For I am fresh of spirit, and resolv'd Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy For fear of what might fall, so to prevent Cas. Then, if we lose this battle, You are contented to be led in triumph Thorough the streets of Rome? Bru. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; Cas. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus ! If we do meet again, we 'll smile indeed; If not, 't is true this parting was well made. The end of this day's business ere it come: And then the end is known.-Come, ho! away! [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same. The Field of Battle. Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA. Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side: [Loud alarum. Let them set on at once; for I perceive [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS. Tit. O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early: Enter PINDARUS. 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? Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Tit. They are, my lord. Cas. Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops, And here again; that I may rest assur'd Whether yond' troops are friend or enemy. Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought. [Exit. Cas. Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill: This day I breathed first time is come round, Cas. What news? Pin. Titinius is enclosed round about With horsemen that make to him on the spur; too : He's ta'en--and hark! they shout for joy. [Shout. Cas. Come down, behold no more. O, coward that I am, to live so long, To see my best friend ta'en before my face. 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 should'st 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; 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, Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA, [Exit. 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. Mes. Is not that he that lies upon the ground? Tit. He lies not like the living. O my heart! Mes. Is not that he? 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; The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone; Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done! Mistrust of my success hath done this deed. 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 The things that are not? O error, soon conceiv'd, Thou never com'st unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. Tit. What, Pindarus! Where art thou, Pindarus? Mes. Seek him, Titinius: whilst I go to meet The noble Brutus, thrusting this report 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. Tit. Hie you, Messala, And I will seek for Pindarus the while. [Exit MESSALA. Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius? Did I not meet thy friends? and did not they Put on my brows this wreath of victory, And bid me give 't 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, [Dies. Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, young Cato. He is slain. Bru. O Julius Cæsar, thou art mighty yet! Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords In our own proper entrails. [Low alarums. Cato. Brave Titinius ! Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cassius ! 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 tears more To this dead man than you shall see me pay.- Labeo, and Flavius, set our battles on: 'T is three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night We shall try fortune in a second fight. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others. Bru. Yet, countrymen, O yet hold up your heads! 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; [Charges the enemy. Bru. And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I; Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus. [Exit, charging the enemy. CATO is overpowered, and falls. Luc. O young and noble Cato, art thou down? Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius; And may'st be honour'd, being Cato's son. 1 Sold. Yield, or thou diest. Luc. Only I yield to die : There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight; [Offering money. Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. I Sold. We must not.-A noble prisoner! Tell Antony, Brutus is I 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? Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough; 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, A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe, |