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Enter BRUTUS , DARDANIUS , CLITUS , STRATO , and VOLUMNIUS
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Enter BRUTUS , DARDANIUS , CLITUS , STRATO , and VOLUMNIUS
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BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
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BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
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CLITUS Statilius showed the torchlight but, my lord,
He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain.
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CLITUS Statilius showed the torchlight but, my lord,
He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain.
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BRUTUS Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word.
5 It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
(whispers to CLITUS)
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BRUTUS Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word.
It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
(whispers to CLITUS)
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CLITUS What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world.
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CLITUS What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world.
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BRUTUS Peace then! No words.
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BRUTUS Peace then! No words.
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CLITUS I’ll rather kill myself.
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CLITUS I’ll rather kill myself.
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BRUTUS Hark thee, Dardanius.
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BRUTUS Hark thee, Dardanius.
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DARDANIUS Shall I do such a deed?
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DARDANIUS Shall I do such a deed?
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CLITUS O Dardanius!
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CLITUS O Dardanius!
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DARDANIUS O Clitus!
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DARDANIUS O Clitus!
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS)
What ill request did Brutus make to thee?
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS)
What ill request did Brutus make to thee?
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DARDANIUS To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
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DARDANIUS To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS) Now is that noble vessel full of grief,
That it runs over even at his eyes.
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS) Now is that noble vessel full of grief,
That it runs over even at his eyes.
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BRUTUS Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word.
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BRUTUS Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word.
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VOLUMNIUS 20 What says my lord?
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VOLUMNIUS What says my lord?
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BRUTUS Why this, Volumnius:
The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me
Two several times by night. At Sardis once,
And this last night here in Philippi fields.
I know my hour is come.
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BRUTUS Why this, Volumnius:
The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me
Two several times by night. At Sardis once,
And this last night here in Philippi fields.
I know my hour is come.
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VOLUMNIUS Not so, my lord.
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VOLUMNIUS Not so, my lord.
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BRUTUS 25 Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.
Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes.
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
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BRUTUS Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.
Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes.
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
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Low alarums
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Low alarums
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It is more worthy to leap in ourselves
Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,
30 Thou know’st that we two went to school together.
Even for that our love of old, I prithee,
Hold thou my sword hilts, whilst I run on it.
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It is more worthy to leap in ourselves
Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,
Thou know’st that we two went to school together.
Even for that our love of old, I prithee,
Hold thou my sword hilts, whilst I run on it.
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VOLUMNIUS That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
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VOLUMNIUS That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
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Alarum still
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Alarum still
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CLITUS Fly, fly, my lord. There is no tarrying here.
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CLITUS Fly, fly, my lord. There is no tarrying here.
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BRUTUS —Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep.
Farewell to thee too, Strato.—Countrymen,
My heart doth joy that yet in all my life
I found no man but he was true to me.
40 I shall have glory by this losing day
More than Octavius and Mark Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once, for Brutus' tongue
Hath almost ended his life’s history.
45 Night hangs upon mine eyes. My bones would rest,
That have but labored to attain this hour.
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BRUTUS —Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep.
Farewell to thee too, Strato.—Countrymen,
My heart doth joy that yet in all my life
I found no man but he was true to me.
I shall have glory by this losing day
More than Octavius and Mark Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once, for Brutus' tongue
Hath almost ended his life’s history.
Night hangs upon mine eyes. My bones would rest,
That have but labored to attain this hour.
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Alarum. Cry within “Fly, fly, fly!”
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Alarum. Cry within “Fly, fly, fly!”
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CLITUS Fly, my lord, fly.
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CLITUS Fly, my lord, fly.
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BRUTUS Hence. I will follow.
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BRUTUS Hence. I will follow.
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Exeunt CLITUS , DARDANIUS , and VOLUMNIUS
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Exeunt CLITUS , DARDANIUS , and VOLUMNIUS
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I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord.
Thou art a fellow of a good respect.
50 Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it.
Hold then my sword and turn away thy face
While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?
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I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord.
Thou art a fellow of a good respect.
Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it.
Hold then my sword and turn away thy face
While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?
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STRATO Give me your hand first.
(holds BRUTUS' sword) Fare you well, my lord.
