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Alas, you know not; I must tell you
You have forgot the will, I told you of.
All. Most true- -the will- -let's stay and hear the will.
Ant. Here is the will, and under Cæsar's seal. To ev'ry Roman citizen he gives,
To ev'ry sev'ral man, seventy-five drachmas.
2 Pleb. Most noble Cæsar! we'll revenge his death. 3 Pleb. O, royal Cæsar!
Ant. Hear me with patience.
All. Peace, ho!
Ant. Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
And, with the brands, fire all the traitors' houses.
[Exeunt Plebeians with the Body. Ant. Now let it work; Mischief, thou art afoot, Take thou what course thou wilt!
ACT THE FOURTH.
Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus, discovered.
Ant. These many, then, shall die; their names are
Oct. Your brother too must die; consent you, Le
Lep. I do consent.
Oct. Prick him down, Antony.
Lep. Upon condition Publius shall not live, Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.
Ant. He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.
But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house;
Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
Ant. This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands; is it fit,
The threefold world divided, he should stand
Oct. So you thought him,
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die,
Ant. Octavius, I have seen more days than you;
And having brought our treasure where we will,
But he's a try'd and valiant soldier.
Ant. So is my horse, Octavius: and, for that,
Do not talk of him,
But as a property.
And now, Octavius,
-Brutus and Cassius
Are levying powers; we must straight make head. Therefore let our alliance be combin'd,
Our best friends made, and our best means stretch'd out:
And let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclos'd,
And open perils surest answered.
Oct. Let us do so; for we are at the stake,
And some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear,
Brutus' Tent, in the Camp at Sardis.
Enter BRUTUS, TREBONIUS, and SOLDIERS: PINDARUS meeting them.
Bru. Stand, hoa!
Tre. Give the word, hoa! and stand.
Bru. What now, Trebonius, is Cassius near?
Tre. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come
To do you salutation from his master.
Bru. He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus,
In his own change, or by ill officers,
Has given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone; but if he be at hand, I shall be satisfied.
Pind. I do not doubt,
But that my noble master will appear,
Bru. He is not doubted. A word, Trebonius— How he receiv'd you, let me be resolv'd.
Tre. With courtesy and with respect enough,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
Bru. Thou hast describ'd
A hot friend, cooling: ever note, Trebonius,
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith:
Tre. They mean this night in Sardis to be quar
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius.
[Low March within.
Enter Cassius and Casca.
Bru. Hark! he is arriv'd.
Cas. Stand, hoa!
Bru. Stand, hoa! speak the word along.
Cas. Most noble brother, you have done me wrong.
Bru. Judge me, ye gods! Wrong I mine enemies? And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother? Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides
And when you do them
Bru. Cassius, be content,
Speak your griefs softly, I do know you well.
(Which should perceive nothing but love from us)
Let us not wrangle.
Bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
Bid our commanders lead their charges off,
Bru. Trebonius, do the like; and let no man
Come to our tent, till we have done our conference: Do you and Casca guard the door.
The Inside of Brutus' Tent.
Enter Brutus and CASSIUS.
Cas. That you have wrong'd me, doth appear in this,
You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella,
Bru. You wrong'd yourself, to write in such a
Cas. In such a time as this it is not meet, That every nice offence should bear its comment. Bru. Yet let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm; To sell and mart your offices for gold, To undeservers.
Cas. I an itching palm!
You know that you are Brutus that speak this;
And chastisement doth therefore hide its head.
Cas. Chastisement !