Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tit. Tit.
Tit. I will be heere againe, euen with a thought.
Tit. Exit.
Cassi. Cassi.
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.
Cassi. What newes?
Pind. Titinius is enclosed round about
Pind. With Horsemen, that make to him on the Spurre,
Pind. Yet he spurres on. Now they are almost on him:
Pind. Now Titinius. Now some light: O he lights too.
Pind. Hee's tane.