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Bru. Well;

Ant. No, Cesar, we will answer on their Then I shall see thee again?


(words. Ghost. Ay, at Philippi. [Ghost vanishes. Make forth, the generals would have some

Bru. Why, I will see thee at Philippi then.-1 Oct. Stir not until the signal. Now I have taken heart, thou vanishest: Bru. Words before blows: Is it so, countryIll spiri., I would hold more talk with thee.Boy! Lucius!-Varro! Claudius! Sirs, a Oct. Not that we love words better, as you Claudius!


do. Luc. The strings, my lord, are false.

Bru. Good words are better than bad strokes, Bru. He thinks, he still is at his instru

Octavius. wucius, awake.


Ant. In your bad strokes, Brutus, you give Luc. My lord !

good words: Bru. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou Witness the hole you made in Cesar's heart, so cry'dst out?

Crying, Long lire? hail, Cesar! Luc. My lord, I do not know that I did cry. Cas. Antony, Bru. Yes, that thou didst: Didst thou see | The posture of your blows are yet unknown; any thing?

But for your words, they rob the Hybla bees, Luc. Nothing, my lord.

And leave them honeyless. Bru. Sleep again, Lucius.-Sirrah, Clau. Ant. Not stingless too. Fellow thou! awake.

[dius! Bru. O, yes, and soundless ton; Var. My lord.

For you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony, Clau. My lord.

And, very wisely, threat before you sting. Bru. Why did you so cry out, Sirs, in your Ant. Villains, you did not so, when your sleep?

vile daggers Var. Clau. Did we, my lord ?

Hack'd one another in the sides of Cesar: Bru. Ay: Saw you any thing?

You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'd Var. No, my lord, I saw nothing.

like hounds,

[feet; Clau. Nor I, my lord.

And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Cesar's Bru. Go, and commend me to my brother | Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind, Cassius;

Struck Cesar on the neck. O flatterers ! Bid him set on his powers betimes before, Cas. Flatterers !-Now, Brutus, thank yourAnd we will follow.

self: Var. Clau. It shall be done, my lord.

This tongue bad not offended so to-day,
Ereunt. If Cassius might have rul'd.

Oct. Come, come, the cause: If arguing

make us sweat,

The proof of it will turn to redder drops.
SCENE 1.The Plains of Philippi.

Enter Octavius, ANTONY, and their Army.

I draw a sword against conspirators;

When think you that the sword goes up a. Oct. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered :

gain ? You said, the enemy would not come down, Never, till Cesar's three and twenty wounds But keep the hills and upper regions;

Be well aveng'd; or till another Cesar It proves not so; their battles are at hand; Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors. They mean to warn* us at Philippi here,

Bru. Cesar, thou can'st not die by traitors, Answering before we do demand of them. Unless thou bring'st them with thee.

Ant. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Oct. So I hope;
Wherefore they do it: they could be content I was not born to die on Brutus' sword.
To visit other places; and come down

Bru. O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain, With fearful bravery, thinking, by this face, Young man, thou could'st not die more honTo fasten in our thoughts that they have cour

ourable. But 'tis not so.

{age; Cas. A peerish schoolboy, worthless of such

:honour, Enter a Messenger.

Join'd with a masker and a reveller.

Ant. Old Cassias still! Mess. Prepare you, generals :

Oct. Come, Antony ; away.-The enemy comes on in gallant show;

Defiance, traitors, hurl* we in your teeth: Their bloody sign of batile is hung out,

If you dare fight to-day, come to the field;
And something to be done immediately.

If not, when you have stomachs.
Ant. Octavius, lead your battle sofúy on,
Upon the left hand of the even field.

[Ereint OCTAVICS, ANTONY, and their Oct. Upon the right hand I, keep thou the


Cas. Why now, blow, wind; swell, biliow; left. Ant. Why do you cross me in this exigent?

and swim, bark!

The storm is up, and all is on the hazard. Oct. I do not cross you; but I will do so.

Bru. Ho!

[March. Lucilius ; hark, a word with you. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, Cassius, and their Ar Luc. My lord. my; LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, und

(Brutus and LUCILIUS conrerse apiert, others.

