Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands; Cas. I but believe it partly; Cas. Now, most noble Brutus, Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy, Cas. Then, if we lose this battle, Bru. No, Cassius, no: think not, thou noble Roman, That ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; (3) That is, I am resolved in such a case to kill myself. What are you determined of WARBURTON. [4] There is an apparent contradiction between the sentiments contained in this and the following speech of Brutus. In this, Brutus declares his resolution to wait patiently for the determinations of Providence; and in the next, he intimates, that though he should survive the battle, he would never submit to be led in chains to Rome. This sentence, in sir Thomas North's translation of Plutarch is perplexed, and might easily be misunderstood. Shakespeare, in the first speech, makes that to be the present opinion of Brutus, which, in Plutarch, is mentioned only as one he for merly entertained, though he now condemned it. STEEVENS. Therefore our everlasting farewell take :-- Bru. Why then, lead on. O, that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come ! And then the end is known. -Come, ho! away! SCENE II. [Exeunt 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 : Let them set on at once; for I perceive But cold demeanour in Octavius' wing, [Loud alarum. And sudden push gives them the overthrow. Ride, ride, Messala; let them all come down. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter 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! Cas. This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius, Are those my tents, where I perceive the fire ? Tit. They are, my lord. Cas. Titinius, if thou lov'st me, Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him, And here again; that I may rest assur'd, Tit. I will be here again, even with a thought. [Exit. My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius, [Exit PINDARUS. This day I breathed first: time is come round, Pin. [above.] O my lord! Cas. What news? Pin. Titinius is Enclosed round about with horsemen, that Make to him on the spur; -Yet he spurs on.- Now some 'light :-O, he 'lights too :--He's ta'en;-and. hark! They shout for joy. 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!-- Re-enter PINDARUS. Come hither, sirrah : In Parthia did I take thee prisoner; That whatsoever I did bid thee do, [Shout. Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine eath! Pin. So, I am free; yet would not so have been, Mes. It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius Tit. These tidings will well comfort Cassius. [Dies. [Exit. Tit. All disconsolate, With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill. Mes. Is not that he, that lies upon the ground ? Tit. He lies not like the living. Mes. Is not that he? O my heart! Tit. No, this was he, Messala, Mes. Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. Tit. What, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus ? The noble Brutus, thrusting this report As tidings of this sight. Tit. Hie you, Messala, And I will seek for Pindarus the while. 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, [Exit MES. And bid me give't thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts? Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing. 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 STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS. 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. Cato. Brave Titinius! Look, if he have not crown'd dead Cassius ! [Low alarums Bru. Are yet two Romans living such as these ?- Should breed thy fellow. - Friends, I owe more tears SCENE IV. [Exeunt. Another Part of the Field. Alarum. Enter, fighting, Soldiers I will proclaim my name about the field :- A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend; I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! [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? Luc. Only I yield to die : There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight; Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. [Offering money. 1 Sold. We must not.-A noble prisoner ! 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en. 1 Sold. I'll tell the news. ---Here comes the general : |