Brutus. Even by the rule of that philosophy For fear of what might fall, so to prevent Cassius. Then, if we lose this battle, You are contented to be led in triumph Thorough 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, 't is true, this parting was well made. ΙΟΥ Brutus. 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! [Exeunt. SCENE II. The Field of Battle. Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA. Brutus. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side. Let them set on at once; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius' wing, H [Loud alarum. And sudden push gives them the overthrow. SCENE III. Another Part of the Field. Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS. Cassius. 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, and did take it from him. [Exeunt. Titinius. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early, Enter PINDARUS. Pindarus. Fly further off, my lord, fly further off! Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord! Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off! Cassius. This hill is far enough.-Look, look, Titinius; Are those my tents where I perceive the fire? Titinius. They are, my lord. Cassius. Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse and hide thy spurs in him, Whether yond troops are friend or enemy. 10 Titinius. I will be here again even with a thought. [Exit. My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius, 20 [Pindarus goes up. This day I breathed first time is come round, Pindarus. [Above] O my lord! Cassius. What news? Pindarus. 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! 30 Now some light. —O, he lights too. He's ta'en; — and, hark! They shout for joy. Cassius. Come down, behold no more.- O, coward that I am to live so long, PINDARUS comes down. 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. And when my face is cover'd, as 't is now, Guide thou the sword.-Cæsar, thou art reveng'd, 40 [Dies. Pindarus. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Durst I have done my will.-O Cassius! Where never Roman shall take note of him. Enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA. Messala. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power, As Cassius' legions are by Antony. Titinius. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. 49 [Exit. Messala. Where did you leave him? Titinius. With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill. All disconsolate, Messala. Is not that he that lies upon the ground? Titinius. No, this was he, Messala, Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done! Messala. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. O hateful Error, Melancholy's child! Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not? O Error, soon conceiv'd, Thou never com'st unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. Titinius. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pindarus? The noble Brutus, thrusting this report Into his ears ;—I may say, thrusting it, For piercing steel and darts envenomed Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus Titinius. Hie you, Messala, Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius? 60 70 [Exit Messala. 80 And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts? Alas? thou hast misconstrued every thing. But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow; Will do his bidding.—Brutus, come apace, 89 [Dies. Alarum. Enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, young CATO, Stra- Brutus. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie? Cato. Cato. [Low alarums. Brave Titinius! Look, whether he have not crown'd dead Cassius! It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow.-Friends, I owe moe tears "T is three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night SCENE IV. Another Part of the Field. 100 102 [Exeunt Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others. Brutus. Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads! |