Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Titin. O Cassius, Brutus gaue the word too early,
Titin. Who hauing some aduantage on Octauius,
Titin. Tooke it too eagerly: his Soldiers fell to spoyle,
Titin. Whilst we by Antony are all inclos'd.
Titin. Enter Pindarus.
Pind. Pind.
Pind. Fly further off my Lord: flye further off,
Pind. Mark Antony is in your Tents my Lord:
Pind. Flye therefore Noble Cassius, flye farre off.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. This Hill is farre enough. Looke, look Titinius
Cassi. Are those my Tents where I perceiue the fire?
Tit. Tit.
Tit. They are, my Lord.
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.