure it: you forget yourself, As huge as high Olympus.

(appear To edge me in; I am a soldier, I.

Cos. Come, Antony, and young Octavius, Older in practice, abler than yourself

Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, (come, To make conditions,

For Cassius is aweary of the world : Brui.

Go to; you're not, Cassius. Nated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother; Cas. I am.

Check'd like a bondman; all his faults observd, Bru. I say, you are not.

Set in a note-book, learn'd, and com'd by rote, Cas. Crge me no more, I shall forget myself; To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep Have mind upon your health, tempt me no fur- My spirit from mine eyes!-There is my dagger, Bru, Away, slight man!

[ther. Aud here my naked breast; within, a heart Cas, Is't possible ?

Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: Bru.

Hear me, for I will speak. If that thon be'st a Roman, take it forth; Must I give way and room to your rash choler? I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Shall I be frighted, when a madman stares? Strike as thou didst at Csesar; for, I know,

Cas. O ye gods! ye gods! Must lendure all this? When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'dst Bru. All this? ay, more : Fret, till your proud Than ever thou lov'dst Cassius. [him better heart break;

Bru.

Sheath your dagger: Go, show your slaves how cholerick you are, Be angry when yon will, it shall have scope ; And make your bondmen tremble, Must I Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour. budge?

O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb Must I observe yon ? Must I stand and crouch That carries anger, as the flint bears fire; Under your testy humour? By the gods, Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, You shall digest the venom of your spieen, And straight again. Though it do split you : for, from this day forth, Cas.

Hath Cassius lir'd I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus, When you are waspish.

When grief, and blood ill temperd, vexeth him? Cas.

Is it come to this? Bru. When I spoke that, I was ill temper'd too. Bru. You say, you are a better soldier: Cas. Do you confess so much? Give me your Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, Bru. And my heart too,

[hand. And it shall please me well: For mine own part, Cas.

O Brutus! I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

Bru. .

What's the matter? Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong

Cas. Have you not love enough to bear with me, me, Brutus;

When that rash humour, which my mother gave I said, an elder soldier, not a better:

Makes me forgetful?

[me, Did I say, better?

Bru. Yes, Cassins; and, from henceforth, Bru.

If you did, I care not. When you are over earnest with yonr Brutus, Cas. When Cæsar liv'd, he durst not thus hare He'll think your motherchides and leave you so. mov'd me. (tempted hiin.

Noise within. Bru. Peace, peace; you durst not so have Poet. W'ithin.] Let me go in to see the generals; Cas. I durst not?

There is some grudge between them, 'tis not Bru, No,

They be alone.

(meet Cas. What? durst not tempt him?

Luc. Within.] You shall not come to them. Bru.

For your lite you durst not. Puet. Within.j. Nothing but death shall stay me. Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love,

Enter Poet. I may do that I shall be sorry for. (for. Cas. How now? what's the matter? (mean?

Brú. You have done that you should be sorry Poet. For shame, you generals; What do you There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; Love, and be friends, as two sich men should be; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty,

For I have seen more years, I am sure, than ye. That they pass by me as the idle wind,

Cas, lla, ha; how vilely doth this cynick Which I respect not. I did send to you (me; rhyme!

(hence. For certain sums of gold, which you denied Bru. Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow, For I can raise no money by vile means: Cas. Bear with him, Brutus; 'tis his fashion. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,

Bru, I'll know his humour, when he knows And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring his time: From the hard hands of peasants their vile trasli, What should the wars do with these jigging By any indirection. I did send

Companion, hence,

(fools? To you for gold to pay my legions, (Cassius? Cas. Away, away, be gone. (Exit Poet. Which you denied me: Was that done like

Enter LUCILIUs and TITINIUS. Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so? Rru. Lucilius and Titinins, bid the commandWhen Marcus Brutus grows so covetuous, Prepare to lodge their companies to-night. [ers To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Cas. And come yourselves, and bring Messala Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts, Immediately to us.

with you Dash him to pieces !

(Ecunt Lucilius and Tirinius. Cas. I denied you not.

Bru.

Lucius, a bowl of wine. Bru, You did.

Cas. I did not think you could have been so Cas. I did not; he was but a fool

angry! That brought my answer back.-Brutus hath Bru, o Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. riv'd my heart :

Cas. Of your philosophy you make no use, A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, Il you give place to accidental evils.

Bru, No man bears sorrow better :-Portia is The enemy, marching along by them,
Cas. Ha! Portia ?

(dead. By them shall make a fuller number up, Bru, She is dead.

Come on refresh'd, new added, and encourag'd;
Cas. How scap'd I killing, when I cross'd you from which advantage shall we cut him off,
O insupportable and touching loss! (so?- If at Philippi we do face bim there,
Upon what sickness ?

