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The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar. Ghost. To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi. Brut.
[2200]
Well: then I shall see thee againe?
Ghost. I, at Philippi. Brut. Why I will see thee at Philippi then: Now I haue taken heart, thou vanishest. Ill Spirit, I would hold more talke with thee.
[2205]
Boy, Lucius, Varrus, Claudio, Sirs: Awake: Claudio.
Luc. The strings my Lord, are false. Bru. He thinkes he still is at his Instrument. Lucius, awake. Luc. My Lord. Bru.
[2210]
Did'st thou dreame Lucius, that thou so cryedst out?
Luc. My Lord, I do not know that I did cry. Bru. Yes that thou did'st: Did'st thou see any thing? Luc. Nothing my Lord. Bru. Sleepe againe Lucius: Sirra Claudio, Fellow,
[2215]
Thou: Awake.
Var. My Lord. Clau. My Lord. Bru. Why did you so cry out sirs, in your sleepe? Both. Did we my Lord? Bru.
[2220]
I: saw you any thing?
Var. No my Lord, I saw nothing. Clau. Nor I my Lord. Bru. Go, and commend me to my Brother Cassius: Bid him set on his Powres betimes before,
[2225]
And we will follow.
Both. It shall be done my Lord. Exeunt
Actus Quintus. [Act 5, Scene 1] Enter Octauius, Antony, and their Army. Octa. Now Antony, our hopes are answered, You said the Enemy would not come downe, But keepe the Hilles and vpper Regions:
[2230]
It proues not so: their battailes are at hand, They meane to warne vs at Philippi heere: Answering before we do demand of them.
Ant. Tut I am in their bosomes, and I know Wherefore they do it: They could be content
[2235]
To visit other places, and come downe With fearefull brauery: thinking by this face To fasten in our thoughts that they haue Courage; But 'tis not so.
Enter a Messenger. Mes. Prepare you Generals,
[2240]
The Enemy comes on in gallant shew: Their bloody signe of Battell is hung out, And something to be done immediately.
Ant. Octauius, leade your Battaile softly on Vpon the left hand of the euen Field. Octa.
[2245]
Vpon the right hand I, keepe thou the left.
Ant. Why do you crosse me in this exigent. Octa. I do not crosse you: but I will do so. March. Drum. Enter Brutus, Cassius, & their Army. Bru. They stand, and would haue parley. Cassi. Stand fast Titinius, we must out and talke. Octa.
[2250]
Mark Antony, shall we giue signe of Battaile?
Ant. No Cæsar, we will answer on their Charge.

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Make forth, the Generals would haue some words. Oct. Stirre not vntill the Signall. Bru. Words before blowes: is it so Countrymen? Octa.
[2255]
Not that we loue words better, as you do.
Bru. Good words are better then bad strokes Octauius. An. In your bad strokes Brutus, you giue good words Witnesse the hole you made in Cæsars heart, Crying long liue, Haile Cæsar. Cassi.
[2260]
Antony, The posture of your blowes are yet vnknowne; But for your words, they rob the Hibla Bees, And leaue them Hony‑lesse.
Ant. Not stinglesse too. Bru.
[2265]
O yes, and soundlesse too: For you haue stolne their buzzing Antony, And very wisely threat before you sting.
Ant. Villains: you did not so, when your vile daggers Hackt one another in the sides of Cæsar:
[2270]
You shew'd your teethes like Apes, And fawn'd like Hounds, And bow'd like Bondmen, kissing Cæsars feete; Whil'st damned Caska, like a Curre, behinde Strooke Cæsar on the necke. O you Flatterers.
Cassi.
[2275]
Flatterers? Now Brutus thanke your selfe, This tongue had not offended so to day. If Cassius might haue rul'd.
Octa. Come, come, the cause. If arguing make vs swet, The proofe of it will turne to redder drops:
[2280]
Looke, I draw a Sword against Conspirators, When thinke you that the Sword goes vp againe? Neuer till Cæsars three and thirtie wounds Be well aueng'd; or till another Cæsar Haue added slaughter to the Sword of Traitors.
Brut.
[2285]
Cæsar, thou canst not dye by Traitors hands. Vnlesse thou bring'st them with thee.
Octa. So I hope: I was not borne to dye on Brutus Sword. Bru. O if thou wer't the Noblest of thy Straine,
[2290]
Yong‑man, thou could'st not dye more honourable.
