Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. Brutus, this sober forme of yours, hides wrongs,
Cassi. And when you do them⸺
Brut. Brut.
Brut. Cassius, be content,
Brut. Speake your greefes softly, I do know you well.
Brut. Before the eyes of both our Armies heere
Brut. (Which should perceiue nothing but Loue from vs)
Brut. Let vs not wrangle. Bid them moue away:
Brut. Then in my Tent Cassius enlarge your Greefes,
Brut. And I will giue you Audience.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Pindarus,
Cassi. Bid our Commanders leade their Charges off
Cassi. A little from this ground.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Lucillius, do you the like, and let no man
Bru. Come to our Tent, till we haue done our Conference.
Bru. Let Lucius and Titinius guard our doore.
Bru. Exeunt
Bru. [Act 4, Scene 3]