Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassi. Of any bold, or Noble Enterprize,
Cassi. How‑euer he puts on this tardie forme:
Cassi. This Rudenesse is a Sawce to his good Wit,
Cassi. Which giues men stomacke to disgest his words
Cassi. With better Appetite.
Brut. Brut.
Brut. And so it is:
Brut. For this time I will leaue you:
Brut. To morrow, if you please to speake with me,
Brut. I will come home to you: or if you will,
Brut. Come home to me, and I will wait for you.
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. I will doe so: till then, thinke of the World.
Cassi. Exit Brutus.
Cassi. Well Brutus, thou art Noble: yet I see,
Cassi. Thy Honorable Mettle may be wrought
Cassi. From that it is dispos'd: therefore it is meet,
Cassi. That Noble mindes keepe euer with their likes:
Cassi. For who so firme, that cannot be seduc'd?
Cassi. Cæsar doth beare me hard, but he loues utus .