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Caf. This it is:

'Tis better that the enemy feek üs;

So fhall he wafte his means, weary His foldiers,
Doing himself offence; whilft we, lying ftill,
Are full of reft, defence, and nimbleness.

Bru. Good reafons muft of force give place to better.
The people, 'twixt Philippi and this ground,
Do ftand but in a forc'd affection;
For they have grudg'd us contribution :
The enemy, marching along by them,
By them fhall make a fuller number up,
Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encourag'd;
From which advantage shall we cut him off,
If at Philippi we do face him there,
Thefe people at our back.

Caf. Hear me, good brother

Bru. Under your pardon-You must noté befide,
That we have try'd the utmoft of our friends,

Our legions are brim-full, our cause is ripe;
The enemy increafeth every day,

We, at the height, are ready to decline.

There is a tide in the affairs of men,

Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortuné;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows, and in miferies.
On fuch a full fea are we now afloat;

And we must take the current when it ferves,

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Or lofe our ventures.

* The fo's, loofe for lofe

Caf

Caf. Then, with our will, go on;

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! We'll along ourselves, and meet them at Philippi. Bru. The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And nature muft obey neceffity;

Which we will niggard with a little reft.

There is no more to say?

Caf. No more. Good night.

Early to-morrow will we rife, and hence ".

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Bru. Lucius, my gown. [Exit Luc.] Farewel, good

Meffala:

Good night, Titinius: Noble, noble Caffius,

Good night, and good repose.

Caf. O my dear brother

This was an ill beginning of the night:

Never come fuch divifion 'tween our fouls!

Let it not, Brutus '.

Bra. Every thing is well.

Caf. Good night, my lord.

1 R. and all after except Ĉ, we will may be thought immaterial, with regard

for we'll.

1 C. on for along.

n R. P. and H. we will for will we. • Here the fo's, and all after but C. direct Lucius to enter; but Lucius had not made his exit, fince he brought the

wine.

℗ The fo's, R, P. T. W. and J. omit this direction; yet, afterwards, make Lucius enter with the gown.

R.'s octavo, came for come.

• Here Lucius 'enters with the gown, in all editions but C. Now, though it

to the play itself, at which of the two places Lucius enters; yet in the exhibition of it, it is a matter of fome confequence. At every fresh entrance, the attention of the audience is drawn upon the perfon entering, and diverted from what ever business is paffing on the ftage befides. So that no person should enter till he is wanted.

• P. and all after except C. omit the two following speeches, without giving any notice thereof.

Bru. Good night, good brother.

Tit. Mef. Good night, lord Brutus.

Bru. Farewel, every one.

[Exeunt Caf, Tit, Mef,

Enter Lucius, with the gown.

Give me the gown. Where is thy inftrument?

Luc. Here in the tent.

Bru, What, thou speak'ft drowsily?

Poor knave, I blame thee not; thou art o'er-watch'd,
Call" Claudius, and fome other of my men;

I'll have them fleep on cushions in my tent.

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Luc. Varro and "Claudius!

Enter Varro and " Claudius,

Var, Calls my lord?

Bru. I pray you, firs, lye in my tent, and fleep:

It may be, I shall raise you by and by

On business to my brother Caffius.

Var. So please you, we will stand, and watch your pleafure.

Bru. I will not have it fo: lye down, good firs;

It may be I fhall otherwife bethink me.

[ Var. and Clau. retire,

Look, Lucius, here's the book I fought for fo;

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put it in the pocket of my gown.

Luc. I was fure your fordfhip did not give it me.

Bru. Bear with me, good boy, I am much forgetful.

* Canft thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile,

And touch thy inftrument a ftrain or two?

The 2d f.. art for not; the 3d and Servants retire and fleep.

4th omit not.

x The three laft fo's,

u The fo's, Claudie for Claudius, and Canft thou bold up thy infirument a firain Varrus for Varro.

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or twog

w No direction before C. who directs, And touch thy beavy eyes aqubile.

Luc.

Luc. Ay, my lord, an 't please you.

Bru. It does, my boy:

I trouble thee too much, but thou art willing.

Luc. It is my duty, fir.

Bru. I fhould not urge thy duty paft thy might; I know, young bloods look for a time of rest.

Luc. I have flept, my lord, already.

Bru. It was well done;

I will not hold thee long.

I will be good to thee.

and thou fhalt fleep again;

If I do live,

[Mufick and a fong: toward the end, Lucius falls afleep.

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This is a fleepy tune-O murderous flumber,
Lay'ft thou thy leaden mace upon my boy,

That plays thee mufick?-Gentle knave, good night.
I will not do thee fo much wrong to wake thee;
If thou doft nod, thou break'st thy inftrument;
I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, good night.

[ Lays the inftrument by, and fits down to read.
Let me fee, let me fee; Is not the leaf turn'd down,
Where I left reading? Here it is, I think .
Enter the Ghost of Cæfar.

How ill this taper burns!-Ha! who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes,

That shapes this monftrous apparition.

It comes upon me :-Art thou any thing?
Art thou fome god, fome angel, or fome devil,

y The following part of this direction put in by C.

z The two first fo's, flumbler for flume ber.

a No direction in this place in any of the editions before C. who directs [Lays the inftrument by and fits down.

P. and all after except C. read, Bur

let me fee, is not, &c.

c Here R. and ail after except C. direct [He fus down to read.

Here begins Scene 7 in P. H. W.

and J.

That

That mak'ft

my blood cold, and my hair to stare?·

Speak to me, what thou art.

Ghoft. Thy evil spirit, Brutus.

Bru. Why com'ft thou?

Ghoft. To tell thee, thou shalt fee me at Philippi.

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Bru. Well; then I fhall fee thee again?

Ghof. Ay, at Philippi.

Bru. Why I will fee thee at Philippi then.
Now I have taken heart, thou vanishest:
Ill fpirit, I would hold more talk with thee.-
Boy, Lucius! Varro! Claudius! Sirs, awake!
Claudius!

Luc. The ftrings, my lord, are false.

Bru. He thinks he h ftill is at his inftrument. Lucius, awake.

Luc. My lord 1?

[ vanishes.

Bru. Didft thou dream, Lucius, that thou fo cry'dft out?

Luc. My lord, I do not know that I did cry.

Bru. Yes, that thou didft: Didft thou see any thing?

Luc. Nothing, my lord.

Bru. Sleep again, Lucius.-Sirrah, Claudius! Fellow thou! awake!

Var. My lord.

Clau. My lord.

Bru. Why did you fo cry out, firs, in your fleep?
Var. Clau. Did we, my lord?

• P. and all after except C. omit Well.

f No direction in the fo's.-R. and all after except C. direct [Exit gboft.

The fo's, Varrus for Varro, and Claudio for Claudius.

The 4th f. R.'s octavo, T.'s duodecimo, W. and J. is fill for fill in. i Here C. directs [waking.] KT. H. and W. Varro for thou; this is W's emendation.

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