Cas. Messala,

Mes. What says my general ? Bru. They stand, and would have parley. Cas. Messala, Cus. Stand fast, Titinius: We must out and This is my birth-day; as this very day (sale: talk.

| Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand,'Mes Ost. Mark Antony, shall we give sign of Be thou my witness, that, against my will, battle?

As Pompey was, am I compeli'd to set

* Summon.

* Throw

Upon one battle all our liberties.

SCENE III.The same.Another part of the You know, that I held Epicurus strong,

Field. And his opinion: now I change my mind,

Alarum.-- Enter Cassius and TITINIUS. And partly credit things that do presage. Coming from Sardis, on our former* ensign Cas. (), look, Titinius, look, the villains fly! Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd, Myself have to mine own turn’d enemy: Gorging and feeding from our soldier's hands; This ensign here of mine was turning back; Who to Philippi here consortedt us;

I slew the coward, ard did take it from him. This morning are they fled away, and gone; Tit. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too And in their steads, do ravens, crows, and

early; kites,

Who having some advantage on Octavius, Fly o'er our heads, and downward look on us, Took it too eagerly; his soldiers fell to spoil, As we were sickly prey; their shadows seem Whilst we by Antony are all enclos'd. A canopy most fatal, under which Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost.

Enter PINDARUS. Mes. Believe not so.

Pin. Fly further off, my lord, fiy further off; Cas. I but believe it partiy;

Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord ! For I am fresh of spirit, and resolv'd .

Fly therefore, noble Cassius, fiy far off. To meet all perils very constantly.

Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, TiBru. Even so, Lucilius.

tinius; Cas. Now, most noble Brutus,

Are those my tents, where I perceive the fire ? The gous to-day stand friendly; that we may, Tit. They are, my lord. Lovers in peace, lead on our days to age!

Cas. Titinius, if thou lov'st me, [him, But, since the affairs of men rest still uncer

Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in tain,

Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops, Let's reason with the worst that may befall.

And here again; that I may rest assur'd, If we do lose the battle, then is this

Whether yond' troops are friend or enemy. The very last time we shall speak together:>

Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought. What are you then determined to do?

[Erit. Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy,

Cas. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill: By which I did blame Cato for the death

My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius, Which he did give himself: I know not how, And tell me what thou not'st about the field. But I do find it cowardly and vile,

(Exit PINDARUS. For fear of what might fall, so to prevent

- This day I breathed first: time is come round, The time of life:-arming myself with pa- | And where I did begin, there I shall end;

tience, To stay the providence of some high powers,

My life is run his compass.-Sirrah, what

news? That govern us below.

Pin. [Above.] O my lord! Cas. Then, if we lose this battle,

Cas. What news? You are contented to be led in triumph

Pin. Titinius is Thorough the streets of Rome?

Enclosed round about with horsemen, that Bru. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Make to him on the spur;-jet he spurs on.Roman,

Now they are almost on him., now, Titinius :That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; He bears too great a mind. But this same day

av Now some 'light:20, he lights too :-he's ta'en;and, hark!

[Shout. Must end that work, the ides of March begun; They shout for joy. And whether we shall meet again, I know not. Cas. Come down, behold no more. Therefore our everlasting farewell take:

0, coward, that I am, to live so long, For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius!

To see my best friend ta'en before my face! If we do meet again, why we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.

Enter PINDARUS. Cas. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Bru

Conie bither, Sirrah: tus! If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed;

In Parthia did I take thee prisoner; If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made.

And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, Bru. Why then, lead on.-0, that a man

That whatsoever I did bid thee do, might know

Thou should'st attempt it. Come now, keep

thine oath! The end of this day's business, ere it come! But it sufficeth, that the day will end,

Now be a freeman; and, with this good sword, And then the end is known.-Come, ho! away!

That ran through Cesar's bowels, search this

bosom. [Exeunt.

Stand not to answer: Here, take thou the bilts ; SCENE II.-The same.-The Field of Battle. | And when my face is cover'd as tis now,

Guide thou the sword.-Cesar, thou art n. Alarum.Enter Brutus and MESSALA.

veng'd, Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give Even with the sword that kill'd thee. [Dies. these bills:

Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so hare Unto the legions on the other side :


[Loud Alarum. 1 Durst I have done my will. O Cassius! Let them set on at once; for I perceive

Far from this country Pindarus shall run, But cold demeanour in Octavius' wing, Where never Roman shall take note of him. And sudden push gives them the overthrow.

