And whether we shall meet again, I know not. If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made. Bru. Why then, lead on.-O, that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come ! But it sufficeth, that the day will end, And then the end is known.-Come, ho! away The same. SCENE II. [Exeunt. The Field of Battle. Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side: Let them set on at once; for I perceive [Loud alarum. And sudden push gives them the overthrow. Ride, ride, Messala ; let them all come down. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter CAS- Cas. O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly! Tit. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early: Enter PINDARUS. Pin. Fly further off, my lord, fly further off; Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord! Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off. Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius; Are those my tents, where I perceive the fire? Tit. They are, my lord. Cas. Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, And here again; that I may rest assur'd, Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought. [Exit. [Exit PINDARUS. This day I breathed first time is come round, And where I did begin, there I shall end; My life is run his compass.-Sirrah, what news? Pin. [above.] O my lord! Cas.. What news? Pin. Titinius is Enclosed round about with horsemen, that Now some 'light :-O, he 'lights too :--He's ta'en ;and, hark! They shout for joy. Cas. Come down, behold no more. O, coward that I am, to live so long, To see my best friend ta'en before my face!— Re-enter PINDARUS. Come hither, sirrah : In Parthia did I take thee prisoner; And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, That whatsoever I did bid thee do, [Shout. Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath! Now be a freeman; and, with this good sword, That ran through Cæsar's bowels, search this bosom. [Dies. Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA. Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. [Exit. Tit. All disconsolate, With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill. Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the ground? Tit. No, this was he, Messala, But Cassius is no more.-O setting sun! Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done! Mes. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. O hateful error, melancholy's child! Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. Tit. What, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus ? The noble Brutus, thrusting this report Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus, Tit. Hie you, Messala, And I will seek for Pindarus the while. [Exit MES. Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius? And bid me give't thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts ? Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing. But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow ; Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I Will do his bidding.-Brutus, come apace, And see how I regarded Caius Cassius. By your leave, gods :-This is a Roman's part: Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' heart. [Dies. Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, young CATO, Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie? Cato. He is slain. Bru. O Julius Cæsar, thou art mighty yet! Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords In our own proper entrails.. Cato. Brave Titinius! [Low alarums. Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cassius ! It is impossible, that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow.-Friends, I owe more tears SCENE IV. [Exeunt. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others. Bru. Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads! Cato. What bastard doth not? Who will go with me? I will proclaim my name about the field : I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend; I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! [Charges the enemy. [Exit, charging the enemy. CATO is overpower- Luc. O young and noble Cato, art thou down? Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius ; And may'st be honour'd being Cato's son. 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. Luc. Only I yield to die : There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight; [Offering money. Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. 1 Sold. We must not.-A noble prisoner ! 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en. 1 Sold. I'll tell the news.-Here comes the general: Enter ANTONY. Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus : The gods defend him from so great a shame! He will be found like Brutus, like himself. Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you, A prize no less in worth keep this man safe, Give him all kindness: I had rather have Such men my friends, than enemies. Go on, And see whe'r Brutus be alive, or dead : And bring us word, unto Octavius' tent, How every thing is chanc'd. SCENE V. [Exeunt. Another Part of the Field. Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS. Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock. Cli. Statilius show'd the torch-light; but, my lord, He came not back; he is or ta'en, or slain. Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus: Slaying is the word; It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. [Whispering. Cli. What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world. Cli. I'll rather kill myself. Bru. Hark thee, Dardanius! Dar. I do such a deed? Cli. O, Dardanius! Dar. O, Clitus! [Whispers him. Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? That it runs over even at his eyes. Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius: list a word. Bru. Why, this, Volumnius: The ghost of Cæsar hath appear'd to me Two several times by night at Sardis, once ; |