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For I am fresh of spirit, and resolv'd
To meet all pe.ils very constantly.

Bru. Even so, Lucilius.

Cas. Now, molt noble Brutus,
The gods to-day stand friendly; that we may,
Lovers, in peace, lead on our days to age!
But since the affairs of men rest still uncertain,
Let's reason with the worst that may befall.
If we do lose this battle, then is this
The very last time we shall speak together1:
What are you then determined to do?

Bru. Even by the nil'; of that philosophy,
By which I did blame Cato for the death
Which he did give himself:—I know not how,
But I do find it cowardly and vile,
For fear of what might tall, so to prevent
The time of life:—arming myself with patience,
To stay the providence of some high powers,
That govern us below.

Cas. Then, if we lose this battle, You are contented to be led in triumph Thorough the streets of Rome? [Roman,

Bru. No, Caflius, no: think not, thou noble That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; He bears too great a mind. But this fame day Must end that work, the ides of March begun; And whether we shall meet again, I know not. Therefore our everlasting farewel take :— For ever, and for ever, farewel, Caflius! If we do meet again, why we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.

Cas. For ever, and for ever, farewel, Brutus! If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed j 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 I But it sufnceth, that the day will end, And then the end is known.—Come, ho! away!



Alarum. Enter Brutus, and Mtjsala.
Bru. Ride, ride, Meslala, ride, and give these

Unto the legions on the other fide: [Loud alarm.
Let them let on at once; for I perceive
But cold demeanor in Octavius' wing,
And sudden push gives them the overthrow.
Ride, ride, Mellala; let them all come down.



v Æarum. Enter CaJJius, and Titinius.

Cas. O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly! Myself liave to mine own turn'd enemy: This ensign here of mine was turning back; 1 slew the co-ivard, and did t.ike it from him.

Tit. O Caiiiu'., Brutus g.ive the word too early: Who, having some advantage 0:1 Octavius, Took it too eagerly; his soldiers fell to spoil, Whilst we by Antony aie all enclos'd.

Enter Pindarus. Pin. Fly further off, my lord, fly further off; Mirk Antony is in your tents, ray lord: Fly therefore, noble Caflius, fly far off.

Cas This hill is far enough. Look, look,


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> 'fill he have brought thee up to yonder troops, And here again; that I may rest alsur'd, Whether yon troops are friend or enemy.

Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought.


Cas. Go, Pindarus, get thither on that hill j My sight was ever thick j regard Titinius, Aud tell me what thou not'st about the field.—

[Exit Pindarus. This day I breathed first: time is come round, And, where I did begin, there shall I end; My life is run his compass.—Sirrah, what news i

Pind. [above.'] O my lord!

Cas. What news?

Pind. 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, they shout for joy.


Cas. Come down, behold no more.—
O, coward that I am, to live so long,
To fee my best friend ta'en before my face 1

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, [oath-;
Thou should'st attempt it. Come now, keep thine
Now he a freeman; and, with this good sword,
That ran through Cæsar's bowels, search this bosom-
Stand not to answer: Here, take thou the bills;
And, when my face is cover'd, as 'tis now,
Guide thou the sword.— Jæsar, thou art reveng'd,
Even With the sword that kill'd thee. [Diet.

Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Durst I have done my will. O Caflius! Far from this country Pimlarus shall run, Where never Roman shall take note of him. [Exit. Re--ntir Titinius, with Mrjsah.

Mrs. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius Is overthrown by noble P>rutus' power, As Caflius' legions are by Antony.

Tit. Thesi will well comfort Caflius.

Mis. Where did you leave him i

Tit. All disconsolate,
With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.

Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the grormi?? . Tit. He lies not like the living. O my heart1

M;s. Is not that he?

Tit. No, this was he, Mcflala,

1 i. e. I am resolved in such a case to kill myself.

But Caflius is no more.—O setting fun!
As in thy reJ rays thou dost fink to night,
So in his red blood Caflius' day is set;
The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;
Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are

Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.

Mrs. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed.

0 hateful error, melancholy's child!

Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men
The tilings that are not? O error, soon conceiv'd,
Thou never com'st unto a happy birth,
Eut kilTft the mother that engender'd thee.

