Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bru. For feare of what might fall, so to preuent
Bru. The time of life, arming my selfe with patience,
Bru. To stay the prouidence of some high Powers,
Bru. That gouerne vs below.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Then, if we loose this Battaile,
Cassi. You are contented to be led in Triumph
Cassi. Thorow the streets of Rome.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. No Cassius, no:
Bru. Thinke not thou Noble Romane,
Bru. That euer Brutus will go bound to Rome,
Bru. He beares too great a minde. But this same day
Bru. Must end that worke, the Ides of March begun.
Bru. And whether we shall meete againe, I know not:
Bru. Therefore our euerlasting farewell take:
Bru. For euer, and for euer, farewell Cassius,
Bru. If we do meete againe, why we shall smile;
Bru. If not, why then this parting was well made.