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STRATO Give me your hand first.
(holds BRUTUS' sword) Fare you well, my lord.
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BRUTUS 55 Farewell, good Strato.
(runs on his sword) Caesar, now be still.
I killed not thee with half so good a will.
(dies)
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BRUTUS Farewell, good Strato.
(runs on his sword) Caesar, now be still.
I killed not thee with half so good a will.
(dies)
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Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILLIUS , and the army
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Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILLIUS , and the army
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OCTAVIUS What man is that?
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OCTAVIUS What man is that?
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MESSALA My master’s man.—Strato, where is thy master?
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MESSALA My master’s man.—Strato, where is thy master?
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STRATO 60 Free from the bondage you are in, Messala.
The conquerors can but make a fire of him.
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honor by his death.
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STRATO Free from the bondage you are in, Messala.
The conquerors can but make a fire of him.
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honor by his death.
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LUCILLIUS So Brutus should be found.—I thank thee, Brutus,
65 That thou hast proved Lucillius' saying true.
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LUCILLIUS So Brutus should be found.—I thank thee, Brutus,
That thou hast proved Lucillius' saying true.
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OCTAVIUS All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.
—Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
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OCTAVIUS All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.
—Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
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STRATO Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
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STRATO Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
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OCTAVIUS Do so, good Messala.
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OCTAVIUS Do so, good Messala.
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MESSALA How died my master, Strato?
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MESSALA How died my master, Strato?
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STRATO 70 I held the sword and he did run on it.
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STRATO I held the sword and he did run on it.
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MESSALA Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.
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MESSALA Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.
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ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
75 Did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
He only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
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ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
He only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
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OCTAVIUS According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie
Most like a soldier, ordered honorably.
85 So call the field to rest, and let’s away
To part the glories of this happy day.
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OCTAVIUS According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie
Most like a soldier, ordered honorably.
So call the field to rest, and let’s away
To part the glories of this happy day.
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Exeunt omnes
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Exeunt omnes
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Modern Text |
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Enter BRUTUS , DARDANIUS , CLITUS , STRATO , and VOLUMNIUS
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Enter BRUTUS , DARDANIUS , CLITUS , STRATO , and VOLUMNIUS
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BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
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BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
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CLITUS Statilius showed the torchlight but, my lord,
He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain.
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CLITUS Statilius showed the torchlight but, my lord,
He came not back. He is or ta'en or slain.
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BRUTUS Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word.
5 It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
(whispers to CLITUS)
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BRUTUS Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word.
It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
(whispers to CLITUS)
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CLITUS What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world.
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CLITUS What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world.
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BRUTUS Peace then! No words.
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BRUTUS Peace then! No words.
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CLITUS I’ll rather kill myself.
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CLITUS I’ll rather kill myself.
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BRUTUS Hark thee, Dardanius.
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BRUTUS Hark thee, Dardanius.
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DARDANIUS Shall I do such a deed?
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DARDANIUS Shall I do such a deed?
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CLITUS O Dardanius!
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CLITUS O Dardanius!
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DARDANIUS O Clitus!
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DARDANIUS O Clitus!
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS)
What ill request did Brutus make to thee?
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS)
What ill request did Brutus make to thee?
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DARDANIUS To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
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DARDANIUS To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates.
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS) Now is that noble vessel full of grief,
That it runs over even at his eyes.
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CLITUS (aside to DARDANIUS) Now is that noble vessel full of grief,
That it runs over even at his eyes.
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BRUTUS Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word.
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BRUTUS Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word.
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VOLUMNIUS 20 What says my lord?
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VOLUMNIUS What says my lord?
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BRUTUS Why this, Volumnius:
The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me
Two several times by night. At Sardis once,
And this last night here in Philippi fields.
I know my hour is come.
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BRUTUS Why this, Volumnius:
The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me
Two several times by night. At Sardis once,
And this last night here in Philippi fields.
I know my hour is come.
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VOLUMNIUS Not so, my lord.
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VOLUMNIUS Not so, my lord.
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BRUTUS 25 Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.
Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes.
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
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BRUTUS Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius.
Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes.
