Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cas. My heart is thirsty for that Noble pledge.
Cas. Fill Lucius, till the Wine ore‑swell the Cup:
Cas. I cannot drinke too much of Brutus loue.
Cas. Enter Titinius and Messala.
Brutus. Brutus.
Brutus. Come in Titinius:
Brutus. Welcome good Messala:
Brutus. Now sit we close about this Taper heere,
Brutus. And call in question our necessities.
Cass. Cass.
Cass. Portia, art thou gone?
Bru. Bru.
Bru. No more I pray you.
Bru. Messala, I haue heere receiued Letters,
Bru. That yong Octauius, and Marke Antony
Bru. Come downe vpon vs with a mighty power,
Bru. Bending their Expedition toward Philippi.
Bru. II3
Bru. Mess.
Bru. The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar.