Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bru. To locke such Rascall Counters from his Friends,
Bru. Be ready Gods with all your Thunder‑bolts,
Bru. Dash him to peeces.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. I deny'd you not.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. You did.
Cassi. I did not. He was but a Foole
Cassi. That brought my answer back. Brutus hath riu'd my hart:
Cassi. A Friend should beare his Friends infirmities;
Cassi. But Brutus makes mine greater then they are.
Bru. I do not, till you practice them on me.
Cassi. You loue me not.
Bru. I do not like your faults.
Cassi. A friendly eye could neuer see such faults.