Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Cæs I am ashamed I did yeeld to them.
Cæs Giue me my Robe, for I will go.
Cæs Enter Brutus, Ligarius, Metellus, Caska, Trebo
Cæs nius, Cynna, and Publius.
Cæs And looke where Publius is come to fetch me.
Pub. Pub.
Pub. Good morrow Cæsar.
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. Welcome Publius.
Cæs. What Brutus, are you stirr'd so earely too?
Cæs. Good morrow Caska: Caius Ligarius,
Cæs. Cæsar was ne're so much your enemy,
Cæs. As that same Ague which hath made you leane.
Cæs. What is't a Clocke?
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.
Cæs. I thanke you for your paines and curtesie.
Cæs. Enter Antony.
Cæs. See, Antony that Reuels long a‑nights