These people at our back.
Bru.
Impatient of my absence;

Cas.

liear me, good brother. And grief, that young Octavius with Mark An Bru. Under your pardon.--You must die tony

[death beside, Have made themselves so strong ;-for with her that we have tried the utmost of our friends, That tidings came;- With this she felldistract, Our legions are brim full, our cause is ripe: And, her attendants absent, swallow'd fire. The enemy increaseth every day, Cas, And died so?

We at the height, are ready to decline. Bru. Even so,

There is a tide in the affairs of men, Cus. () ye immortal gods!

Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Enter Lucius, with Wine and Tapers. Omitted, all the voyage of their life Bru. Speak no more of her.--Give ine a bowl is bound in shallows, and in miseries. of wine :

On such a full sea are we now afloat; In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius. [Drinks. And we must take the current when it serves,

Cas. My heart is thirstyfor that noble pledge:- Or lose our ventures. Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup; Cas. Then, with your will, go on; I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love. We'll along ourselves and meet them at Philippi.

[Drinks. Bru. The deep of night is crept upon our talk, Re-enter TitiniUS, with MESSALA, And nature must obey necessity; Bru. Come in, Titinius :-Welcome, good Mes- Which we will niggard with a little rest. Now sit we close about this ta per here (saldo - There is no more to say ? And call in question our necessities.

Cas.

No more. Good night; Cas. Portia, art thou gone?

Early to-morrow will we rise, and hence. Bru.

No more, I pray you. Bru. Lucius, my gown. (Exit Lucius.] FareMessala, I have here received letters,

well, good Messala; That young Octavius, and Mark Antony, Good night, Titinius:- Noble, noble Cassius, Come down upon us with a mighty power, Good night, and good repose. Bending their expedition toward Philippi. Cas.

O my dear brother! Mes.Myself have lettersof theseltsame tenour. This was an ill beginning of the night: Bru. With what addition ?

[lawry, Never come such division 'tween our souls ! Mes. That by proscription, and bills of out- Let it not, Brutus, Octavius, Antony, and Lepidus,

Bru.

Every thing is well, Have put to death an hundred senators.

Cas. Good night, my lord. Bru, Therein our letters do not well agree; Bru.

Good night, good brother. Mine speak of seventy senators, thai died Tit. Mes. Good night, Lord Brutus. By their proscriptions, Cicero being one.

Bru,

Farewell, every one, Cas. Cicero one?

[Exeunt Cas Tit. and Mus. Mes. Ay, Cicero is dead,

Re-enter Lucius with the Gown, And by that order of proscription.

Give me the gown, Where is thy instrument? Had you your letters from your wife, my lord ? Luc. Here in the tent. Bru. No, Messala.

Bru.

What, thou speak'st Ows Mes. Nor nothing in your letters writ of her? Poor knave, I blame thee noi : thou art verBru, Nothing, Messala,

watch'd. Yes.

That, methinks, is strange. Call Claudius, and some other of my men; Bru. Why ask you? Hear you aught of her , I'll have them sleep on cushions in ny tent. Mes, No, my lord.

(in yours? Luc. Varro, and Claudius: Bru, Now, as you are a Roman, tell me true.

Enter VARKO und CLAUDIUS. Jles. Then like a Roman bear the truth I tell: Var. Calls my lord ? For certain she is dead, and by strange manner. Bru. I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and sleep; Bru. Why, farewell, Portia.--We must die, It may be, I shall raise you bý and by Messala:

On business to my brother Cassius. With meditating that she must die once, Var, So please you, we will stand, and watch I have the patience to endure it now. (endure. your pleasure.

Mes. Even so great men great losses should Bru, I will not have it so: lie down, good sirs,

Cas. I have as much of this in art as you, It may be, I shall otherwise bethink me. But yet my nature could not bear it so. Look, Lucius, here's the book I sought for so;

Bri. Well, to our work alive. What do you I put it in the pocket of my gown. Of marching to Philippi presently? (thiuk

[Servants lie doren. Cas. I do not think it good.

Luc, I was sure your lordship did not give it Bru. Your reason ?

(forgetful Cas.

This it is : Bru. Bear with me, good boy, I am much Tis better that the enemy seek us :

Canst thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile, So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers, and touch thy instrument a strain or two? Doing himself offence; whilst we, lying still, Luc. Ay, my lord, au it please you, Are full of rest, defence, and nimbleness.

Bru.

It does, my boy: Bru. Good reasons must, of force, give place I trouble thee too much, but thou art willing to better.

Luc. It is my duty, sir. The people 'twixt Philippi and this ground, Bru. I should not urge thy duty past thy might; Do stand but in a forc'd affection;

I know, young bloods look for a time of rest. For they have grudg'd us contribution:

Luc. I have slept, my lord, already.

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Bru. It is well done; and thou shalt sleep agait;

Enter a Messenger. I will not hold thee long: if I do live,

Prepare yon,

generals ;
I will be good to thee. [Musick, and a song. The enemy comes on in gallant show,
This is a sleepy tune: 0 murd'rous slumber! Their bloody sign of battle is hung out,
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy, And something to be done immediately.
That plays the musick ?-Gentle knave, good Ant. Octavius, lead your battle softly on,
night!

