So near a glorious Deed there's no Repose:
Impatience makes unquiet Expectation,
And eager Nature can allow no Rest.

CASSIUS.

You fhall prevail; we'll let 'em but refresh,
And then we'll charge the Foe.

BRUTUS.

Let us embrace; and, O my dearest Brother,
This Quarrel fhall but make us better Friends.

Ο

Fourth CHORUS.

Of Roman Soldiers.

UR Vows thus chearfully we fing,

While martial Mufick fires our Blood:

Let all the neighb'ring Echoes ring

With Clamours for our Country's Good;
And for Reward, of the just Gods we claim
A Life with Freedom, or a Death with Fame.

May

May Rome be freed from War's Alarms,
And Taxes heavy to be born;

May the beware of foreign Arms,

And fend them back with noble Scorn:

And, for Reward, &c.

May fhe no more confide in Friends,
Who nothing farther understood,

Than only, for their private Ends,

To wafte her Wealth, and spill her Blood, And, for Reward, &c.

Our Senators great Jove restrain

From private Piques, they Prudence call ;
From the low Thoughts of little Gain,
And hazarding the lofing all,

And, for Reward, &c,

The shining Arms with hafte prepare,
Then to the glorious Combat fly;
Our Minds unclogg'd with farther Care,
Except to overcome, or die.

And, for Reward, &c.

They fight, Oppreffion to increase;
We, for our Liberties and Laws:
It were a Sin to doubt Succefs,

When Freedom is the noble Cause.

And, for Reward, of the juft Gods we claim
A Life with Freedom, or a Death with Fame.

ACT

ACT V. SCENE I.

The Field of Philippi.

BRUTUS, CASSIUS, LUCILIUS and TITINIUS, with other Officers, at the Head of their Army.

Enter VARIUS haftily.

VARIUS.

Ropitious Stars favour our Cause already.

Behold! a heedlefs Party of OCTAVIUS Haft'ning too fast, is fall'n within our Ambush; And we may cut them off without Defence.

CASSIUS.

Fall on 'em inftantly.

BRUTUS.

Hold, CASSIUS, hold,

And fpare your Fellow-Citizens at mercy.

CASSIUS.

The Death of these will make the Day our own.

BRUTUS.

Twill rather make the rest more desperate.
Confider, CASSIUS, they are Romans all.

CAS

CASSIUS.

So much the worse, fighting against their Country:

BRUTUS.

Alas, they do but follow wicked Leaders,
And are our Countrymen with all their Faults;
Kindred, nay Friends, perhaps to thee, or me.

CASSIUS.

Thy tender Nature will undo us all.

BRUTUS.

Good CASSIUS, let me over-rule in this,
And you in all things elfe fhall govern mc.
Order our Soldiers not to kill a Man, [To LUCILIUS.
But feize them gently, as your future Friends.
Oh, CASSIUS, what a Pleasure 'tis to fave
Romans from falling in a fhameful Cause.

CASSIUS.

I can no longer contradict my BRUTUS,
Your Mercy is fo moving; yet I own
This Battle never was approv'd by me:
For I would ne'er have ventur'd at one Blow
So great a Stake as all our Liberties;
But rather have prolong'd th' important War.
I use to flight Prefages; but of late,
My Mind, I know not how, foreboding Ill,
Spite of my Reason, feels a drooping Sadness,

And