The very found offends. Oh! you have nam'd CASSIUS. For ever, and for ever, farewel, BRUTUS! For ever, and for ever, farewel, CASSIUS! [Exeunt feverally. SCENE III. Just as CASSIUS is going off, enter TITINIUS haftily, and ftops him. TITINIUS. The army of MARC-ANTONY appears, Sure, 'tis impoffible: tho' brave to rashness, We'll foon correct this infolent ANTONIUS, And crush the bold attempt. A Charge is founded. [Exit CASSIUS. Re-enter CASSIUS, with TITINIUS, PINDARUS and other Officers. CASSIUS. Their profp'rous rashness terrifies our men, I'll perish with it, or redeem the day. TITINIUS, Oh! make hafte, fly tow'rd those troops; Discover quickly if they are our friends. Exit TITINIUS. Go, PINDARUS, get on the rifing ground, (My fight, thou know'ft, is short) and take a view Quite round the field. PINDARUS goes up the Hill, then calls to CASSIUS. Hoa, my good lord! PINDARUS. CASSIUS. What now? PINDAR US. TITINIUS is feiz'd on by the foe. CASSIUS. Oh, he is taken, and they fhout for joy. [CASSIUS goes also to view. Come down, come down; Oh, I have liv'd to see my best friend loft! [PINDARUS turns away weeping. I am thy general, and mafter too; Yet I have us'd thee as becomes a friend: Is there neceffity? [CASSIUS prefents him his dagger. PINDARUS. CASSIUS. Thou fee'ft there is. Difpatch it quickly, while I turn my face. Then farewel, worthy CASSIUS. [PINDARUS kills himself. CASSIUS. What, gone before me? Did I need example? [Falls on his fword. SCENE IV. Enter TITINIUS, meeting one of CASSIUS's Officers juft entring at the other door. TITINIUS. BRUTUS with chearful news greets CAIUS CASSIUS; OFFICER. Alas! he comes too late, fee there lies CASSIUS! Enter BRUTUS with Officers. BRUTUS. IS CASSIUS on the ground? O my dear friend! [Runs to CASSIUS. I came to fill thy ears with pleasing news; What! has my feeble hand made me be taken? Rather the grief of ev'ry worthy Roman. What do I hear, and fee? IS BRUTUS there? BRUTUS. The Gods forbid that, CASSIUS! Look up and fee thy mournful friend victorious. CASSIUS. Have you then fav'd the liberty of Rome? Oh, still be tender of that best of women! In being kind to her, remember me. BRUTUS. [Dies in his arms. Remember thee! Who can forget thy worth? Grief only thinks on that which moft promotes it: [Enter a confufed Multitude of Soldiers. Hail, fellow-foldiers, worthy of that cause And themselves flaves; their vict'ry is their ruin. To one who but commands you for your fakes; And equal to your general, who feeks Acclamations of Applause. Let prodigal ANTONIUS promife treasures, [Exeunt Soldiers fhouting. SCENE V. A Trumpet founds mournfully. BRUTUS. Silence thofe difmal notes for CASSIUS' death; M m |