Let me see, let me see ;-Is not the leaf turn'd down, Enter the Ghost of CESAR. [He sits [down. How ill this taper burns!-Ha! who comes herc? That shapes this monstrous apparition. It comes upon me:-Art thou any thing? Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil, Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus. 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.- Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.- Luc. The strings, my lord, are false. Bru. He thinks, he still is at his instrument.Lucius, awake. Luc. My lord! [out? [thing? 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. [J. CES. 67] Ay; Saw you any thing? Var. No, my lord, I saw nothing. Clau. Nor I, my lord. 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. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I.-The plains of Philippi. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army. Oct. Now, Antony, our hopes are answer'd: Ant. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Mess. Enter a Messenger. Prepare you, generals: The enemy comes on in gallant show; To warn is to summon. • In an active sense,-producing fear. [J. CES. 68] Ant. Octavius, lead your battle softly on, Upon the left hand of the even field. Oct. Upon the right hand I, keep thou the left. Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their army; Bru. They stand, and would have parley. Cas. Stand fast, Titinius: We must out and talk. Oct. Mark Antony, shall we give sign of battle? Ant. No, Cæsar, we will answer on their charge. Make forth, the generals would have some words. Oct. Stir not until the signal. Bru. Words before blows: Is it so, countrymen? Oct. Not that we love words better, as you do. Bru. Good words are better than bad strokes, Octavius. Ant. In your bad strokes, Brutus, you give good words: Witness the hole you made in Cæsar's heart, Cas. Ant. Not stingless too. Bru. O, yes, and soundless too; For you have stol'n their buzzing, Antony, [daggers Ant. Villains, you did not so, when your vile Hack'd one another in the sides of Cæsar: [hounds, You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'd like And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Cæsar's feet; Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind, Struck Cæsar on the neck. O flatterers! 'It should be,-is yet unknown. [J. CES. 69] Cas. Fatterers!-Now, Brutus, thank yourself: This tongue had not offended so to-day, If Cassius might have rul'd. Oct. Come, come, the cause: If arguing make us The proof of it will turn to redder drops. Look; I draw a sword against conspirators; [sweat, When think you that the sword goes up again?- Oct. So I hope; I was not born to die on Brutus' sword. Bru. O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain, Young man, thou could'st not die more honourable. Cas. A peevish schoolboy, worthless of such honour, Join'd with a masker and a reveller. Ant. Old Cassius still! Oct. Come, Antony; away. Defiance, traitors, hurl we in your teeth: If you dare fight to-day, come to the field; If not, when you have stomachs. [Exeunt OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, and their army. Cas. Why now, blow, wind; swell, billow; and swim, bark! The storm is up, and all is on the hazard. Bru. Ho! This is my birth-day: as this very day Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala: As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set [J. CES. 70] Upon one battle all our liberties. This morning are they fled away, and gone; Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost. I but believe it partly, Now, most noble Brutus, Cas. Bru. Even by the rule of that philosophy, For fear of what might fall, so to prevent1 • The construction is :-I am determined to act according to that philosophy which directed me to blame the suicide of Cato; arming myself with patience, &c. [J. CES. 71] |