[Erit. Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down.

Re-enter TITINIUS, uilh Messala.

Mes. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius * Foremost.

+ Accompanied.

| Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power, I Directions for the officers.

| As Cassius' legions are by Antony.

Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. 1 SCENE IV.-Another part of the Field. Mes. Where did you leave him?

Alarum.-Enter, fighting, Soldiers of botk Tit. All disconsolate, With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.

Armies; then Brutus, Cato, LUCILIUS, and Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the ground?

others. Tit. He lies not like the living. O my heart!

Bru. Yet, countrymen, O, y'et hold up your Mes. Is not that be?

heads! Tit. No, this was he, Messala,

Cato. What bastard doth not? Who will go But Cassius is no more.-O seiting sun!

with me? As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night, I will proclaim my name about the field :So in his red blood Cassius' day is set;

I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone; A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend; Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! are done!

[Charges the Enemy). Mistrust of my success hath done this deed. I Bru. And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I; Mes. Mistrust of good success hath done Brutus, my country's friend; know me for this deed.

Brutus, O hateful error, melancholy's child!

[Exit, charging the Enemy. Cato is Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men

overpowered, and falls. The things that are not? () error, soon con Luc. () young and noble Cato, art thou ceiv'd,

down? Thou never com'st unto a happy birth,

Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius; But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. And may'st be honour'd being Cato's son. Tit. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pin 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. darus?

Luc. Only I yield to die: Mes. Seek him, Titinius: whilst I go to meet There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight; The noble Brutus, thrusting this report

[Offering Money. Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; .

Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. For piercing steel, and darts enveromed,

1 Sold. We must not.-A noble prisoner! Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus, 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is As tidings of this sight.

• ta'en, Tit. Hie you, Messala,

1 Sold. I'll tell the news.-Here comes the And I will seek for Pipdarus the while.


Exit MESSALA. Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?

Enter ANTONY. Did I not meet thy friends ? and did not they | Brutus is ta’en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. Put on my brows this wreath of victory,

Ant. Where is he? And bid me give't thee? Didst thou not hear Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: their shouts ?

I dare assure thee, that no enemy Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing. Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus: But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow; The gods defend him from so great a shame! Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I

When you do find him, or alive, or dead, Will do his bidding.-Brutus, come apace,

He will be found like Brutus, like himself. And see how I regarded Caius Cassius.

Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but, I asBy your leave, gods :- This is a Roman's part:

sure you, Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' heart. A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe,

[ Dies. I Give him all kindness: I had rather have

Such men my friends, than enemies. Go on, Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, I And see whe'r* Brutus be alive, or dead:

young Cato, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LicI. And bring us word unto Octavius' tent, LIUS.

How every thing is chanc'd. [Exeunt, Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?

SCENE V.- Another part of the Field. Mes. Lo, yonder; and Titinius mourning it. Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, Bru. Titinius' face is upward.

and VOLUMNIUS. Cato. He is slain.

Bru. () Julius Cesar, thou art mighty yet! | Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords

this rock. In our own proper entrails. [Low Alarums. Cli. Statilius show'd the torch-light; but, Cato. Brave Titinius!

my lord, Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cas He came not back; he is or ta'en, or slain. Bru. Are yet two Romans living such as | Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus : Slaying is the

these?The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.It is impossible that ever Rome [tears

( Whispering. Should breed thy fellow.-Friends, I owe more Cli. What, I, my lord? No, nút for all the To this dead man, than thou shalt see me

world. pay.

Bru. Peace then, no words. I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time. Cli. I'll rather kill myself. Come, therefore, and to Thassos send his body; Bru. Hark thee, Dardanius! [Whispers hin. His funeral shall not be in our camp,

Dar. I do such a deed? Lest it discomfort us.-Lucilius, come;

Cli. O, Dardanius! And come young Cato; let us to the field. Dar, Ó, Clitus! Labeo, and Flavius, set our battles on :

Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to 'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet e'er night

thee? We shall try fortune in a second fight.


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Dar. To kill him, Clitus: Look, he medi- | Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face tates.

į While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? Cli. Now is that noble vessel full cf grief, | Stra. Give me your hand first: Fare you Ibat it runs over even at his eyes.

well, my lord. Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius; list a Bru. Farewell, good Strato.-Cesar, now be word.

still: Vol. What says my lord ?

