Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. Be thou my witnesse, that against my will
Cassi. (As Pompey was) am I compell'd to set
Cassi. Vpon one Battell all our Liberties.
Cassi. You know, that I held Epicurus strong,
Cassi. And his Opinion: Now I change my minde,
Cassi. And partly credit things that do presage.
Cassi. Comming from Sardis, on our former Ensigne
Cassi. Two mighty Eagles fell, and there they pearch'd,
Cassi. Gorging and feeding from our Soldiers hands,
Cassi.
Cassi. The Tragedie of Iulius Cæsar.
Cassi. Who to Philippi heere consorted vs:
Cassi. This Morning are they fled away, and gone,
Cassi. And in their steeds, do Rauens, Crowes, and Kites
Cassi. Fly ore our heads, and downward looke on vs
Cassi. As we were sickely prey; their shadowes seeme
Cassi. A Canopy most fatall, vnder which
Cassi. Our Army lies, ready to giue vp the Ghost.
Messa. Messa.
Messa. Beleeue not so.