Thy spirit walks abroad, and turns our swords Cato. Brave Titinius! Look, whe'r he have not crown'd dead Cassius! [Low alarums. 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 more tears [Exeunt. SCENE IV-Another part of the Field. Bru. Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads! 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; Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death. [Offering money. 2 Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en. Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord. Ant. Where is he? Luc. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus: Ant. This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you, A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe, Give him all kindness: I had rather have SCENE V-Another part of the Field. [Exeunt. Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS. Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus: Slaying is the word; [Whispering. Cli. What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world. Dar. O, Clitus! Cli. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? That it runs over even at his eyes. [Whispers him. Bru. Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word. Bru. Why, this, Volumnius: The ghost of Cæsar hath appear'd to me Two several times by night: at Sardis, once; And, this last night, here in Philippi' fields. Vol. Not so, my lord. Bru. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. Thou see'st the world, Volumnius, how it goes; It is more worthy to leap in ourselves, Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius, Thou know'st, that we two went to school together; Even for that our love of old, I pray thee, Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. Vol. That's not an office for a friend, my lord. [Alarum still. Cli. Fly, fly, my lord; there is no tarrying here. Bru. Farewell to you;-and you ;-and you, Volumnius. Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Farewell to thee too, Strato.-Countrymen, So, fare you well at once: for Brutus' tongue Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, [Alarum. Cli. Fly, my lord, fly. Cry within; Fly, fly, fly. [Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and VOLUMNIUS. I pr'ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord: Thou art a fellow of a good respect; Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it: Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? Stra. Give me your hand first: Fare you well, my lord. 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 ?. For Brutus only overcame himself, And no man else hath honour by his death. Luc. So Brutus should be found.-I thank thee, Brutus, That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. Oct. All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.* Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? Stra. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. Mes. How died my master, Strato? Stra. I held the sword, and he did run on it. That did the latest service to my master. Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar; Oct. According to his virtue let us use him, * Receive into my service. [Exeunt. † Recommend. MENECRATES, VARRIUS, } Friends of TAURUS, Lieutenant-general to CANIDIUS, Lieutenant-general to SILIUS, an Officer in Ventidius' A SOOTHSAYER.-A CLOWN. CLEOPATRA, Queen of Egypt. OCTAVIA, Sister to Cæsar, and Wife to Antony. } CHARMIAN, Attendants on Cleo- OFFICERS, SOLDIERS, MESSENGERS, and other ATTENDANTS. SCENE, dispersed; in several Parts of the Roman Empire. ACT I. SCENE I-Alexandria. A Room in CLEOPATRA'S Palace. Enter DEMETRIUS and PHILO. Phil. Nay, but this dotage of our general's, O'erflows the measure: those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plaited Mars, now bend, now turn, The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front: his captain's heart, Which in the scuffles of great fights hath burst The buckles on his breast, reneges* all temper; And is become the bellows, and the fan, To cool a gypsy's lust. Look where they come ! Flourish. Enter ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with their Trains; Eunuchs fanning her. Take but good note, and you shall see in him * Renounces. The triple pillar of the world transform'd Into a strumpet's fool: behold and see. Cleo. If it be love indeed, tell me how much. Ani. There's beggary in the love that can be reckon❜d. Ant. Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth. Enter an ATTENDANT. Att. News, my good lord, from Rome. Ant. -- Gratest me:-The sum ? Cleo. Nay, hear them, Antony: Fulvia, perchance is angry: Or, who knows Ant. How, my love! Cleo. Perchance,-nay, and most like, You must not stay here longer, your dismission ls come from Cæsar; therefore hear it, Antony. Where's Fulvia's process!§ Cæsar's, I would say ?-Both ?— Cleo. Excellent Falsehood! Why did we marry Fulvia, and not love her?- Will be himself. Ant. But stirr'd by Cleopatra. Now, for the love of Love, and her soft hours, [Embracing. Let's not confound** the time with conference harsh: There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now: What sport to-night? Cleo. Hear the ambassadors. Ant. Fie, wrangling queen! Whom everything becomes, to chide, to laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives To make itself, in thee, fair and admired! No messenger; but thine and all alone, To-night, we'll wander through the streets, and note Last night you did desire it :-Speak not to us. [Exeunt ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with their train. |