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Brutus's tent.
[Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS]
CASSIUS
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That you | have wronged | me, doth | appear | in
this:
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You have con|demned, and | noted | Lucius | Pella
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For tak|ing bribes | here of | the Sard|ians;
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Wherein | my let|ters, pray|ing on | his side,
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Because | I knew | the man | were slight|ed off.
BRUTUS
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You wronged | yourself | to write | in such | a
case.
CASSIUS
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In such | a time | as this,| it is / not meet
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That ev|ery nice | offense | should bear | his
com||ment.
BRUTUS
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Let | me tell | you, Cas|sius, you | yourself,
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Are much | condemned | to have | an itch|ing
palm,
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To sell,| and mart | your of|fices | for gold
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To un|deserv|ers.
CASSIUS
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I,| an itch|ing palm?
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You know | that you | are Brut|us that / speaks
this,
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Or by | the gods,| this speech | were else | your last.
BRUTUS
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The name | of Cas|sius honors | this cor|ruption,
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And chas|tisement | doth^there|fore hide | his
head.
CASSIUS
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Chastise|ment? \\
BRUTUS
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Remem|ber March,| the ides | of March |
remem|ber:
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Did not | great Jul/ius | bleed for | justice'|
sake? (hex with prev)
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What vil|lain touched | his bo|dy, that | did
stab,
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And not | for just|ice? What?| Shall one | of us,
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That struck | the foremost man | of all | this^world,
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But for | suppor|ting rob|bers: shall | we now,
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Contam|inate | our fing|ers, with / base bribes?
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And sell | the migh|ty space | of our large |
honors
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For so | much trash,| as may | be grasp|ed thus?
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I had rath|er be | a dog,| and bay | the moon,
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Than such | a Rom|an.
CASSIUS
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Brut|us, bait | not* me,
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I'll not | endure | it: you | forget | yourself
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To hedge | me in.| I am | a sol|dier, aye,
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Older | in prac|tice, ab|ler than | yourself
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To make | condi|tions.
BRUTUS
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Go to:| you are not | Cassius.
CASSIUS
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I am.
BRUTUS
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I say | you are | not.|
CASSIUS
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Urge me | no more,| I shall | forget | myself:
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Have mind | upon | your health:| tempt me no |
farther.
BRUTUS
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Away | slight man.
CASSIUS
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Is it | pos|sible?
BRUTUS
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Hear me, for | I will speak.|
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Must^I | give way,| and room | to your rash |
choler?
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Shall I | be fright|ed, when | a mad|man* stares?
CASSIUS
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O ye | gods, ye | gods, must^|I endure | all*
this?
BRUTUS
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All* this?| Aye* more:| fret till your | proud
heart break.
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Go show | your slaves | how chol|eric | you are,
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And make | your bond|men trem|ble. Must | I
budge?
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Must I | observe | you? Must | I stand | and
crouch
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Under | your tes|ty hum|or? By | the gods,
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You shall | digest | the ven|om of | your spleen
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Though^it | do split | you. For,| from this | day*
forth,
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I'll use | you for | my mirth,| yea for my |
laughter,
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When you | are wasp|ish.
CASSIUS
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Is | it come | to this?
BRUTUS
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You say,| you are | a bet|ter sol|dier:
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Let it | appear | so; make | your vaunt|ing true,
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And it | shall please | me well.| for mine^/own
part,
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I shall | be glad | to learn | of nob|le men.
CASSIUS
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You wrong | me eve|ry way:
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You wrong | me Brutus:
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I said,| an eld|er sol|dier, not | a better.
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Did^I | say better?
BRUTUS
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If you | did, I | care not*.
CASSIUS
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When Cae|sar lived,| he durst | not thus | have
moved || me.
BRUTUS
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Peace,| peace, you | durst not | so have |
tempted him.
CASSIUS
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I durst | not.
BRUTUS
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No.
CASSIUS
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What? Durst not | tempt him?
BRUTUS
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For your life | you durst not.|
CASSIUS
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Do not | presume | too much | upon | my love,
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I may | do that | I shall | be sor|ry for.
