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Bru. Cæsar, thou can'st not die by traitors, Unless thou bring'st them with thee.
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 die more honourable. Cas. A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such ho
Join'd with a masker and a reveller.
[Exeunt Octavius, Antony, and their army. Cas. Why now, blow, wind; swell, billow; and swim, bark!
The storm is up, and all is on the hazard.
Lucilius; hark, a word with you.
[Brutus and Lucilius converse apart. Cas. Messala,—
What says my general?
This is my birth-day; as this very day
Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala:
As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set
You know, that I held Epicurus strong,
And in their steads, do ravens, crows, and kites,
Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost.
Now, most noble Brutus,
Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy,
Cas. Then, if we lose this battle, You are contented to be led in triumph Thorough the streets of Rome?
Bru. No, Cassius, no; think not, thou noble Roman,
That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome;
If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed;
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!
The same. 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
The same. Another part of the field.
Enter Cassius and Titinius.
Cas. O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly! Myself have to mine own turn'd enemy: This ensign here of mine was turning back; I slew the coward, aud did take it from him. Tit. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early;
* Directions for the officers.
Who having some advantage on Octavius,
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. I will be here again, even with a thought.
Cas. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill ;
[Exit Pindarus. This day I breathed first: time is come round, And where I did begin, there I shall en ; 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 Make to him on the spur;-yet he spurs on.Now they are almost on him; now, Titinius!Now some 'light:-O, he 'lights too:-he's ta'en ;and, hark! [Shout.
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!
Come hither, sirrah:
In Parthia did I take thee prisoner:
That whatsoever I did bid thee do,
Thou should'st attempt it. Come now, keep thine
Now be a freeman; and, with this good sword,
Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been,
Re-enter Titinius, with Messala.
Mes. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius
Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius.
With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.
Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.