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and you;

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, yo. lumnius. Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep; Farewell 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, 1 More than Octavius, and Mark Antony, By this vile conquest shall attain unto.2 So fare you well at once; for Brutus' tongue 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; 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.

BRU. Farewell, 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, Messala;
The conquerors can but make a fire of him ; 4
For Brutus only overcame himself,
And no man else hath honour by his death.

1) This losing i. e, disastrous, un- | Antony will gain by their vile vicsuccessful day.

tory.

3) A smatch, a taste or tincture of 2) i. e. I shall have more glory by honour; some honour. this loss, than Octavius and Mark 4) i. e. burn him to ashes.

Luc. So Brutus should be found. - I thank thee, Brutus, That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true.

Oct. All that serv'd Brutus, I will entertain them.?
Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?

STRA. Ay, if Messala will prefer4 me to you.
Oct. Do so,

Messala.
MES.

How died my master, Strato
STRA. I held the sword, and he did run on it.

MES. Octavius, then take him to follow thee,
That did the latest service to my master.

ANT. This was the noblest Roman of them all:
All the conspirators, save only he, 5
Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar;
He only, in a general honest thought,
And common good to all, made one of them. 6
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, This was a man!

Oct. According to his virtue let us use him,
With all respect and rights of burial.
Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
Most like a soldier, order'd honourably.
So, call the field to rest: and let's away,
To part the glories of this happy day. 8

1) See p. 92: Safe, Antony; Bru 6) That is, was their associate. tus is safe enough, etc.

7) Use him, treat him; behave 2) i. e. receive them into my ser- toward him. vice. Steevens.

8) Of this tragedy many particu3) Wilt thou spend thy time, that lar passages deserve regard, and the is, live with me?

contention and reconcilement of 4) To prefer seems to have been Brutus and Cassius is universally the established phrase for recom-celebrated; but I have never been mending a servant. Reed.

strongly agitated in perusing it, and 5) Except him only. So, in Plu- think it somewhat cold and unat. tarch: For it was sayd that Anto- fecting, compared with some other nius spake it openly divers tymes, of Shakspeare's plays: his adherence that he thought, that of all them that to the real story, and to Roman manhad slayne Cæsar, there was none ners seems so have impeded the nabut Brutus only that was moved to tural vigour of his genius. Johnson. do it, as thinking the acte commend Gildon has justly observed, that able of it selfe: but that all the this tragedy ought to have been callother conspirators did conspire his ed Marcus Brutus, Cæsar being a death, for some private malice or very inconsiderable personage in envy that they otherwise did bear the scene, and being killed in the unto him." Steevens.

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WITH HISTORICAL AND OTHER EXPLANATORY NOTES

FOUNDED ON THE BEST COMMENTATORS.

EDITED BY

R. H. WESTLEY.

LEIPZIG:

GUSTAVUS GRÆBNER.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.'

KING EDWARD THE FOURTH.

LORD LOVEL.
EDWARD, Prince of Wales | Sons to the Sir Thomas Vaughan.
Richard, Duke of York 1 King. Sir Richard RatclifF.
George, Duke of Clarence) Brothers to Sir William Catesby.
Richard, Duke of Gloster) the King. SIR JAMES TYRREL.
A young Son of Clarence.

SIR JAMES BLOUNT.
HENRY, Earl of Richmond.

Sir WALTER HERBERT. CARDINAL BouchIER, Archbishop of Sir ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant Canterbury.

of the Tower.
Thomas ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of CHRISTOPHER URswick, a Priest.
York.

Another Priest.
John Morton, Bishop of Ely. Lord Mayor of London.
DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.

Sheriff of Wiltshire.
DUKE OF NORFOLK.
Earl of SURREY, Son to the former. ELIZABETH, Queen of King Edward IV.
Earl Rivers, Brother to King Ed- MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI.
ward's Queen.

Duchess OF YORK, Mother to King MARQUESS OF DORSET, and LORD Edward IV., Clarence, and GREY, her Sons.

Gloster. EARL OF OXFORD.

LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince LORD Hastings.

of Wales. LORD STANLEY.

A young Daughter of Clarence. Lords, and other Attendants; two Gentlemen, a Pursuivant, Scrivener,

Citizens, Murderers, Messengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c.

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GLOSTER. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds, that lower'd upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visag'd war hath smootř'd his wrinkled front; 6 And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds, To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers ? nimbly in a lady's chamber, To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable, 10 That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them;

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1. In the broad outlines of Rich-ing, a stately court dance, but here ard's person and character Shak- the word is employed to express speare has closely adhered to the dances in general. description of the usurper by Sir 5. Front, forehead, face. Thomas More.

6. A barbed steed is a horse ca2. TH cognizance of Edward IV. parisoned for war. was a sun, in memory of the three 7. i. e. war capers, or dances. suns, which are said to have ap 8. I, that am deficient in the peared at the battle which he gained pleasing form necessary to a lover. over the Lancastrians at Mortimer's *9. By dissembling nature is meant, Cross, in Herefordshire, where the nature that puts together things of defeated party lost near 4,000 men a dissimilar kind, as a brave soul (A.D. 1461).

and a deformed body. Feature is 3. Our battered weapons hung up used here for beauty in general. as menorials.

10. Unfashionably, unartfully. 4. A measure was, strictly speak 11. As I limp past them.

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