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That mak'st my blood cold, and my hair to stare?
Speak to me what thou art. 647. Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus. 648. Bru. Why com’st thou?
Ghost. To tell thee, thou shalt see me at Philippi. 650. Bru. Well; then I shall see thee again? 651. Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
[Ghost vanishes. 652. Bru. Why, I will see thee at Philippi then.
Now I have taken heart, thou vanishest:
Luc. The strings, my lord, are false.
Bru. He thinks, he still is at his instrument.
Luc. My lord !
Luc. Nothing, my lord.
Var. My lord !
Clau. Nor I, my lord. 668. Bru. Go, and commend me to my brother Cassius;
Bid him set on his powers betimes before,
Var. Clau. It shall be done, my lord. [Exeunt. ACT V.
SCENE I. - The Plains of Philippi.
Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their Army. 670. Oct. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered.
You said the enemy would not come down,
Answering before we do demand of them.
Wherefore they do it: they could be content
Enter a MESSENGER.
And something to be done immediately. 673. Ant. Octavius, lead your battle softly on,
Upon the left hand of the even field. 674. Oct. Upon the right hand I; keep thou the left. 675. Ant. Why do you cross me in this exigent?
Oct. I do not cross you; but I will do so. [March. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, Cassius, and their Army; LUCIL
IUS, TITINIUS, MESSALA, and others. 677. Bru. They stand, and would have parley.
Cas. Stand fast, Titinius : we must out and talk. 679. Oct. Mark Antony, shall we give sign of battle? 680. Ant. No, Cæsar, we will answer on their charge. Make forth; the generals would have some words.
Oct. Stir not until the signal.
Ant. In your bad strokes, Brutus, you give good words: Witness the hole you made in Cæsar's heart,
Crying, Long live! Hail, Cæsar! 686. Cas. Antony,
The posture of your blows are yet unknown;
Ant. Not stingless too.
Bru. O, yes, and soundless too;
have stolen their buzzing, Antony, And, very wisely, threat before you sting. 689. Ant. Villains, you did not so, when your vile dag.
gers Hacked one another in the sides of Cæsar: You showed your teeth like apes, and fawned like hounds, And bowed like bondmen, kissing Cæsar's feet; Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind,
Struck Cæsar on the neck. O you flatterers ! 690. Cas. Flatterers ! — Now, Brutus, thank yourself:
This tongue had not offended so to-day,
If Cassius might have ruled. 691. Oct. Come, come, the cause: if arguing make us
Have added slaughter to the sword of traitors. 692. Bru. Cæsar, thou canst not die by traitors' hands, Unless thou bring'st them with thee.
Oct. So I hope;
Cas. A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such honor,
Ant. Old Cassius still! 697. Oct. Come, Antony; away!
Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your teeth.
you dare fight to-day, come to the field; If not, when you have stomachs.
[Exeunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army Cas. Why now, blow, wind; swell, billow; and swim,
bark! The storm is up, and all is on the hazard. 699. Bru. Ho! Lucilius; hark, a word with you. Lucil. My lord!
[Brutus and LUCILIUS Converse apari. Cas. Messala,
Mes. What says my general? 703. Cas. Messala,
This is my birth-day; as this very day
canopy most fatal, under which
Mes. Believe not so.
For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved
Bru. Even so, Lucilius.
The gods to-day stand friendly, that we may,
The very last time we shall speak together :
What are you then determined to do?
By which I did blame Cato for the death
Cas. Then, if we lose this battle,
Thorough the streets of Rome? 710. Bru. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman,
That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome;
Cas. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus!
SCENE II. - The same. The Field of Battle.
Alarum. - Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA.
713. Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills
Unto the legions on the other side. [Loud alarum.