Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Tit.
Tit. They are, my Lord.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. Titinius, if thou louest me,
Cassi. Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurres in him,
Cassi. Till he haue brought thee vp to yonder Troopes
Cassi. And heere againe, that I may rest assur'd
Cassi. Whether yond Troopes, are Friend or Enemy.
Tit. I will be heere againe, euen with a thought.
Tit. Exit.
Cassi. Go Pindarus, get higher on that hill,
Cassi. My sight was euer thicke: regard Titinius,
Cassi. And tell me what thou not'st about the Field.
Cassi. This day I breathed first, Time is come round,
Cassi. And where I did begin, there shall I end,
Cassi. My life is run his compasse. Sirra, what newes?
Pind. Pind.
Pind. Aboue. O my Lord.