Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cæs. As that same Ague which hath made you leane.
Cæs. What is't a Clocke?
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Cæsar, 'tis strucken eight.
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. I thanke you for your paines and curtesie.
Cæs. Enter Antony.
Cæs. See, Antony that Reuels long a‑nights
Cæs. Is notwithstanding vp. Good morrow Antony
Ant. Ant.
Ant. So to most Noble Cæsar
Cæs. Bid them prepare within:
Cæs. I am too blame to be thus waited for.
Cæs. Now Cynna, now Metellus: what Trebonius,
Cæs. I haue an houres talke in store for you:
Cæs. Remember that you call on me to day:
Cæs. Be neere me, that I may remember you.
Treb. Treb.
Treb. Cæsar I will: and so neere will I be,