28 Dec 2022, 4_25_48 AM_Part3

FTLN 2571 FTLN 2572 FTLN 2573 FTLN 2574 FTLN 2575 FTLN 2576 FTLN 2577 FTLN 2578 FTLN 2579 FTLN 2580 FTLN 2581 FTLN 2582 FTLN 2583 FTLN 2584 FTLN 2585 FTLN 2586 FTLN 2587 FTLN 2588 FTLN 2589 203 Julius Caesar ACT5.SC. 5 Scene 57 Enter Brutus, Dardanus, Clitus, Strato, and Volumnius. BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock. IHe sits down.) CLITUS Statilius showed the torchlight, but, my lord, He came not back. He is or ta’en or slain. BRUTUS Sit thee down, Clitus. Slaying is the word,; It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. He whispers to Clitus. CLITUS What, I, my lord? No, not for all the world. BRUTUS Peace, then, no words. CLITUS I'll rather kill myself. BRUTUS Hark thee, Dardanus. (He whispers to Dardanus.) DARDANUS Shall I do such a deed? cLITUS O Dardanus! DARDANUS O Clitus! "Dardanus and Clitus step aside. CLITUS What ill request did Brutus make to thee? DARDANUS To kill him, Clitus. Look, he meditates. CLITUS Now is that noble vessel full of grief, That it runs over even at his eyes. BRUTUS Come hither, good Volumnius. List a word. VOLUMNIUS What says my lord? BRUTUS Why this, Volumnius:

FTLN 2590 FTLN 2591 FTLN 2592 FTLN 2593 FTLN 2594 FTLN 2595 FTLN 2596 FTLN 2597 FTLN 2598 FTLN 2599 FTLN 2600 FTLN 2601 FTLN 2602 FTLN 2603 FTLN 2604 FTLN 2605 FTLN 2606 FTLN 2607 FTLN 2608 FTLN 2609 FTLN 2610 FTLN 2611 FTLN 2612 FTLN 2613 FTLN 2614 FTLN 2615 FTLN 2616 FTLN 2617 FTLN 2618 205 Julius Caesar ACTS.S63 The ghost of Caesar hath appeared to me Two several times by night—at Sardis once And this last night here in Philippi fields. I know my hour is come. VOLUMNIUS Not so, my lord. BRUTUS Nay, I am sure it is, Volumnius. Thou seest the world, Volumnius, how it goes. Our enemies have beat us to the pit. Low alarums. It is more worthy to leap in ourselves Than tarry till they push us. Good Volumnius, Thou know’st that we two went to school together; Even for that our love of old, I prithee, Hold thou my sword hilts whilst I run on it. VOLUMNIUS That’s not an office for a friend, my lord. Alarum Tcontinues.) CLITUS Fly, fly, my lord! There is no tarrying here. BRUTUS Farewell to you—and you—and you, Volumnius.— 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 More than Octavius and Mark Antony By this vile conquest shall attain unto. 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 labored to attain this hour. Alarum. Cry within “Fly, fly, fly!” CLITUS Fly, my lord, fly! BRUTUS Hence. I will follow. (Al exit but Brutus and Strato.) 20 25 30 35 40 45

FTLN 2642 FTLN 2643 FTLN 2644 FTLN 2645 FTLN 2646 FTLN 2647 FTLN 2648 FTLN 2649 FTLN 2650 FTLN 2651 FTLN 2652 FTLN 2653 FTLN 2654 FTLN 2655 FTLN 2656 FTLN 2657 209 Julius Caesar ACTS.SC3 MESSALA Octavius, then take him to follow thee, That did the latest service to my master. ANTONY This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators save only he Did that they did in envy of great Caesar. He only in a general honest thought And common good to all made one of them. His life was gentle and the elements So mixed in him that nature might stand up And say to all the world “This was a man.” OCTAVIUS According to his virtue, let us use him With all respect and rites of burial. Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie, Most like a soldier, ordered honorably. So call the field to rest, and let’s away To part the glories of this happy day. They all exit. 75 80 85