BRUTUS
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You have | done that you | should be sor|ry for.
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There is | no ter|ror Cas|sius in | your threats:
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For I | am armed | so strong | in hon|esty,
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That they | pass^by | me, as | the id|le wind,
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Which I | respect | not. I | did send | to you
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For cert|ain sums | of gold,| which you
de|nied me,
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For I | can raise | no* mon|ey by / vile means:
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By heav|en, I | had rath|er coin | my heart,
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And drop | my blood | for drach|mas, than | to
wring
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From the / hard hands | of peas|ants, their / vile
trash
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By an|y in|direc|tion: I | did send
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To you | for gold | to pay | my leg|ions,
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Which || you de|nied me:| was that | done like
| Cassius?
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Should I | have ans|wered Cai|us Cas|sius so?
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When Marc|us Brut|us grows | so cov|etous,
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To lock | such ras|cal count|ers from | his friends,
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Be rea|dy gods | with all | your thund|erbolts,
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Dash him | to pie|ces.
CASSIUS
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I | denied | you not.
BRUTUS
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You did.
CASSIUS
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I did
| not. he | was but | a fool
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That brought my answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart: ????
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A friend | should bear | his friend's |
infirm|ities;
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But Brut|us makes | mine great|er than | they
are.
BRUTUS
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I do | not, till | you prac|tice them | on me.
CASSIUS
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You love | me not.
BRUTUS
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I do | not like | your faults.
CASSIUS
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A friend|ly eye | could nev|er see | such^faults.
BRUTUS
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A flat|terer's | would not,| though they do ||
appear
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As huge | as high | Olym|pus.
CASSIUS
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Come Ant/ony,| and young | Octav|ius come,
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Revenge | yourselves | alone | on Cas|sius,
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For Cas|sius is | awea|ry of | the world;
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Hated | by one | he loves,| braved by his |
brother,
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Checked like a bond|man, all | his faults |
observed,
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Set in a | note-book, learned,| and conned | by
rote
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To cast | into | my teeth.| O^I | could weep
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My spir|it from | mine^eyes.| There is my |
dagger,
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And here | my nak|ed breast:| within,| a heart
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Dearer | than Plut|us' mine,| richer | than gold:
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If that | thou be | a Rom|an, take | it forth.
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I that | denied | thee gold,| will give | my heart:
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Strike as | thou didst | at Cae|sar: for | I
know,
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When thou | didst hate | him worst,| thou lovedst
| him better
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Than ever | thou lovedst | Cassius.
BRUTUS
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Sheathe your | dagger:
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Be ang|ry when | you will,| it shall | have
scope:
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Do what you | will, dis|honor,| shall be | humor.
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O Cas|sius, you | are yok|ed with | a lamb
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That car|ries ang|er as the // flint bears fire;
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Who much | enforc|ed, shows | a has|ty spark,
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And straight | is cold | again.
CASSIUS
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Hath Cas|sius lived
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To be | but mirth | and laugh|ter to | his
Brutus,
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When grief | and blood | ill-temp|ered, vex|eth
him?
BRUTUS
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When I / spoke that,| I was | ill-temp|ered too.
CASSIUS
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Do you | confess | so much?| Give me | your hand.
BRUTUS
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And my / heart too.
CASSIUS
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O Brut|us!
BRUTUS
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What's | the matter?
CASSIUS
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Have not | you love | enough | to bear | with me,
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When that rash | humor | which my | mother | gave me
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Makes me forgetful?
BRUTUS
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Yes Cassius, and from henceforth,
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When you are | over-|earnest | with your |
Brutus,
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He'll think | your moth|er chides,| and leave |
you so.
[Enter a POET]
POET
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Let me | go in | to see | the gen|erals,
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There is | some grudge | between |'em, 'tis | not meet
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They be | alone.
LUCILIUS
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You shall | not come | to them.
POET
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Nothing but | death shall | stay me.
CASSIUS
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How* now?| What's the matter?
