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That struck the foremost man of all this world,
Brutus, bay not me,
Go to; you're not, Cassius.
BRUTUS. I say, you are not.
CASSIUS. Urge me no more, I shall forget myself: Have mind upon your health, tempt me no further. BRUTUS. Away, slight man!
CASSIUS. Is 't possible?
Hear me, for I will speak.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?
CASSIUS. O, ye gods! ye gods! must I endure all this!
BRUTUS. All this? ay, more: fret till your proud heart break;
Go, show your slaves how choleric you are,
And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Though it do split you: for, from this day forth,
I'll use for
you my When you are waspish.
Is it come to this?
BRUTUS. You say you are a better soldier:
I shall be glad to learn of noble men.
CASSIUS. You wrong me, every way you wrong me, Brutus ;
I said an elder soldier, not a better :
Did I say better?
If you did, I care not.
CASSIUS. When Cæsar liv'd, he durst not thus have
For your life you durst not.
CASSIUS. Do not presume too much upon my love,
BRUTUS. You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats :
For I am arm'd so strong in honesty,
Which I respect not. I did send to you
For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ;-
By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,
And drop my blood for drachmas,* than to wring
To you for gold to pay my legions,
Which you denied me was that done like Cassius?
Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
I did not he was but a fool
That brought my answer back.-Brutus hath rived*
A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
BRUTUS. I do not, till you practise them on me.
I do not like your faults. CASSIUS. A friendly eye could never see such faults. BRUTUS. A flatterer's would not, though they do
As huge as high Olympus.
CASSIUS. Come, Antony, and young Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is aweary of the world:
Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother;
When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'dst him
Than ever thou lov'dst Cassius.
Sheath your dagger:
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;
That carries anger as the flint bears fire;
Hath Cassius lived
To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief and blood ill-temper'd vexeth him?
BRUTUS. When I spoke that I was ill-temper'd too.
CASSIUS. Do you confess so much?
Give me your
CASSIUS. Have you not love enough to bear with me, When that rash humour, which my mother gave me, Makes me forgetful?
Yes, Cassius; and henceforth,
When you are over-earnest with your Brutus,
Chances occur for Success in Life.
There is a tide in the affairs of men,
And we must take the current when it serves,
The Parting of Brutus and Cassius before the
Then, if we lose this battle,
You are contented to be led in triumph
Through the streets of Rome?
BRUTUS. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman,
That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome:
He bears too great a mind. But this same day
CASSIUS. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus! If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed;
If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made.
BRUTUS. Why, then, lead on.-O, that a man might
The end of this day's business ere it come?
And then the end is known.
Antony's Description of Brutus.
This was the noblest Roman of them all
All the conspirators, save only he,
So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up,