Chapter XXI: Act IV: SCENE I. A house in Rome.3368

ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, _and_ LEPIDUS, _seated at a table_.[3369]

_Ant._ These many then shall die; their names are prick'd.[3370]

_Oct._ Your brother too must die; consent you, Lepidus?

_Lep._ I do consent--[3371]

_Oct._ Prick him down, Antony.

_Lep._ Upon condition Publius shall not live,[3372]
Who is your sister's son, Mark Antony.[3373] 5

_Ant._ He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him.[3374]
But, Lepidus, go you to Cæsar's house;
Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine[3375]
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

_Lep._ What, shall I find you here? 10

_Oct._ Or here, or at the Capitol. [_Exit Lepidus._

_Ant._ This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?

_Oct._ So you thought him, 15
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die
In our black sentence and proscription.

_Ant._ Octavius, I have seen more days than you:
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads, 20
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way;[3376]
And having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load and turn him off, 25
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears
And graze in commons.[3377]

_Oct._ You may do your will:
But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

_Ant._ So is my horse, Octavius, and for that
I do appoint him store of provender: 30
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.[3378]
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;
He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth; 35
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds[3379]
On abjects, orts and imitations,[3380]
Which, out of use and staled by other men,[3381]
Begin his fashion: do not talk of him
But as a property. And now, Octavius, 40
Listen great things: Brutus and Cassius
Are levying powers: we must straight make head:
Therefore let our alliance be combined,
Our best friends made, our means stretch'd;[3382]
And let us presently go sit in council, 45
How covert matters may be best disclosed,
And open perils surest answered.

_Oct._ Let us do so: for we are at the stake,
And bay'd about with many enemies;[3383]
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, 50
Millions of mischiefs.[3384] [_Exeunt._

SCENE II. _Camp near Sardis. Before Brutus's tent._[3385]

_Drum. Enter_ BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, _and_ Soldiers; TITINIUS
_and_ PINDARUS _meet them_.[3386]

_Bru._ Stand, ho![3387]

_Lucil._ Give the word, ho! and stand.[3388]

_Bru._ What now, Lucilius! is Cassius near?[3388]

_Lucil._ He is at hand; and Pindarus is come
To do you salutation from his master.[3389] 5

_Bru._ He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus,
In his own change, or by ill officers,[3390]
Hath given me some worthy cause to wish
Things done undone: but if he be at hand,
I shall be satisfied.

_Pin._ I do not doubt 10
But that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, full of regard and honour.

_Bru._ He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius,[3391][3392][3393]
How he received you: let me be resolved.[3392][3393]

_Lucil._ With courtesy and with respect enough;[3392] 15
But not with such familiar instances,[3392]
Nor with such free and friendly conference,[3392]
As he hath used of old.[3392]

_Bru._ Thou hast described[3392]
A hot friend cooling: ever note, Lucilius,[3392]
When love begins to sicken and decay,[3392] 20
It useth an enforced ceremony.[3392]
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith:[3392]
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,[3392]
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle,[3392]
But when they should endure the bloody spur,[3392] 25
They fall their crests and like deceitful jades[3392][3394]
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?[3392][3395]

_Lucil._ They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd;[3392]
The greater part, the horse in general,[3392]
Are come with Cassius.[3392] [_Low march within._

_Bru._ Hark! he is arrived:[3392][3396] 30
March gently on to meet him.[3397]

_Enter_ CASSIUS _and his powers_.[3398]

_Cas._ Stand, ho![3399]

_Bru._ Stand, ho! Speak the word along.[3400]

_First Sol._ Stand![3401]

_Sec. Sol._ Stand![3402] 35

_Third Sol._ Stand![3403]

_Cas._ Most noble brother, you have done me wrong.

_Bru._ Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies?
And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?[3404]

_Cas._ Brutus this sober form of yours hides wrongs; 40
And when you do them--

_Bru._ Cassius, be content;
Speak your griefs softly: I do know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us not wrangle: bid them move away; 45
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

_Cas._ Pindarus,
Bid our commanders lead their charges off
A little from this ground.[3405]

_Bru._ Lucilius, do you the like, and let no man[3405][3406] 50
Come to our tent till we have done our conference.[3405]
Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door.[3407] [_Exeunt._

SCENE III. _Brutus's tent._[3408]

_Enter_ BRUTUS _and_ CASSIUS.[3409]

_Cas._ That you have wrong'd me doth appear in this:
You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella
For taking bribes here of the Sardians;
Wherein my letters, praying on his side,[3410][3411]
Because I knew the man, were slighted off.[3411][3412] 5

_Bru._ You wrong'd yourself to write in such a case.[3413]

_Cas._ In such a time as this it is not meet
That every nice offence should bear his comment.[3414]

_Bru._ Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself[3415]
Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm, 10
To sell and mart your offices for gold
To undeservers.