Upon the left hand of the even field. [left.
I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee, Oct. Upon the right hand I, keep thou the
If thou dost nod, thou break'st thy instrument; Ant. Why do you cross me in this exigent?
I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, good night. Oc. I do not cross you; but I will do so.
Let me see, let me see; Is not the leaf turn'd

(March. down,

Drum. Enter BRUTUS, Cassius, and thir Army; Where I left reading? IIere it is, I think. LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, and Others.

[He sits doron. Bru. They stand, and would have parley. Enter the Ghost of Cæsar,

Cas. Stand fast, Titinius: We must out and How ill this taper burns !-lla! who comes here? talk.

(battle? I think, it is the weakness of inine eyes, Oct. Mark Antony, shall we give sign of That shapes this monstrous apparition.

Ant. No, Cæsar, we will answer on their It comes upon me :-Art thou any thing?

charge.

(words, Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, Make forth, the generals would have some That mak'st my blood cold,and my hair to stare? Oct. Stir not until the signal. (men? Speak to me, what thou art.

Bru. Words before blows: Is it so, country. Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus.

Oct. Not that we love words better, as you do. Dru.

Why com'st thou ? Bru. Good words are better than bad strokes, Ghost. To tell thee, thou shalt see me at Octavius.

(good words: Bru. Well;

(Philippi. Ant. In your bad strokes. Brutus, yon give Then I shall see thee again?

Witness the hole you made in Cæsar's heart,
Ghost,

Ay, at Philippi. Crying, Long live ! hail, Cæsar.
(Ghost v inishes. Cas.

Antony.
Bru. Why, I will see thee at Philippi then. The posture of your blows are yet unknown:
Now I have taken heart, thou vanishest: But for your words, they rob the Hybla bees,
ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee. - And leave them lioneyless.
Boy! Lucius! - Varrol Claudius! Sirs, awake! Ant.

Not stingless too.
Claudius!

Bru. O, yes, and soundless too;
Luc. The strings, my lord, are false.

For you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony,
Bru. He thinks, he still is at his instrument. And, verywisely,threat before you sting.[daggers
Luc. My lord !

(Lucius, awake. Ant. Villains, you did not so, when your vile Bru. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so Hack'd one another in the sides of Cæsar: cry'dst out?

You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'd
Luc. My lord, I do not know that I did cry. like hounds,
Bru. Yes, that thou didst: Didst thou see any And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Cæsar's feet;
Luc. Nothing, my lord.

[thing? Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind, Bru. Sleep again, Lucius.-Sirrah, Claudius! Struck Cæsar on the neck. O flatterers ! Fellow thou! awake.

Cas. Flatterers !-Now, Brutus, thank yourVar. My lord.

This tongue had not offended so to-day, {self
Clau. My lord.

If Cassius might have ruld. [us sweat,
Bru. Why did you so cry out, sirs, in your Oct. Come, come, the cause : If arguing make
Var, Clau. Did we, my lord ? (sleep? The proof of it will turn to redder drops,
Dru,

Ay; Saw you any thing? Look:
Var. No, my lord, I saw nothing

I draw & sword against conspirators: Clau,

Nor I, my lord. When think you that the sword goes up again?-
Bru. Go, and commend me to my brother Never, till Cæsar's three and twenty wounds
Cassius;

Be well aveng'd; or till another Cæsar
Bid him set on his powers betimes before, Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors.
And we will follow,

Bru. Cæsar, thou canst not die by traitors,
l'ar. Clau. It shall be done, my lord. Unless thou bring'st them with thee.
(Exeunt. Oct.

So I hope;
I was not born to die on Brutus' sword,

Bru. O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain,
Young man, thou could'st not diemore honourable.

Cas. A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such
SCENE I. The Plains of Philippi. Join'd with a masker and a reveller [houour,
Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army. Ant. Old Cassius still !
Oct. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered: Oct.

Come, Antony: away.-
You said, the enemy wouid not come down, Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your teeth;
But keep the hills and upper regions; If you dare fight to-day, come to the field;
It proves not so: their battles are at hand; If not, wien you have stomachs.

They mean to warn us at Philippi here, (Eseunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their Arms,
Answering before we do demand of them. Cas. Why now, blow, wind; swell, billow:

Ant Tui, I am in their bosoms, and I know and swim, bark!
Wher fore they do it: they could be content The storm is up, and all is on the hazard.
To visit other places; and come down

Bru, Ho!
With fearful bravery, thinking, by this face, Lucilius, hark, a word with you.
To fasten in our thoughts that they have Lu.

My lord.
But 'tis not so.

(courage; | [BBUTUS and LUCILIUs converse apart.

Art Fifth.

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