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
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Low alarums
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Low alarums
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It is more worthy to leap in ourselves
Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,
30 Thou know’st that we two went to school together.
Even for that our love of old, I prithee,
Hold thou my sword hilts, whilst I run on it.
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It is more worthy to leap in ourselves
Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius,
Thou know’st that we two went to school together.
Even for that our love of old, I prithee,
Hold thou my sword hilts, whilst I run on it.
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VOLUMNIUS That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
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VOLUMNIUS That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
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Alarum still
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Alarum still
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CLITUS Fly, fly, my lord. There is no tarrying here.
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CLITUS Fly, fly, my lord. There is no tarrying here.
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BRUTUS —Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep.
Farewell to thee too, Strato.—Countrymen,
My heart doth joy that yet in all my life
I found no man but he was true to me.
40 I shall have glory by this losing day
More than Octavius and Mark Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once, for Brutus' tongue
Hath almost ended his life’s history.
45 Night hangs upon mine eyes. My bones would rest,
That have but labored to attain this hour.
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BRUTUS —Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep.
Farewell to thee too, Strato.—Countrymen,
My heart doth joy that yet in all my life
I found no man but he was true to me.
I shall have glory by this losing day
More than Octavius and Mark Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once, for Brutus' tongue
Hath almost ended his life’s history.
Night hangs upon mine eyes. My bones would rest,
That have but labored to attain this hour.
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Alarum. Cry within “Fly, fly, fly!”
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Alarum. Cry within “Fly, fly, fly!”
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CLITUS Fly, my lord, fly.
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CLITUS Fly, my lord, fly.
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BRUTUS Hence. I will follow.
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BRUTUS Hence. I will follow.
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Exeunt CLITUS , DARDANIUS , and VOLUMNIUS
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Exeunt CLITUS , DARDANIUS , and VOLUMNIUS
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I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord.
Thou art a fellow of a good respect.
50 Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it.
Hold then my sword and turn away thy face
While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?
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I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord.
Thou art a fellow of a good respect.
Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it.
Hold then my sword and turn away thy face
While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato?
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STRATO Give me your hand first.
(holds BRUTUS' sword) Fare you well, my lord.
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STRATO Give me your hand first.
(holds BRUTUS' sword) Fare you well, my lord.
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BRUTUS 55 Farewell, good Strato.
(runs on his sword) Caesar, now be still.
I killed not thee with half so good a will.
(dies)
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BRUTUS Farewell, good Strato.
(runs on his sword) Caesar, now be still.
I killed not thee with half so good a will.
(dies)
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Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILLIUS , and the army
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Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS , ANTONY , MESSALA , LUCILLIUS , and the army
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OCTAVIUS What man is that?
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OCTAVIUS What man is that?
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MESSALA My master’s man.—Strato, where is thy master?
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MESSALA My master’s man.—Strato, where is thy master?
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STRATO 60 Free from the bondage you are in, Messala.
The conquerors can but make a fire of him.
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honor by his death.
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STRATO Free from the bondage you are in, Messala.
The conquerors can but make a fire of him.
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honor by his death.
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LUCILLIUS So Brutus should be found.—I thank thee, Brutus,
65 That thou hast proved Lucillius' saying true.
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LUCILLIUS So Brutus should be found.—I thank thee, Brutus,
That thou hast proved Lucillius' saying true.
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OCTAVIUS All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.
—Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
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OCTAVIUS All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.
—Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
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STRATO Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
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STRATO Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
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OCTAVIUS Do so, good Messala.
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OCTAVIUS Do so, good Messala.
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MESSALA How died my master, Strato?
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MESSALA How died my master, Strato?
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STRATO 70 I held the sword and he did run on it.
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STRATO I held the sword and he did run on it.
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MESSALA Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.
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MESSALA Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.
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ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
75 Did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
He only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
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ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar.
He only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up
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OCTAVIUS According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie
Most like a soldier, ordered honorably.
85 So call the field to rest, and let’s away
To part the glories of this happy day.
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OCTAVIUS According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rites of burial.
Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie
Most like a soldier, ordered honorably.
So call the field to rest, and let’s away
To part the glories of this happy day.
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Exeunt omnes
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Exeunt omnes
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