Cassi. A peeuish School‑boy, worthles of such Honor Ioyn'd with a Masker, and a Reueller. Ant. Old Cassius still. Octa. Come Antony: away:
[2295]
Defiance Traitors, hurle we in your teeth. If you dare fight to day, come to the Field; If not, when you haue stomackes.
Exit Octauius, Antony, and Army Cassi. Why now blow winde, swell Billow, And swimme Barke:
[2300]
The Storme is vp, and all is on the hazard.
Bru. Ho Lucillius, hearke, a word with you. Lucillius and Messala stand forth. Luc. My Lord. Cassi. Messala. Messa. What sayes my Generall? Cassi.
[2305]
Messala, this is my Birth‑day: at this very day Was Cassius borne. Giue me thy hand Messala: Be thou my witnesse, that against my will (As Pompey was) am I compell'd to set Vpon one Battell all our Liberties.
[2310]
You know, that I held Epicurus strong, And his Opinion: Now I change my minde, And partly credit things that do presage. Comming from Sardis, on our former Ensigne Two mighty Eagles fell, and there they pearch'd,
[2315]
Gorging and feeding from our Soldiers hands,

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Actus Quintus. [Act 5, Scene 1] Enter Octauius, Antony, and their Army. Octa. Now Antony, our hopes are answered, You said the Enemy would not come downe, But keepe the Hilles and vpper Regions:
[2230]
It proues not so: their battailes are at hand, They meane to warne vs at Philippi heere: Answering before we do demand of them.
Ant. Tut I am in their bosomes, and I know Wherefore they do it: They could be content
[2235]
To visit other places, and come downe With fearefull brauery: thinking by this face To fasten in our thoughts that they haue Courage; But 'tis not so.
Enter a Messenger. Mes. Prepare you Generals,
[2240]
The Enemy comes on in gallant shew: Their bloody signe of Battell is hung out, And something to be done immediately.
Ant. Octauius, leade your Battaile softly on Vpon the left hand of the euen Field. Octa.
[2245]
Vpon the right hand I, keepe thou the left.
Ant. Why do you crosse me in this exigent. Octa. I do not crosse you: but I will do so. March. Drum. Enter Brutus, Cassius, & their Army. Bru. They stand, and would haue parley. Cassi. Stand fast Titinius, we must out and talke. Octa.
[2250]
Mark Antony, shall we giue signe of Battaile?
Ant. No Cæsar, we will answer on their Charge. Make forth, the Generals would haue some words. Oct. Stirre not vntill the Signall. Bru. Words before blowes: is it so Countrymen? Octa.
[2255]
Not that we loue words better, as you do.
Bru. Good words are better then bad strokes Octauius. An. In your bad strokes Brutus, you giue good words Witnesse the hole you made in Cæsars heart, Crying long liue, Haile Cæsar. Cassi.
[2260]
Antony, The posture of your blowes are yet vnknowne; But for your words, they rob the Hibla Bees, And leaue them Hony‑lesse.
Ant. Not stinglesse too. Bru.
[2265]
O yes, and soundlesse too: For you haue stolne their buzzing Antony, And very wisely threat before you sting.
Ant. Villains: you did not so, when your vile daggers Hackt one another in the sides of Cæsar:
[2270]
You shew'd your teethes like Apes, And fawn'd like Hounds, And bow'd like Bondmen, kissing Cæsars feete; Whil'st damned Caska, like a Curre, behinde Strooke Cæsar on the necke. O you Flatterers.
Cassi.
[2275]
Flatterers? Now Brutus thanke your selfe, This tongue had not offended so to day. If Cassius might haue rul'd.
Octa. Come, come, the cause. If arguing make vs swet, The proofe of it will turne to redder drops:
[2280]
Looke, I draw a Sword against Conspirators, When thinke you that the Sword goes vp againe? Neuer till Cæsars three and thirtie wounds Be well aueng'd; or till another Cæsar Haue added slaughter to the Sword of Traitors.
Brut.
[2285]
Cæsar, thou canst not dye by Traitors hands. Vnlesse thou bring'st them with thee.
Octa. So I hope: I was not borne to dye on Brutus Sword. Bru. O if thou wer't the Noblest of thy Straine,
[2290]
Yong‑man, thou could'st not dye more honourable.
Cassi. A peeuish School‑boy, worthles of such Honor Ioyn'd with a Masker, and a Reueller. Ant. Old Cassius still. Octa. Come Antony: away:
[2295]
Defiance Traitors, hurle we in your teeth. If you dare fight to day, come to the Field; If not, when you haue stomackes.
