Cas. I but believe it partly; For I am fresh of spirit; and resolv'd Now, most noble Brutus, 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 Roman, That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; He bears too great a mind. But this same day If we do meet again we'll smile indeed; If not, 'tis true this parting was well made. Bru. Why, then, lead on.-O that a man might know The end of this day's business ere it come? But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.-Come, ho! away! [Exeunt. SCENE II.-THE PLAINS OF PHILIPPI. The Field Alarum. of Battle. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA. Bru. Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side: [Loud alarum. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-THE PLAINS OF PHILIPPI. Another part Alarum. of the Field. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS. Cas. O look, Titinius, look, the villains fly! 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? Tit. They are, my lord. Cas. Tit. I will be here again even with a thought. [Exit. [Exit PINDARUS. 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 ;- Now, Titinius!-now some 'light:-0, he 'lights too:- [Shout Come down, behold no more. O, coward that I am, to live so long, Come hither, sirrah: Enter PINDARUS. In Parthia did I take thee prisoner; And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, That whatsoever I did bid thee do Thou shouldst 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; Guide thou the sword.-Cæsar, thou art reveng'd, [Dies. 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, Where never Roman shall take note of him. [Exit. Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA. 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. Tit. 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 Thou never com'st unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee! Tit. What, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus? [Exit MESSALA, Tit. shouts? Didst thou not hear their Alas, thou hast misconstru'd everything. But, hold thee, take this garland on thy brow; By your leave, gods.—This is a Roman's part: Alarum. [Dies. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, YOUNG CATO, Bru. Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie? 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. Brave Titinius! [Low alarums. Cato. It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow.-Friends, I owe more tears I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time.- -- "Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night We shall try fortune in a second fight. Alarum. SCENE IV.-Another part of the Field. [Exeunt. Enter, fighting, Soldiers of both Armies; then BRUTUS, YOUNG 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. YOUNG CATO Lucil. O young and noble Cato, art thou down? Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. 1 Sold. We must not.-A noble prisoner! [Offering money. 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony Brutus is ta'en. 1 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? Lucil. 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, [Exeunt |