"Tis better, that the enemy seek us: So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers, The people, 'twixt Philippi and this ground, These people at our back. Cas. Hear me, good brother. Bru. Under your pardon.-You must note beside, That we have try'd the utmost of our friends, We, at the height, are ready to decline. There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; And we must take the current when it serves, Cas. Then, with your will, go on; We'll along ourselves, and meet them at Philippi. Bru. The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And nature must obey necessity; Which we will niggard with a little rest. There is no more to say? Cas. No more. Good night; Early to-morrow will we rise, and hence. Bru. Lucius, my gown. [Exit LUCIUS.] Farewell, good Messala; Good night, Titinius:-Noble, noble Cassius, Good night, and good repose. Cas. O my dear brother! This was an ill beginning of the night: Bru. Cas. Good night, my lord. Bru. Every thing is well. Good night, good brother. [Exeunt CAS. TIT. and MES. Tit. Mes. Good night, lord Brutus. Bru. Farewell, every one. Re-enter LUCIUS, with the Gown. Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument? Bru. What, thou speak'st drowsily? Poor knave, I blame thee not; thou art o'er-watch'd. I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent. Enter VARRO and CLAUDIus. Var. Calls my lord? Bru. I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent, and sleep; It may be, I shall raise you by and by On business to my brother Cassius. Var. So please you, we will stand, and watch your pleasure. Bru. I will not have it so: lie down, good sirs; It may be, I shall otherwise bethink me. Look, Lucius, here's the book I sought for so; [Servants lie down. 1 Luc. I was sure, your lordship did not give it me. Canst thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile, Bru. Bru. I should not urge thy duty past thy might; Bru. It is well done; and thou shalt sleep again; I will be good to thee. [Musick, and a Song. [He sits down. Enter the Ghost of CESAR. How ill this taper burns!-Ha! who comes here? That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me:-Art thou any thing? 5 Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus. sceptre. thy leaden mace-] A mace is the ancient term for a Bru. Why com'st thou? Ghost. To tell thee, thou shalt see me at Philippi. Bru. Well; Then I shall see thee again? Ghost. Ay, at Philippi. Ghost vanishes. Bru. Why, I will see thee at Philippi then.Now I have taken heart, thou vanishest: Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.Boy! Lucius!-Varro! Claudius! Sirs, awake!Claudius! Luc. The strings, my lord, are false. Bru. He thinks, he still is at his instrument. Lucius, awake. Luc. My lord! Bru. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so cry'dst out? Luc. My lord, I do not know that I did cry. Bru. Yes, that thou didst: Didst thou see any thing? Luc. Nothing, my lord. Bru. Sleep again, Lucius.-Sirrah, Claudius! Fellow thou! awake. Var. My lord. Clau. My lord. Bru. Why did you so cry out, sirs, in your sleep? Var. Clau. Did we, my lord? Bru. Ay; Saw you any thing? Nor I, my lord, Var. No, my lord, I saw nothing. Clau. Bru. Go, and commend me to my brother Cassius; Bid him set on his powers betimes before, And we will follow. Var. Clau It shall be done, my lord. A A VOL. VII. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I. The Plains of Philippi. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their Army. 6 It proves not so: their battles are at hand; Ant. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Mess. Enter a Messenger. Prepare you, generals: The enemy comes on in gallant show; Their bloody sign of battle is hung out, And something to be done immediately. Ant. Octavius, lead your battle softly on, Oct. Upon the right hand I, keep thou the left. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their Army; Bru. They stand, and would have parley. warn us -] To warn is to summon. |