Exit Octauius, Antony, and Army Cassi. Why now blow winde, swell Billow, And swimme Barke:
[2300]
The Storme is vp, and all is on the hazard.
Bru. Ho Lucillius, hearke, a word with you. Lucillius and Messala stand forth. Luc. My Lord. Cassi. Messala. Messa. What sayes my Generall? Cassi.
[2305]
Messala, this is my Birth‑day: at this very day Was Cassius borne. Giue me thy hand Messala: Be thou my witnesse, that against my will (As Pompey was) am I compell'd to set Vpon one Battell all our Liberties.
[2310]
You know, that I held Epicurus strong, And his Opinion: Now I change my minde, And partly credit things that do presage. Comming from Sardis, on our former Ensigne Two mighty Eagles fell, and there they pearch'd,
[2315]
Gorging and feeding from our Soldiers hands, Who to Philippi heere consorted vs: This Morning are they fled away, and gone, And in their steeds, do Rauens, Crowes, and Kites Fly ore our heads, and downward looke on vs
[2320]
As we were sickely prey; their shadowes seeme A Canopy most fatall, vnder which Our Army lies, ready to giue vp the Ghost.
Messa. Beleeue not so. Cassi. I but beleeue it partly,
[2325]
For I am fresh of spirit, and resolu'd To meete all perils, very constantly.
Bru. Euen so Lucillius. Cassi. Now most Noble Brutus, The Gods to day stand friendly, that we may
[2330]
Louers in peace, leade on our dayes to age. But since the affayres of men rests still incertaine, Let's reason with the worst that may befall. If we do lose this Battaile, then is this The very last time we shall speake together:
[2335]
What are you then determined to do?
Bru. Euen by the rule of that Philosophy, By which I did blame Cato, for the death Which he did giue himselfe, I know not how: But I do finde it Cowardly, and vile,
[2340]
For feare of what might fall, so to preuent The time of life, arming my selfe with patience, To stay the prouidence of some high Powers, That gouerne vs below.
Cassi. Then, if we loose this Battaile,
[2345]
You are contented to be led in Triumph Thorow the streets of Rome.
Bru. No Cassius, no: Thinke not thou Noble Romane, That euer Brutus will go bound to Rome,
[2350]
He beares too great a minde. But this same day Must end that worke, the Ides of March begun. And whether we shall meete againe, I know not: Therefore our euerlasting farewell take: For euer, and for euer, farewell Cassius,
[2355]
If we do meete againe, why we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.
Cassi. For euer, and for euer, farewell Brutus: If we do meete againe, wee'l smile indeede; If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made. Bru.
[2360]
Why then leade on. O that a man might know The end of this dayes businesse, ere it come: But it sufficeth, that the day will end, And then the end is knowne. Come ho, away.
Exeunt.
 

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      <l n="2255">Not that we loue words better, as you do.</l>
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         <hi rend="italic">Antony</hi>,</l>
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         <hi rend="italic">Cæsar</hi>, thou canst not dye by Traitors hands.</l>
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      <l n="2287">So I hope:</l>
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      <l n="2289">O if thou wer't the Noblest of thy Straine,</l>
      <l n="2290">Yong‑man, thou could'st not dye more honourable.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2291">A peeuish School‑boy, worthles of such Honor</l>
      <l n="2292">Ioyn'd with a Masker, and a Reueller.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Ant.</speaker>
      <l n="2293">Old<hi rend="italic">Cassius</hi>still.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Octa.</speaker>
      <l n="2294">Come<hi rend="italic">Antony</hi>: away:</l>
      <l n="2295">Defiance Traitors, hurle we in your teeth.</l>
      <l n="2296">If you dare fight to day, come to the Field;</l>
      <l n="2297">If not, when you haue stomackes.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2298">Why now blow winde, swell Billow,</l>
      <l n="2299">And swimme Barke:</l>
      <l n="2300">The Storme is vp, and all is on the hazard.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-bru">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bru.</speaker>
      <l n="2301">Ho<hi rend="italic">Lucillius</hi>, hearke, a word with you.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Luc.</speaker>
      <l n="2302">My Lord.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2303">
         <hi rend="italic">Messala</hi>.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-msa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Messa.</speaker>
      <l n="2304">What sayes my Generall?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2305">
