Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cas. Cas.
Cas. And come your selues, & bring Messala with you
Cas. Immediately to vs.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Lucius, a bowle of Wine.
Cas. I did not thinke you could haue bin so angry.
Bru. O Cassius, I am sicke of many greefes.
Cas. Of your Philosophy you make no vse,
Cas. If you giue place to accidentall euils.
Bru. No man beares sorrow better. Portia is dead.
Cas. Ha? Portia?
Bru. She is dead.
Cas. How scap'd I killing, when I crost you so?