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Julius Caesar

Act V, Scene 4

Another part of the field.
 
[Alarum. Enter fighting, Soldiers of both armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others]
 
BRUTUS
       ,    ,              ,          ,          ,
      Yet coun/trymen:| O yet,| hold up | your heads.
 
CATO
            ,               ,    ,          ,         ,
      What bas|tard doth / not? Who | will go | with me?
          ,         ,          ,       ,          ,
      I will | proclaim | my name | about | the field:
         ,        ,        ,       ,      ,
      I am | the son | of Mar|cus Ca|to, ho.
         ,        ,         ,         ,           ,
5     A foe | to ty|rants, and | my coun|try's friend;
         ,        ,        ,       ,      ,
      I am | the son | of Mar|cus Ca|to, ho.
 
BRUTUS
          ,       ,        ,       ,        ,
      And I | am Bru|tus, Mar|cus Bru|tus, aye;
       ,            ,           ,       ,    2       ,
      Brutus | my coun|try's friend;| know me for | Brutus.
 
[Exit]
 
LUCILIUS
          ,          ,      ,      ,           ,
      O young | and no|ble Ca|to, art | thou down?
           ,           x          ,     3  3   ,    ,
10    Why now | thou diest,| as brave|ly as Titin|ius;
            ,         ,         ,      ,       ,
      And mayst | be hon|ored, be|ing Ca|to's son.
 
FIRST SOLDIER
        ,                x
      Yield, or | thou diest.
 
LUCILIUS
                              ,         ,         ,
                             Only | I yield | to die:
                  ,   ,           ,           ,           ,
      There is / so much,| that thou | wilt kill | me straight;
 
[Offering money]
        ,   ,                 ,        ,         ,
15    Kill Bru/tus, and | be hon|ored in | his death.
 
FIRST SOLDIER
           ,     ,        ,       ,
      We must | not: A | noble | prison|er.
 
SECOND SOLDIER
      <-  ,      ,         ,    ,   ,            __
        Room || ho: Tell^|Anto|ny, Bru/tus is | tane.
 
FIRST SOLDIER
             ,          ,           ,          ,    ,
      I'll tell | the news.| Here comes | the gen|eral.
 
[Enter ANTONY]
       ,    2       ,    ,             ,    2
      Brutus is | tane, Bru/tus is | tane my lord*.
 
ANTONY
                                                    ,     2
20                                                Where is he?
 
LUCILIUS
        ,   ,         ,            ,       ,
      Safe An/tony,| Brutus | is safe | enough:
          ,        ,                 ,  ,   ,
      I dare | assure | thee that / no en|emy
        ,     2      ,      ,         ,       ,
      Shall ever | take a|live the | noble | Brutus:
            ,        ,                ,   ,         ,
      The gods | defend | him from / so great | a shame,
            ,         ,          ,      ,         ,
25    When you | do find | him, or | alive,| or dead,
           ,         ,           ,         ,         ,
      He will | be found | like Bru|tus, like | himself.
 
ANTONY
                 ,   ,         ,      ,   2     ,
      This is / not Bru|tus friend;| but I as|sure you,
          ,          ,         ,       ,               ,
      A prize | no less | in worth:| keep this | man safe,
        ,         ,    ,                 ,        ,
      Give him | all kind/ness. I | had ra|ther have
            ,          ,            ,    ,        ,
30    Such^men | my friends | than en|emies.| Go on,
           ,       2     ,       ,      ,         ,
      And see | whether Bru|tus be | alive | or dead;
            ,          ,     ,        ,   2     ,
      And bring | us word,| unto | Octa|vius' tent:
           ,      ,           ,
      How ev|erything | is chanced.  \\
 
[Exeunt]

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