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Drum. Enter BRUTUS with
LUCIUS, LUCILLIUS, and the army.
TITINIUS and PINDARUS meet them
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A drum plays. BRUTUS,
LUCILLIUS, LUCIUS, and
SOLDIERS enter. TITINIUS and
PINDARUS meet them.
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BRUTUS Stand, ho!
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BRUTUS Stop.
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LUCILLIUS Give the word, ho, and stand.
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LUCILLIUS Pass on the command to halt!
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BRUTUS What now, Lucillius? Is Cassius near?
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BRUTUS What’s happening now, Lucillius? Is Cassius
nearby?
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LUCILLIUS He is at hand, and Pindarus is come
5To do you salutation from his master.
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LUCILLIUS He’s nearby, and Pindarus has come to salute you on
behalf of his master.
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BRUTUS He greets me well.—Your master, Pindarus,
In his own change or by ill officers
Hath given me some worthy cause to wish
Things done, undone. But if he be at hand
10I shall be satisfied.
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BRUTUS He sends his greetings through a good man. Your master, Pindarus,
either because he’s changed his mind or been influenced by
bad officers, has made me wish we hadn’t done some of the
things we did. If he’s nearby, I want an
explanation.
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PINDARUS I do not doubt
But that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, full of regard and honor.
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PINDARUS I have no doubt that my noble master will prove himself to be what
he is: honorable and noble.
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BRUTUS He is not doubted.—A word, Lucillius.
(takes LUCILLIUS
aside)
15How he received you, let me be resolved.
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BRUTUS I don’t doubt him. Can I have a word with you, Lucillius?
(takes LUCILLIUS
aside) Tell me how Cassius treated
you. Put my mind at rest.
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LUCILLIUS With courtesy and with respect enough.
But not with such familiar instances
Nor with such free and friendly conference
As he hath used of old.
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LUCILLIUS He received me with courtesy and sufficient respect, but not with
affection, nor with as much open and friendly conversation as he
once greeted me.
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BRUTUS Thou hast
described
20A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucillius,
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforcèd ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith.
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
25Make gallant show and promise of their mettle.
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BRUTUS You’ve described a warm friend who’s cooling
off. Remember this, Lucillius. When a friend starts to get sick of
you, he treats you artificially. Plain and simple loyalty
doesn’t make anyone act phony. But insincere men, like
horses who are too lively at the start of a race, make a big show of
their spirit.
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