Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cly. Cly.
Cly. Fly my Lord, flye.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Hence: I will follow:
Bru. I prythee Strato, stay thou by thy Lord,
Bru. Thou art a Fellow of a good respect:
Bru. Thy life hath had some smatch of Honor in it,
Bru. Hold then my Sword, and turne away thy face,
Bru. While I do run vpon it. Wilt thou Strato?
Stra. Stra.
Stra. Giue me your hand first. Fare you wel my Lord.
Bru. Farewell good Strato. ⸺CÆsar, now be still,
Bru. I kill'd not thee with halfe so good a will.
Bru. Dyes.
Bru. Alarum. Retreat. Enter Antony, Octauius, Messala,
Bru. Lucillius, and the Army.
Octa. Octa.
Octa. What man is that?
Messa. Messa.