SCENE III. The same. Another part of the Field. Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS. 714. Cas. O, look, Titinius, look; the villains fly! I slew the coward, and did take it from him. Enter PINDarus. 716. Pin. Fly further off, my lord, fly further off; Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord! Fly therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off. Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius: Are those my tents, where I perceive the fire? Tit. They are, my lord. 719. Cas. Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, And here again; that I may rest assured, Whether yond troops are friend or enemy. Tit. I will be here again even with a thought. [Exit. 721. Cas. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill; My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius, And tell me what thou not'st about the field. · [Exit PINDARus. This day I breathed first: time is come round, Cas. What news? 724. Pin. Titinius is enclosed round about With horsemen, that make to him on the spur; Yet he spurs on. - Now they are almost on him. Now some light: -- O, he lights too : He's ta'en; and, hark! They shout for joy. [Shout. 725. Cas. Come down; behold no more. Enter PINDARUS. Come hither, sirrah! In Parthia did I take thee prisoner; And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, That, whatsoever I did bid thee do, Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath! Now be a freeman; and with this good sword, That ran through Cæsar's bowels, search this bosom. Stand not to answer: here, take thou the hilts; Guide thou the sword. Cæsar, thou art revenged, Even with the sword that killed thee. [Dies. Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Durst I have done my will. O Cassius! Far from this country Pindarus shall run, Where never Roman shall take note of him. [Exit. Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA. 727. Mes. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power, As Cassius' legions are by Antony. Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. Tit. All disconsolate, With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill. Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the ground? 734. Tit. No, this was he, Messala; But Cassius is no more. -— O setting sun! As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night, So in his red blood Cassius' day is set; Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done! 735. Mes. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. O hateful Error! Melancholy's child! Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men But kill'st the mother that engendered thee. Tit. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pindarus? Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; For piercing steel, and darts envenomed, Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus As tidings of this sight. 738. Tit. Hie you, Messala, And I will seek for Pindarus the while. [Exit MESSALA. Did I not meet thy friends? and did not they Put on my brows this wreath of victory, And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts? Alas, thou hast misconstrued everything. But hold thee, take this garland on thy brow; Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I Will do his bidding. - Brutus, come apace, And see how I regarded Caius Cassius. By your leave, gods:- this is a Roman's part: Come, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' heart. [Dies. Alarum.-Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, young CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS. Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie? 740. Mes. Lo, yonder; and Titinius mourning it. Bru. Titinius' face is upward. Cato. He is slain. 743. Bru. O Julius Cæsar, thou art mighty yet! Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords In our own proper entrails. [Low alarums. Look, whe'r he have not crowned dead Cassius! 745. Bru. Are yet two Romans living such as these? The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow. - Friends, I owe moe tears To this dead man, than you shall see me pay. SCENE IV. Another part of the Field. [Exeunt. Alarum. - Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others. Bru. Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads! 747. Cato. What bastard doth not? Who will go with me? I will proclaim my name about the field: I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend; I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! [Charges the enemy. Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus. [Exit, charging the enemy. CATO is overpowered, and falls. Lucil. O young and noble Cato, art thou down? Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius; 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. 751. Lucil. Only I yield to die: There is so much, that thou wilt kill me straight; [Offering money. Kill Brutus, and be honored in his death. 752. I Sold. We must not. A noble prisoner! 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en. 754. 1 Sold. I'll tell the news. Here comes the general. Enter ANTONY. Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. Ant. Where is he? Lucil. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough. 757. I dare assure thee, that no enemy Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus : The gods defend him from so great a shame! When you do find him, or alive or dead, He will be found like Brutus, like himself. Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you, Such men my friends than enemies. Go on, And see whe'r Brutus be alive or dead; SCENE V. - Another part of the Field. [Exeunt. Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock. He came not back: he is or ta'en or slain. 760. Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word; It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. 770. [Whispering. Cli. What! I, my lord? No, not for all the world. Cli. I'll rather kill myself. Dar. O Clitus! [Whispers him. Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? That it runs over even at his eyes. Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word. 773. Bru. Why, this, Volumnius: The ghost of Cæsar hath appeared to me |