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  • Title: Julius Caesar (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: John D. Cox
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-366-3

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: John D. Cox
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    Julius Caesar (Folio 1, 1623)

    Drum. Enter Brutus, Lucillius, and the Army. Titinius
    and Pindarus meete them.
    1910Bru. Stand ho.
    Lucil. Giue the word ho, and Stand.
    Bru. What now Lucillius, is Cassius neere?
    Lucil. He is at hand, and Pindarus is come
    To do you salutation from his Master.
    1915Bru. He greets me well. Your Master Pindarus
    In his owne change, or by ill Officers,
    Hath giuen me some worthy cause to wish
    Things done, vndone: But if he be at hand
    I shall be satisfied.
    1920Pin. I do not doubt
    But that my Noble Master will appeare
    Such as he is, full of regard, and Honour.
    Bru. He is not doubted. A word Lucillius
    How he receiu'd you: let me be resolu'd.
    1925Lucil. With courtesie, and with respect enough,
    But not with such familiar instances,
    Nor with such free and friendly Conference
    As he hath vs'd of old.
    Bru. Thou hast describ'd
    1930A hot Friend, cooling: Euer note Lucillius,
    When Loue begins to sicken and decay
    It vseth an enforced Ceremony.
    There are no trickes, in plaine and simple Faith:
    But hollow men, like Horses hot at hand,
    1935Make gallant shew, and promise of their Mettle:
    Low March within.
    But when they should endure the bloody Spurre,
    They fall their Crests, and like deceitfull Iades
    Sinke in the Triall. Comes his Army on?
    1940Lucil. They meane this night in Sardis to be quarter'd:
    The greater part, the Horse in generall
    Are come with Cassius.
    Enter Cassius and his Powers.
    Bru. Hearke, he is arriu'd:
    1945March gently on to meete him.
    Cassi. Stand ho.
    Bru. Stand ho, speake the word along.
    Cassi. Most Noble Brother, you haue done me wrong.
    Bru. Iudge me you Gods; wrong I mine Enemies?
    And if not so, how should I wrong a Brother.
    Cassi. Brutus, this sober forme of yours, hides wrongs,
    1955And when you do them---
    Brut. Cassius, be content,
    Speake your greefes softly, I do know you well.
    Before the eyes of both our Armies heere
    (Which should perceiue nothing but Loue from vs)
    1960Let vs not wrangle. Bid them moue away:
    Then in my Tent Cassius enlarge your Greefes,
    And I will giue you Audience.
    Cassi. Pindarus,
    Bid our Commanders leade their Charges off
    1965A little from this ground.
    Bru. Lucillius, do you the like, and let no man
    Come to our Tent, till we haue done our Conference.
    Let Lucius and Titinius guard our doore.
    Manet Brutus and Cassius.