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So I hope;
Bru. Cæsar, thou can'st not die by traitors,
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.
Ant. Old Cassius still !
Come, Antony: away.-
(Ereunt Octavius, Antony, and their army. Cas. Why now, blow, wiod ; swell, billow; and
My lord. (Brutus and Lucilius converse apart. Cas. Messala, Mes.
What says my general ? Cas.
Messala, This is my birth-day; as this very day Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala: Be thou my witness, that, against my will, As Pompey was, am I compell’d to set Upon one battle all our liberties. You know, that I held Epicurus strong, And his opinion : now I change my mind, And partly credit things that do presage. Coming from Sardis, on our formert ensign Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd, Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands; Who to Philippi here consorted f us. This morning are they fled away, and gone;
And in their steads, do ravens, crows, and kites,
Mes. Believe not so.
I but believe it partly;
Bru. Even so, Lucilius,
Now, most noble Brutus,
Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy,
Then, if we lose this battle,
Cas. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus!
If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed ;
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:
(Loud alarun. Let them set on at once ; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius' wing, And sudden push gives them the overthrow. Ride, ride, Messala : let them all come down.
The same. Another part of the field.
Alarum. Enter Cassius and Titinius.
Tit. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early;
• Directions for the officers.
Who liaving some advantage on Octavius,
Enter Pindarus. Pin. Fly further off, my lord, fly further off; Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord ! Fly therefore, noble Cassius, Ay far off. Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titi
nius; Are those my tents, where I perceive the fire ?
7'it. They are, my lord. Cas,
Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops, And here again: that I may rest assurd, Whether yond' troops are friend or enemy. Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought.
[Exit. Cas. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill; My sight was ever thick ; regard Titinius, And tell me what thou not'st about the field,
Pin. (Above.] O my lord !
Pin. Titinius is
spurs on.Now they are almost on him ; now, Titinius ! Now some 'light:-0, 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:
Pin. So, I am free ; yet would not so have been, Durst I have done my will. O Cassius ! Far from this country Pindarus shall run, Where never Roman shall take note of him.
Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius.
All disconsolate, With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.
Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the ground?
No, this was he, Messala,
done! Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.