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Lest it discomfort us.—Lucilius, come;-
come, young Cato; let us to the field. Labeo, and Flavius, set our battles on:'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night We shall try fortune in a second fight. [E.reunt.
ANOTHER PART OF THE FIELD.
Alarum. . Enter fighting, soldiers of both armies;
then Brutus, Cato, Lucilius, and Others. Bru. Yet, countrymen, 0, yet hold up your
heads ! Cato. What bastard doth not? Who will go
[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 over
powered, and falls. Luci. 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. Luci,
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.
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 ge
Ant. Where is he?
Luci. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough:
ANOTHER PART OF THE FIELD.
Enter Brutus, Dardanius, Clitus, Strato, and
Volumnius. Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this
rock. Cli. Statilius show'd the torch-light; but, my
lord, He came not back; he is or ta’en, or slain. .
Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus: Slaying is the word; It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus.
[whispering. Cli. What, I, my lord? No, not for all the
world. Bru. Peace then, no words. Cli.
I'll rather kill myself. Bru. Hark thee, Dardanius! [whispers him. Dar.
I do such a deed? Cli. O, Dardanius! Dar. (), Clitus! Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? Dar. To kill him, Clitus: Look, he meditates.
Cli. Now is that noble vessel full of grief,
Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word.
Why, this, Volumnius:
And, this last night, here in Philippi' fields.
Not so, my lord.
[Alarum still. Cli. Fly, fly, my lord; there is no tarrying here. Bru. Farewel to you;—and you;—and you, Vo
lumpius. Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Farewel to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen, My heart doth joy, that yet, in all my life, I found no man, but he was true to me. I shall have glory by this losing day, More than Octavius, and Mark Antony, By this vile conquest shall attain unto. So, fare you well at once; for Brutus' tonguo Hath almost ended his life's history: Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, That have but labour'd to attain this hour.
[Alarum. Cry within; Fly, fly, fly. Cli. Fly, my lord, fly. Bru.
Hence; I will follow thee. [Exeunt Clitus, Dardanius, and Volumnius. I pr’ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord:
Thou art a fellow of a good respect;
Stra. Give me your hand first: Fare you well,
Bru. Farewel, good Strato.Cæsar, now be still; I kill'd not thee with half so good a will.
[He runs on his sword, and dies.
Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony,
Messala, Lucilius, and their Army. Oct. What man is that? Mes. My master's man.-Strato, where is thy
master: Stra. Free from the bondage you are in, Mes
sala; The conquerors can but make a fire of him; For Brutus only overcame himself, And no man else hath honour by his death. Luci. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee,
Brutus, That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true. Oct. All that servid Brutus, I will entertain
Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
How died my master, Strato?
Mes. Octavius, then take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master.