POET
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For shame | you gen|erals;| what do | you mean?
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Love and | be friends,| as two | such men |
should be,
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For I | have seen | more years | I'm sure | than
ye.
CASSIUS
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Ha*, ha,| how vile|ly doth | this cyn|ic rhyme?
BRUTUS
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Get you hence | sirrah:| saucy | fellow,|| hence.
CASSIUS
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Bear / with him | Brutus;| 'tis his | fashion.
BRUTUS
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I'll know | his hum|or, when | he knows | his
time:
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What should | the wars | do with | these jig|ging
fools?
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Compan|ion, hence.
CASSIUS
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Away,| away | be gone.
[Exit POET]
BRUTUS
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Lucil|ius and | Titin|ius bid | the command||ers
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Prepare | to lodge | their comp|anies | tonight.
CASSIUS
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And come | yourselves,| and bring | Messa|la with
|| you
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immed|iately to us.
[Exeunt LUCILIUS and TITINIUS]
BRUTUS
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Lucius,| a bowl | of wine.
[Exit LUCIUS]
CASSIUS
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I did | not think | you could | have been | so an||gry.
BRUTUS
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O* Cas|sius, I | am sick | of ma|ny griefs.
CASSIUS
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Of your | philos|ophy | you make | no use,
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If you | give place to ac|cident|al evils.
BRUTUS
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No man | bears sorrow better.| Portia | is dead.
CASSIUS
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Ha?| Portia?
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She is
| dead.|
CASSIUS
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How scaped | I kill|ing when | I crossed | you
so?
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O in|support|able,| and touch|ing loss!
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Upon | what sick|ness?
BRUTUS
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Impa/tient of my | absence,
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And grief,| that young | Octav|ius with / Mark
An||tony
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Have made | themselves | so strong:| for with |
her death
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That tid|ings came.| With this | she fell |
distract,
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And (her | attend|ants ab|sent) swal|lowed fire.
CASSIUS
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And died | so?
BRUTUS
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Even so.
CASSIUS
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O ye | immort|al gods!
[Enter LUCIUS with wine and taper]
BRUTUS
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Speak no | more of her:| Give me | a bowl | of
wine,
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In this | I bu|ry all | unkind|ness Cas||sius.
CASSIUS
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My heart | is thirst|y for | that nob|le pledge.
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Fill Lu/cius, till | the wine | oreswell | the
cup:
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I can|not drink | too much | of Brut|us' love.
[Exit LUCIUS. Enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA]
BRUTUS
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Come^in | Titin|ius: \\
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Welcome | good Mes|sala: \\
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Now sit | we close | about | this tap|er here,
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And call | in ques|tion our | neces|sities.
CASSIUS
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Portia,| art thou | gone?
BRUTUS
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No | more I | pray you.
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Messa|la, I | have here | received | letters,
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That young | Octav|ius and | Mark^Ant|ony
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Come* down | upon | us with | a migh|ty power,
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Bending their | expe|dition | toward Phi|lippi.
MESSALA
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Myself | have let|ters of the / selfsame | tenor.
BRUTUS
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With what | addi|tion? \\
MESSALA
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That by proscription, and bills of
outlawry, ????
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Octav|ius, Ant|ony,| and Lep|idus
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Have put | to death | a hund|red sen|ators.
BRUTUS
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Therein | our let|ters do | not well | agree:
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Mine speak of seven|ty sen|ators,| that died
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By their | proscrip|tions, Cic|ero be|ing one.
CASSIUS
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Cice|ro^one?
MESSALA
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Cice|ro is | dead, and || by that ord|er of | proscrip|tion.
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Had you | your let|ters from | your wife,| my
lord?
BRUTUS
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No Mes|sala. \\
MESSALA
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Nor noth|ing in | your let|ters writ | of her?
BRUTUS
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Nothing | Messa|la. \\
MESSALA
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That me|thinks is | strange.
BRUTUS
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Why ask you?
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Hear you | aught of | her, in
| yours?
MESSALA
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No my lord.