I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. Bru. Why, this, Volumnius :

[He runs on his Sword und dics. The ghost of Cesar hath appear'd to ne Two several times by night: at Sardis, once;

Alurum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, And, this last night, here in Philippi' fields.

Messala, Lucilius, and their Army. I know, my hour is come.

Oct. What man is that? | Vol. Not so, my lord.

Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is Bru. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.

thy master? Thou see'st the world, Volumnius, how it goes; Stra. Free from the bondage you are in Our enemies have beat us to the pit:

Messala; It is more worthy to leap in ourselves,

The conquerors can but make a fire of hims Than tarry till they push us. Good Voluni- For Bruins only overcame himself, nius,

(gether; | And no man else hath honour by his death. Thou know'st, that we two went to school to- Luc. So Brutus should be found. -I thank Even for that our love of old, I pray thee,

thee, Brutus, Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true. V ol. That's not an olfice for a friend, my c All that seru'd Brutus. I will entertain lord.

Alurum still.

i Ict. All that serv'd Brutus, I will entertain

them.* Cli, Fly, ily, my lord; there is no tarrying Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? here.

Stru. Ay, if Messala will prefert me to you. Bru. Farewell to you;—and you;—and you,

Oct. Do so, Messala.

Mes. How died my master, Strato?
Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep;

Sira. I held the sword, and he did run on it. Farewell to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen,'.

Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow thee, My heart doth joy, that yet, in all my life, That did the latest service to my master. I found no man, but he was true to me.

Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them I shail have glory by this losing day,

All the conspirators, save only he, (all: More than Octavius, and Mark Antony,

Did that they did in envy of great Cesar; By this vile conquest shall attain unto.

He, only, in a general honest thought, Só, fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue

And common good to all, made u

e of them. Hath almost ended his life's history: (rest, | His life was gentle; and the clements Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would

So mix'd in him, that Nature night stand up, That have but labour'd to attain this hour.

And say to all the world, This uus a muun! [ Alarum. Cry within ; Fly, fly, fly. Oct. According to his virtue let us use hin, Cli. Fly, my lord, fly.

With all respect and rites of Surial. Bru. Hence; I will follow thee.

Within my tent his bones toonight shall lie. 1 Ereunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and VOLUM- Most like a soldier, order'd honourably:NIUS.

So, call the field to rest : and let's away, I pr’ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord:

To part the glories of this happy day. [Erenn. Thou art a fellow of a good respect; bulu' us some smatch of honour init: * Receive into my service. Recommena.

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SCENE I.-Alexandria.--A Room in Cleo-) Att. News, my good lord, from Rome.
PATRA's Palace.

Ant. Grates* me:—The sum.

Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony:
Enter DEMETRIUS and Philo.

Fulvia, perchance is angry; Or, who knows

It the scarce-bearded Cesar have not sent Phil. Nay, but this dotage of our general's, His powerful mandate to you, Do this, or this; D'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, Take int that kingdom, and enfranchise thut; That o'er the files and inusters of the war Perform't, or else we damn thee. Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, Ant. How, my love! pow turn,

Cleo. Perchance,-nay, and most like, The office and devotion of their view

You must not stay here longer, your dismission Cpon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Is come from Cesar; therefore hear it, AnWhich in the scuffles of great fights hath burst

tony.-The buckles on his breast, reneges* all tem Where's Fulvia's process ! Cesar's, I would ...per;

say?-Both ?And is become the bellows, and the fan, Call in the messengers.-As I am Egypt's To cool a gypsy's lust. Look where they

queen, come!

Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of

thine Flourish. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with


Is Cesar's homager; else so thy cheek pays their Trains; EUNUCHS fanning her.

When shrill-tonguu Fulvia scolds. The mesTake but good note, and yon shall see in him

sengers. The triple pillar of the world transform'd Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt! and the wide Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see.

arch Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space; Ant. There's beggary in the love that can be Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike reckon'd.

Feeds beast as man: the nobleness of life Cieo. I'll set a bournt how far to be belov'd. Is, to do thus; when such a mutual pair, Ant. Then must thou needs find out new

[Embracing. - neaven, new earth.

And such a twain can do't, in which, I bind Renourses.

+ Bound or limit. Offends. Subdue, conquer. Sunimons

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