Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dec. What, shall we forth?
Cassi. Cassi.
Cassi. I, euery man away.
Cassi. Brutus shall leade, and we will grace his heeles
Cassi. With the most boldest, and best hearts of Rome.
Cassi. Enter a Seruant.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. Soft, who comes heere? A friend of Antonies.
Ser. Ser.
Ser. Thus Brutus did my Master bid me kneele;
Ser. Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall downe,
Ser. And being prostrate, thus he bad me say:
Ser. Brutus is Noble, Wise, Valiant, and Honest;
Ser. Cæsar was Mighty, Bold, Royall, and Louing:
Ser. Say, I loue Brutus, and I honour him;
Ser. Say, I fear'd Cæsar, honour'd him, and lou'd him.
Ser. If Brutus will vouchsafe, that Antony
Ser. May safely come to him, and be resolu'd
Ser. How Cæsar hath deseru'd to lye in death,
Ser. Mark Antony, shall not loue Cæsar dead