BRUTUS
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Now as | you are | a Rom|an tell | me true.
MESSALA
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Then like | a Rom|an, bear | the truth | I tell,
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For cert|ain she | is dead,| and by strange |
manner.
BRUTUS
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Why *farewell | Portia:| we must | die Mes|sala:
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With med|itat|ing that she | must die once,
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I have | the pa|tience to | endure | it now.
MESSALA
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Even so | great men, great | losses | should endure.
CASSIUS
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I have | as much | of this | in art | as you,
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But yet | my na|ture could | not bear | it so.
BRUTUS
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Well, to | our work | alive.| What do | you think
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Of march|ing to | Philip|pi pres|ently.
CASSIUS
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I do | not think | it good.
BRUTUS
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Your reas|on?
CASSIUS
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This || it is:
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'Tis better | that the en|emy | seek^us,
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So shall | he waste | his means,| weary his |
soldiers,
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Doing him|self of|fense, whilst | we lying still,
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Are full | of rest,| defense,| and nim|bleness.
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Good^reas|ons must | of force | give place | to
better:
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The peo|ple 'twixt | Philip|pi, and / this ground
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Do stand | but^in | a forced | affec|tion:
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For they | have grudged | us con|tribu|tion.
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The en|emy,| marching | along | by them,
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By them | shall make | a ful|ler num|ber up,
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Come^on | refreshed,| new ad/ded, and en|couraged:
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From which | advant|age shall | we cut | him off,
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If at | Philip|pi we | do face | him there,
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These peo|ple at | our back.
CASSIUS
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Hear me good | brother.
BRUTUS
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Under | your pard|on. You | must^note | beside,
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That we | have tried | the ut|most of | our
friends:
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Our leg|ions are / brim-full,| our cause | is
ripe,
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The en|emy | increas|eth eve|ry day,
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We at | the height,| are rea|dy to | decline.
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There is | a tide | in the | affairs | of men,
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Which tak/en at the | flood, leads^|on to |
fortune:
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Omit|ted, all | the voy|age of | their life,
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Is bound | in shal|lows, and | in mis|eries.
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On such | a full | sea are | we now | afloat.
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And we | must take | the cur|rent when | it
serves,
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Or lose | our vent|ures. \\
CASSIUS
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Then with | your will | go on:| we'll a|long
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Our||selves, and | meet them | at Phi|lippi.|
BRUTUS
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The deep | of night | is crept | upon | our talk,
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And na|ture must | obey | neces|sity,
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Which we | will nig|gard with | a lit|tle rest:
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There is | no more | to say.
CASSIUS
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No more,| Good^night,
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Early | tomor|row will | we rise,| and hence.
BRUTUS
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Lucius | my gown:| Farewell | good Mes|sala:
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Good night | Titin|ius: nob|le, nob|le Cas||sius,
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Good night,| and good | repose.
CASSIUS
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O my dear | brother:
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This was | an ill | begin|ning of | the night:
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Never | come such | divis|ion 'tween | our souls:
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Let it / not Brut|us.
BRUTUS
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Eve|rything | is well.
CASSIUS
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Good night | my lord.
BRUTUS
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Good night | good broth|er.
TITINIUS MESSALA
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Good night || Lord^Brut|us.
BRUTUS
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Fare|well ev/eryone.|
[Exeunt all but BRUTUS. Enter LUCIUS, with the gown]
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Give me | the gown.| Where is | thy inst|rument?
LUCIUS
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Here in | the tent.
BRUTUS
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What, thou | speakst drows/ily?
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Poor* knave | I blame | thee not,| thou art |
ore-watched.
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Call Claud/ius,| and some^oth|er of | my men,
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I'll have | them sleep | on cush|ions in | my tent.
LUCIUS
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Varro,| and Claud|ius.
[Enter VARRO and CLAUDIUS]
VARRO
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Calls my | lord?
BRUTUS
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I pray | you sirs,| lie in | my tent | and sleep,
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It may | be I | shall raise | you by | and by
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On bus|iness to | my broth|er Cas|sius.