Tit. What, Pindarus! Where 311 thou, Pindarus •
Mts. Seek him, Titinius; whilst I go to meet
The noble Brutus, thrusting this report
Into his ears: I may fay, thrusting it;
For piercing steel, and darts envenomed,
Shalt he as welcome 10 the ears ot* Brutus,
As tidings of this sight.

Til. Hie you, Messala,
And 1 will leek for Pindarus the while. [Exit Mis.
Why'didst thou fend me forth, brave Callius?
Did 1 not meet thy friends? and did not they
Put on my brows ttiis wreath of victory.
And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their
shouts i

Alas, thou bast misconstrued every thing.
But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow;
Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and 1
Will do his bidding.—Brutus, come apace,
Aud lee how I regarded Caius Callius,—
By your leave, gods :—This is a Roman's part;
Come, Callius' sword) and find Titinius' heart.


Alarum. Enter Krutus, Messala, young Cato, Strata,
Volumnius, and Lucilius.
Brit. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?
Ms. Lo, yonder: and Titinius mourning it.
Bru. Titinius' face is upward.
Cato. He is slain.

Bru. Oh Julius Crcsar, thou art mighty yet!
Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our (words
In our own proper entrails. [Law alarums

Cato. Brave Titinius !— Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Caflius!

Bi u. Arc yet two Romans living such as these ?— Thou last of all the Romans, fore thee well! It is ini|>oltible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow.—Friend-, lowe more tea . To this dead man, than you shall fee me pay.—

1 (hall find time, Callius, I shall find time.— Come, therefore, and to Thalsos lend his body; His funeral shall not he in our camp,

Lest it discomfort us.—Lucilius, come ;—
And come, young Cato; let us to the held.—
Labeo, and t-lavius, set our battles on :—
'rii three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night
We shall trv fortune in a second fight. \Extunt.

Another Part of tic Field.
Alarum. Enter Brutus, Cato, Lucilius, a'td others.
Bru. Yet, countrymen, O, yet, hold up your
heads 1 [me r

Cato. What bastard doth not: W ho will go with

I will proclaim my name about the field r——
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!

Enter Soldiers, and sis ht.
Bru. And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I;
Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brut^r,


Luc. O young and noble Cato, art tlion dou ri > Why, now thou dy'st as bravely as Titinius; And may "ft be honour'd being Cato's foil. ■

i Sold. Yield, or thou diest.

Luc. Only 1 yield to die: There is to much, that thou wilt kill me straig'it;

[Ojscriitg -j.

Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. 1 Sold. We must not-—A noble prisoner! 1 Sold. Room, ho ! Tell Antonv, Brutus is ta'en. 1 Sold. I'll tell the news.—Here coma the


Enter Antarv.
Brutus is ta'en, Brutas is ta'en, my lord.
Ant. Where is he?

Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough r
1 dare allure thee, that no enemy
Sliall ever take alive the noble Brutus:
Tile gtxls defend him from so great a shame'
When ) on do find him, or alive, or dead,
He will be found like Brutus, like himself.

A"t. This is not Brutus,friend ; hut, 1 allure yr"i,
A prize no less in worth: keep this man Cife,
Give him all kindness: I had rather have
Such men my friends, than enemies. Go on,
And fee whe'r Brutus be alive, or dead;
And bring us word, unto Octavos' tent,
How every tiling is chane'd. [Exeunt.
Anther Part is the Held.
Enter BrutuS, Dardar.ius, ClitUi, St -ate, and /'V

Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock. [lord,

Cli. Sratilius fhev/d the torch-light: but, my He came not back, he is or ta'en, or slain.

Bru. S;t thee down, Clitus: Slaying is the word} It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.—


Cli. What, 1, my lord! No, not for all the « urU.

Bru. Peace then, no v, ords.

Lh. I'll rattier kill myself. t.

Hn,. Hark thee, Daidanius!

Dm: Shall 1 do such a deed?

Cli. O, Dardamus!

Dar. O, Clitus i

Cli. \\ hat ill request did Brutus make to thee »

Dar. To kill him, Clitus: Look, he nic.'itaus.

Cli. Now is that noble vessel full of grief, That it runs over even at his eyes.

Biu. Come hither, good Volumnius: lists iron).