         <hi rend="italic">Messala</hi>, this is my Birth‑day: at this very day</l>
      <l n="2306">Was<hi rend="italic">Cassius</hi>borne. Giue me thy hand<hi rend="italic">Messala</hi>:</l>
      <l n="2307">Be thou my witnesse, that against my will</l>
      <l n="2308">(As Pompey was) am I compell'd to set</l>
      <l n="2309">Vpon one Battell all our Liberties.</l>
      <l n="2310">You know, that I held<hi rend="italic">Epicurus</hi>strong,</l>
      <l n="2311">And his Opinion: Now I change my minde,</l>
      <l n="2312">And partly credit things that do presage.</l>
      <l n="2313">Comming from<hi rend="italic">Sardis</hi>, on our former Ensigne</l>
      <l n="2314">Two mighty Eagles fell, and there they pearch'd,</l>
      <l n="2315">Gorging and feeding from our Soldiers hands,</l>
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      <l n="2316">Who to<hi rend="italic">Philippi</hi>heere consorted vs:</l>
      <l n="2317">This Morning are they fled away, and gone,</l>
      <l n="2318">And in their steeds, do Rauens, Crowes, and Kites</l>
      <l n="2319">Fly ore our heads, and downward looke on vs</l>
      <l n="2320">As we were sickely prey; their shadowes seeme</l>
      <l n="2321">A Canopy most fatall, vnder which</l>
      <l n="2322">Our Army lies, ready to giue vp the Ghost.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-msa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Messa.</speaker>
      <l n="2323">Beleeue not so.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2324">I but beleeue it partly,</l>
      <l n="2325">For I am fresh of spirit, and resolu'd</l>
      <l n="2326">To meete all perils, very constantly.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-bru">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bru.</speaker>
      <l n="2327">Euen so<hi rend="italic">Lucillius</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2328">Now most Noble<hi rend="italic">Brutus</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2329">The Gods to day stand friendly, that we may</l>
      <l n="2330">Louers in peace, leade on our dayes to age.</l>
      <l n="2331">But since the affayres of men rests still incertaine,</l>
      <l n="2332">Let's reason with the worst that may befall.</l>
      <l n="2333">If we do lose this Battaile, then is this</l>
      <l n="2334">The very last time we shall speake together:</l>
      <l n="2335">What are you then determined to do?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-bru">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bru.</speaker>
      <l n="2336">Euen by the rule of that Philosophy,</l>
      <l n="2337">By which I did blame<hi rend="italic">Cato</hi>, for the death</l>
      <l n="2338">Which he did giue himselfe, I know not how:</l>
      <l n="2339">But I do finde it Cowardly, and vile,</l>
      <l n="2340">For feare of what might fall, so to preuent</l>
      <l n="2341">The time of life, arming my selfe with patience,</l>
      <l n="2342">To stay the prouidence of some high Powers,</l>
      <l n="2343">That gouerne vs below.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2344">Then, if we loose this Battaile,</l>
      <l n="2345">You are contented to be led in Triumph</l>
      <l n="2346">Thorow the streets of Rome.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-bru">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bru.</speaker>
      <l n="2347">No<hi rend="italic">Cassius</hi>, no:</l>
      <l n="2348">Thinke not thou Noble Romane,</l>
      <l n="2349">That euer<hi rend="italic">Brutus</hi>will go bound to Rome,</l>
      <l n="2350">He beares too great a minde. But this same day</l>
      <l n="2351">Must end that worke, the Ides of March begun.</l>
      <l n="2352">And whether we shall meete againe, I know not:</l>
      <l n="2353">Therefore our euerlasting farewell take:</l>
      <l n="2354">For euer, and for euer, farewell<hi rend="italic">Cassius</hi>,</l>
      <l n="2355">If we do meete againe, why we shall smile;</l>
      <l n="2356">If not, why then this parting was well made.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-cas">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cassi.</speaker>
      <l n="2357">For euer, and for euer, farewell<hi rend="italic">Brutus</hi>:</l>
      <l n="2358">If we do meete againe, wee'l smile indeede;</l>
      <l n="2359">If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-jc-bru">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bru.</speaker>
      <l n="2360">Why then leade on. O that a man might know</l>
      <l n="2361">The end of this dayes businesse, ere it come:</l>
      <l n="2362">But it sufficeth, that the day will end,</l>
      <l n="2363">And then the end is knowne. Come ho, away.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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