VARRO
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So please | you, we | will stand,
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And watch |
your pleas||ure.
BRUTUS
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I will / not have it | so: lie down | good* sirs,
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It may | be I | shall oth|erwise | bethink || me.
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Look | Lucius,| here's the book | I sought | for
so:
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I put | it in | the pock|et of | my gown.
[VARRO and CLAUDIUS lie down]
LUCIUS
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I was sure | your lord|ship did | not give | it
me.
BRUTUS
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Bear with / me good | boy, I am | much
for|getful.
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Canst thou | hold^up | thy hea|vy eyes | awhile,
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And touch | thy inst|rument | a strain | or two.
LUCIUS
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Aye my | lord, and it | please you.
BRUTUS
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It does | my boy:
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I trouble | thee too | much, but | thou art
| willing.
LUCIUS
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It is | my du|ty sir. \\
BRUTUS
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I should | not urge | thy du|ty past | thy might,
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I know | young bloods look | for a time | of rest.
LUCIUS
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I have | slept my | lord al|ready.|
BRUTUS
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It was / well done,| and thou | shalt sleep |
again:
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I will | not hold | thee long.| If I | do live,
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I will | be good | to thee. \\
[Music, and a song]
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This is a | sleepy | tune: O | murderous |
slumber!
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Layst thou | thy lead|en mace | upon | my boy,
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That plays | thee mus|ic? gent|le knave | good
night:
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I will not | do thee | so much | wrong to | wake
thee:
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If thou | dost nod,| thou breakst | thy
inst|rument,
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I'll take | it from | thee, and |(good boy)| good night.
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Let me see,| let me see;| is not | the leaf turned down
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Where I / left read|ing? Here | it is | I think.
[Enter the Ghost of CAESAR]
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How ill | this tap|er burns.| Ha! Who | comes
here?
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I think | it is | the weak|ness of | mine^eyes
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That shapes | this monst|rous ap|pari|tion.
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It comes | upon | me: Art | thou an|ything?
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Art thou | some god,| some ang|el, or | some
devil,
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That makst | my blood | cold, and | my hair | to
stare?
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Speak to | me, what | thou art. \\
GHOST
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Thy ev|il spirit | Brutus.
BRUTUS
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Why comst thou?
GHOST
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To tell | thee thou | shalt see | me at | Philip||pi.
BRUTUS
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Well:| then I | shall see thee | again?
GHOST
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Aye, at | Philip|pi. \\
BRUTUS
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Why I | will see | thee at | Philip|pi then:
[Exit GHOST]
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Now I | have tak|en heart,| thou van|ishest.
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Ill spir/it, I | would hold | more talk | with
thee.
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Boy, Lu/cius,| Varro,| Claudi|us, sirs:|| awake:|
Claudius.
LUCIUS
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The strings | my lord,| are false.
BRUTUS
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He thinks | he still | is at | his inst|rument.
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Lucius,| awake.
LUCIUS
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My lord? ????
BRUTUS
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Didst thou | dream Lu/cius, that | thou so |
criedst^out?
LUCIUS
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My lord,| I do | not know | that I | did cry.
BRUTUS
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Yes that | thou didst:| didst thou | see
an/ything?
LUCIUS
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Nothing | my lord.
BRUTUS
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Sleep | again,| Lucius:|| Sirrah
| Claudi|us, fel|low, thou:| awake. ??
VARRO
My lord.
CLAUDIUS
My lord.
BRUTUS
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Why did | you so | cry^out | sirs, in | your sleep?
VARRO CLAUDIUS
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Did we | my lord?
BRUTUS
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Aye:| saw you | anything?
VARRO
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No my lord*,| I saw | nothing.
CLAUDIUS
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Nor I | my lord.
BRUTUS
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Go, and | commend | me to my | brother | Cassius:
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Bid him | set^on | his powers | betimes | before,
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And we | will fol|low.
VARRO CLAUDIUS
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It | shall be done | my lord.
[Exeunt]