Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Put on my Browes this wreath of Victorie,
Tit. And bid me giue it thee? Did'st thou not heare their. (showts?
Tit. Alas, thou hast misconstrued euery thing.
Tit. But hold thee, take this Garland on thy Brow,
Tit. Thy Brutus bid me giue it thee, and I
Tit. Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace,
Tit. And see how I regarded Caius Cassius:
Tit. By your leaue Gods: This is a Romans part,
Tit. Come Cassius Sword, and finde Titinius hart.
Tit. Dies
Tit. Alarum. Enter Brutus, Messala, yong Cato
Tit. Strato, Volumnius, and Lucillius.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Where, where Messala, doth his body lye?
Messa. Messa.
Messa. Loe yonder, and Titinius mourning it.
Bru. Titinius face is vpward.
Cato. Cato.
Cato. He is slaine.