CLI. What, I, my Lord? No; not for all the world. BRU. Peace then! no words. CLI. BRU. Hark thee, Dardanius. CLI. O Dardanius! DAR. O Clitus! I'll rather kill myself. [whispers. Shall I do such a deed? CLI. What ill request did Brutus make to thee? DAR. To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates. CLI. Now is that noble vessel full of grief, That it runs over even at his eyes. BRU. Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word. VOL. What says my Lord? BRU. Why, this, Volumnius: The Ghost of Cæsar hath appear'd to me And, this last night, here in Philippi fields : I know my hour is come. VOL. Not so, my Lord. BRU. Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. Thou see'st the World, Volumnius, how it goes ; Our enemies have beat us to the pit : It is more worthy to leap in ourselves [Low alarums. Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius, Thou know'st that we two went to school together : ACT V Even for that our love of old, I pr'ythee, Hold thou my sword-hilts, whilst I run on it. VOL. That's not an office for a friend, my Lord. [Alarum still. 30 CLI. Fly, fly, my Lord! there is no tarrying here. VIII: K 40 73 LY ACT V Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest, [Alarum. Cry within: Fly, fly, fly! CLI. Fly, my Lord, fly! Hence! I will follow. VOLUMNIUS. [Exeunt CLITUS, DARDANIUS, and I pr'ythee, Strato, stay thou by thy Lord : Thy life hath had some smatch1 of honour in it : STRA. Give me your hand first: fare you well, my Lord. BRU. Farewell, good Strato. [runs on his sword.] Cæsar, now be still : I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. Alarum. Retreat. Enter OCTAVIUS, ANTONY, MESSALA, LUCILIUS, and the Army. Ост. What man is that? 50 [dies. 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; For Brutus only overcame himself, And no man else hath honour by his death. LUCIL. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, That thou hast prov'd Lucilius' saying true. MES. How died my master, Strato ? That did the latest service to my master. 60 70 1 taste. He only, in a general honest thought 80 [exeunt. 1 soldiers. 2 share. ACT V |