Vol. What sin's my lord? ■

L'rii. Why, this, Volumnius:
The ghost of Cxtar hath appeared to me
Two several times by night: at Sardis, once j
And, this lat! night, here in Philippi' fields.
I know, mv hour is come.


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Alarum. Retreat. Enter Oe/avius, Antony, McJJUh,
Lnctlius, and the Army.
0,7.i. What man is that? [master?

Mrs. My master's man.—Strato, where is thy
Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Mellala;
The conquerors can but make a fire of him:
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honour by his death.

Luc. So Brutus should be sound.—I thank thee,

That thou hast prov'd Luciliu*' faying true.

0,1a. All that serv'd Brutus, 1 will entertain them.
Fellow, wilt thou bellow thy time with me?
Stra, Ay, if MelTala will prefer me to you.
Ofia, Do so, good Melsala.
Mrs. How died my master, Strato?
.Sir.1. I held the sword, aud he did run on it.
Ms. Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.

Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all:
All the conspirators, save only he,
Did that they did in envy of great Cassar;
He, only, in a general honest thought,
And common good to all, made one of thira.
His life was gentle; and the elements
So mix'd in him, that nature might stand up,
And fay to all the world, Tbit tvas a man'

O.'ia. According to his virtue let us use him, all respect, and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
Most like a soldier, order'd honourably.—
So, call the field t.i rest: and let's away,
l"o part the glories of this happy day. [Exeunt.




Fiicndi of Antony.

*f Friends of Cetfar.

Friends of Pompcy.

M. Antony,
Octavils Cæsar,
Æmilius Llpidus,
Sextus Pompeius.
Domi nos Esobarbus,



Ambassadors from Antony to Co-far, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and otter Attendants.


SiLius, an Officer in Ventidius's Army.
Taurus, Lieutenant-General to Ceefar.
Alexas, ~\

Mardian, ( Servants lo Cleopatra.
Seleucus, C 1


A Soothsayer: A Clown.

Cleopatra, £>ueenof Ægypt. ,
Oct AVI A, Sijler to Caff ar, and Wife to Antony.
^-J**RMtAN> ^ Attendants on Cleopatra.

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Cleopatra's Palace at Alexandria.
Enter Deme trius, and Pbilo.
Phil. VTAY, but this dotage of our general's
JLN O'erflows the measure: those his good-
ly eyes,

That o'er the files and musters of the war [rum,
Have glow'd like plated Mars, now bend, now
The office and devotion of their view
Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart,
Which in toe scuffles of great fights hath burst
The buckles on his breast, reneges1 all temper;
And is become the bellows and the fan,
To cool a 2 gypsy's lust.—Look, where they come 1
flourish. Enter Antnny and Cleopatra, ivitb their

trains; EurMchs fanning her.
Take but good note, and you shall see in him
The triple 3 pillar of the world transform'd
Into a strumpet's fool: behold and fee.

Clra. If it be love indeed, tell me how much.

Ant. There's btggaiy in the love that can be reckon'd.

Cleo. I'll set a bourn * how far to be belov'd.

Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.

Enter a Mtfsenger.

Mrs. News, my good lord, from Rome.

Ant. Grates me :—The sum *.

Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony: Fulvia, perchance, is angry; or, who knows If the scarce-bearded Cæsar have not sent His powerful mandate to you, " Do this, or this; "Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that; "Perform't, or else we damn thee.

Ant. How, my love!

Cleo. Perchance,—nay, and most like,
You must not stay here longer, your dismission
Is come from Cæsar j therefore hear it, Antony.—
Where's Fulvia's process) Cæsar's, 1 would lay f—
Both r—

Call in the messengers.—As I am -Egypt's queen,
Thou blushest, Antony; and that blood of thine
Is Cæsar's homager: else so thy cheek pays shame,
When shrill-tongu'd Fulvia scolds. The mes-
sengers, [arch
Am. Let Rome in Tyber melt! and the wid«
Of the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space j

1 i.e. renounces. 1 Cypfy'n here used both in the original meaning for an Egyptian, and in it» accidental sense for a bud lawman. I Triple is here used improperly for third, or one of thtee. One of the triumvirs, one of the three master* os the world. 4 i. c bound or limit. > i. e. be brief, sum thy business in a few words. —


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