_Cas._ I an itching palm![3416]
You know that you are Brutus that speaks this,[3417]
Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last.

_Bru._ The name of Cassius honours this corruption, 15
And chastisement doth therefore hide his head.[3418]

_Cas._ Chastisement!

_Bru._ Remember March, the ides of March remember:
Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake?[3419]
What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, 20
And not for justice? What, shall one of us,
That struck the foremost man of all this world
But for supporting robbers, shall we now
Contaminate our fingers with base bribes,
And sell the mighty space of our large honours 25
For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,[3420]
Than such a Roman.[3421]

_Cas._ Brutus, bait not me;
I'll not endure it: you forget yourself,
To hedge me in; I am a soldier, I,[3422] 30
Older in practice, abler than yourself
To make conditions.[3423]

_Bru._ Go to; you are not, Cassius.

_Cas._ I am.

_Bru._ I say you are not.[3424]

_Cas._ Urge me no more, I shall forget myself; 35
Have mind upon your health, tempt me no farther.[3425]

_Bru._ Away, slight man!

_Cas._ Is't possible?

_Bru._ Hear me, for I will speak.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? 40

_Cas._ O ye gods, ye gods! must I endure all this?[3426]

_Bru._ All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break;
Go show your slaves how choleric you are,
And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?[3427]
Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch 45
Under your testy humour? By the gods,
You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,[3428]
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish.

_Cas._ Is it come to this? 50

_Bru._ You say you are a better soldier:
Let it appear so; make your vaunting true,
And it shall please me well: for mine own part,
I shall be glad to learn of noble men.[3429]

_Cas._ You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus;[3430] 55
I said, an elder soldier, not a better:[3431]
Did I say, better?[3432]

_Bru._ If you did, I care not.

_Cas._ When Cæsar lived, he durst not thus have moved me.

_Bru._ Peace, peace! you durst not so have tempted him.

_Cas._ I durst not! 60

_Bru._ No.

_Cas._ What, durst not tempt him!

_Bru._ For your life you durst not.

_Cas._ Do not presume too much upon my love;
I may do that I shall be sorry for.

_Bru._ You have done that you should be sorry for. 65
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats;
For I am arm'd so strong in honesty
That they pass by me as the idle wind
Which I respect not. I did send to you
For certain sums of gold, which you denied me: 70
For I can raise no money by vile means:
By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,
And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash
By any indirection. I did send[3433] 75
To you for gold to pay my legions,
Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends, 80
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts,[3434]
Dash him to pieces![3434]

_Cas._ I denied you not.

_Bru._ You did.

_Cas._ I did not: he was but a fool
That brought my answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart:[3435]
A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,[3436] 85
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

_Bru._ I do not, till you practise them on me.[3437]

_Cas._ You love me not.

_Bru._ I do not like your faults.

_Cas._ A friendly eye could never see such faults.

_Bru._ A flatterer's would not, though they do appear[3438] 90
As huge as high Olympus.

_Cas._ Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come,
Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius,
For Cassius is a-weary of the world;
Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother; 95
Check'd like a bondman; all his faults observed,
Set in a note-book, learn'd and conn'd by rote,
To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep[3439]
My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger,
And here my naked breast; within, a heart 100
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:[3440]
If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth;[3441]
I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart:
Strike, as thou didst at Cæsar; for I know,
When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better 105
Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.

_Bru._ Sheath your dagger:
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;
Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour.[3442]
O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb,[3443]
That carries anger as the flint bears fire, 110
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark[3444]
And straight is cold again.

_Cas._ Hath Cassius lived
To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief and blood ill-temper'd vexeth him?[3445]

_Bru._ When I spoke that, I was ill-temper'd too. 115

_Cas._ Do you confess so much? Give me your hand.

_Bru._ And my heart too.[3446]

_Cas._ O Brutus!

_Bru._ What's the matter?

_Cas._ Have not you love enough to bear with me,[3447]
When that rash humour which my mother gave me
Makes me forgetful?

_Bru._ Yes, Cassius, and from henceforth,[3448] 120
When you are over-earnest with your Brutus,
He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so.

_Poet._ [_Within_] Let me go in to see the generals;
There is some grudge between 'em; 'tis not meet[3449][3450]
They be alone.[3450][3451]

_Lucil._ [_Within_] You shall not come to them.[3450][3452] 125

_Poet._ [_Within_] Nothing but death shall stay me.[3450][3453]

_Enter_ Poet, _followed by_ LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, _and_ LUCIUS.[3454]

_Cas._ How now! what's the matter?[3450]

_Poet._ For shame, you generals! what do you mean?[3450]
Love, and be friends, as two such men should be;[3450]
For I have seen more years, I'm sure, than ye.[3450] 130

_Cas._ Ha, ha! how vilely doth this cynic rhyme![3450][3455]

_Bru._ Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow, hence![3450]

_Cas._ Bear with him, Brutus; 'tis his fashion.[3450]

_Bru._ I'll know his humour when he knows his time:[3450]
What should the wars do with these jigging fools?[3450][3456] 135
Companion, hence![3450]

_Cas._ Away, away, be gone! [_Exit Poet._

_Bru._ Lucilius and Titinius, bid the commanders[3457]
Prepare to lodge their companies to-night.

_Cas._ And come yourselves, and bring Messala with you
Immediately to us. [_Exeunt Lucilius and Titinius._

_Bru._ Lucius, a bowl of wine! [_Exit Lucius._[3458] 140

_Cas._ I did not think you could have been so angry.

_Bru._ O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs.

_Cas._ Of your philosophy you make no use,
If you give place to accidental evils.

_Bru._ No man bears sorrow better: Portia is dead.[3459] 145

_Cas._ Ha! Portia![3460]

_Bru._ She is dead.

_Cas._ How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so?
O insupportable and touching loss!
Upon what sickness?

_Bru._ Impatient of my absence,[3461] 150
And grief that young Octavius with Mark Antony
Have made themselves so strong: for with her death
That tidings came: with this she fell distract,
And, her attendants absent, swallow'd fire.

_Cas._ And died so?

_Bru._ Even so.

_Cas._ O ye immortal gods![3462] 155

_Re-enter_ LUCIUS, _with wine and taper_.[3463]

_Bru._ Speak no more of her. Give me a bowl of wine.
In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius. [_Drinks._

_Cas._ My heart is thirsty for that noble pledge.
Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup;
I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love. [_Drinks._ [3464] 160

_Bru._ Come in, Titinius! [_Exit Lucius._[3465]

_Re-enter_ TITINIUS, _with_ MESSALA.

Welcome, good Messala.
Now sit we close about this taper here,
And call in question our necessities.

_Cas._ Portia, art thou gone?

_Bru._ No more, I pray you.[3466]
Messala, I have here received letters,[3467] 165
That young Octavius and Mark Antony
Come down upon us with a mighty power,
Bending their expedition toward Philippi.[3468]

_Mes._ Myself have letters of the selfsame tenour.[3469]

_Bru._ With what addition?[3470] 170

_Mes._ That by proscription and bills of outlawry[3471]
Octavius, Antony and Lepidus,
Have put to death an hundred senators.[3472]

_Bru._ Therein our letters do not well agree;
Mine speak of seventy senators that died 175
By their proscriptions, Cicero being one.

_Cas._ Cicero one![3473][3474]

_Mes._ Cicero is dead,[3474]
And by that order of proscription.[3475]
Had you your letters from your wife, my lord?

_Bru._ No, Messala. 180

_Mes._ Nor nothing in your letters writ of her?

_Bru._ Nothing, Messala.

_Mes._ That, methinks, is strange.

_Bru._ Why ask you? hear you aught of her in yours?[3476]

_Mes._ No, my lord.

_Bru._ Now, as you are a Roman, tell me true. 185

_Mes._ Then like a Roman bear the truth I tell:
For certain she is dead, and by strange manner.

_Bru._ Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala:
With meditating that she must die once
I have the patience to endure it now. 190

_Mes._ Even so great men great losses should endure.

_Cas._ I have as much of this in art as you,
But yet my nature could not bear it so.

_Bru._ Well, to our work alive. What do you think
Of marching to Philippi presently?[3477] 195

_Cas._ I do not think it good.

_Bru._ Your reason?

_Cas._ This it is:[3478]
'Tis better that the enemy seek us:
So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers,
Doing himself offence; whilst we lying still
Are full of rest, defence and nimbleness. 200

_Bru._ Good reasons must of force give place to better.
The people 'twixt Philippi and this ground
Do stand but in a forced affection,
For they have grudged us contribution:
The enemy, marching along by them, 205
By them shall make a fuller number up,
Come on refresh'd, new-added and encouraged;[3479]
From which advantage shall we cut him off[3480]
If at Philippi we do face him there,[3481]
These people at our back.

_Cas._ Hear me, good brother.[3482] 210

_Bru._ Under your pardon. You must note beside
That we have tried the utmost of our friends,
Our legions are brim-full, our cause is ripe:
The enemy increaseth every day;
We, at the height, are ready to decline. 215
There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which taken at the flood leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat, 220
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.

_Cas._ Then, with your will, go on;[3483][3484]
We'll along ourselves and meet them at Philippi.[3483][3485]

_Bru._ The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity; 225
Which we will niggard with a little rest.
There is no more to say?[3486]

_Cas._ No more. Good night:
Early to-morrow will we rise and hence.

_Bru._ Lucius! [_Re-enter Lucius._] My gown.
[_Exit Lucius._] Farewell, good Messala:[3487]
Good night, Titinius: noble, noble Cassius, 230
Good night, and good repose.

_Cas._ O my dear brother!
This was an ill beginning of the night:
Never come such division 'tween our souls![3488]
Let it not, Brutus.

_Bru._ Every thing is well.

_Cas._ Good night, my lord.

_Bru._ Good night, good brother.[3489] 235

_Tit. Mes._ Good night, Lord Brutus.

_Bru._ Farewell, every one.

[_Exeunt all but Brutus._[3490]

_Re-enter_ LUCIUS, _with the gown_.

Give me the gown. Where is thy instrument?

_Luc._ Here in the tent.

_Bru._ What, thou speak'st drowsily?
Poor knave, I blame thee not; thou art o'er-watch'd.[3491]
Call Claudius and some other of my men;[3492] 240
I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent.

_Luc._ Varro and Claudius![3492][3493][3494]

_Enter_ VARRO _and_ CLAUDIUS.

_Var._ Calls my lord?[3495]

_Bru._ I pray you, sirs, lie in my tent and sleep;
It may be I shall raise you by and by 245
On business to my brother Cassius.

_Var._ So please you, we will stand and watch your pleasure.[3496]

_Bru._ I will not have it so: lie down, good sirs;
It may be I shall otherwise bethink me.
Look, Lucius, here's the book I sought for so; 250
I put it in the pocket of my gown. [_Var. and Clau. lie down._[3497]

_Luc._ I was sure your lordship did not give it me.

_Bru._ Bear with me, good boy, I am much forgetful.
Canst thou hold up thy heavy eyes awhile,[3498]
And touch thy instrument a strain or two?[3498][3499] 255

_Luc._ Ay, my lord, an't please you.[3500]

_Bru._ It does, my boy:[3501]
I trouble thee too much, but thou art willing.[3501]

_Luc._ It is my duty, sir.[3501][3502]

_Bru._ I should not urge thy duty past thy might;
I know young bloods look for a time of rest. 260

_Luc._ I have slept, my lord, already.

_Bru._ It was well done; and thou shalt sleep again;
I will not hold thee long: if I do live,
I will be good to thee. [_Music, and a song._[3503]
This is a sleepy tune. O murderous slumber,[3504] 265
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy,[3505]
That plays thee music? Gentle knave, good night;
I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee:
If thou dost nod, thou break'st thy instrument;
I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, good night.[3506] 270
Let me see, let me see; is not the leaf turn'd down[3507]
Where I left reading? Here it is, I think. [_Sits down._[3508]

_Enter the Ghost of_ CÆSAR.[3509]

How ill this taper burns! Ha! who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes
That shapes this monstrous apparition. 275
It comes upon me. Art thou any thing?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That makest my blood cold, and my hair to stare?[3510]
Speak to me what thou art.

_Ghost._ Thy evil spirit, Brutus.

_Bru._ Why comest thou?[3511] 280

_Ghost._ To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.

_Bru._ Well; then I shall see thee again?[3512]

_Ghost._ Ay, at Philippi.

_Bru._ Why, I will see thee at Philippi then. [_Exit Ghost._[3513]
Now I have taken heart thou vanishest.[3514] 285
Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.[3514]
Boy, Lucius! Varro! Claudius! Sirs, awake![3492][3493]
Claudius![3492]

_Luc._ The strings, my lord, are false.

_Bru._ He thinks he still is at his instrument.[3515] 290
Lucius, awake!

_Luc._ My lord?[3516]

_Bru._ Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so criedst out?[3517]

_Luc._ My lord. I do not know that I did cry.

_Bru._ Yes, that thou didst: didst thou see any thing? 295

_Luc._ Nothing, my lord.

_Bru._ Sleep again, Lucius. Sirrah Claudius![3492][3518]

[_To Var._] Fellow thou, awake![3519]

_Var._ My lord?

_Clau._ My lord? 300

_Bru._ Why did you so cry out, sirs, in your sleep?

_Var. Clau._ Did we, my lord?[3520]

_Bru._ Ay: saw you any thing?

_Var._ No, my lord, I saw nothing.

_Clau._ Nor I, my lord.

_Bru._ Go and commend me to my brother Cassius;
Bid him set on his powers betimes before, 305
And we will follow.

_Var. Clau._ It shall be done, my lord.[3520] [_Exeunt._

FOOTNOTES:

[3368] ACT IV. SCENE I.] Rowe. Actus Quartus. Ff.

A house in Rome.] See note (VI).

[3369] Antony ... table.] Malone. Enter Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus. Ff.

[3370] _These many_] _These, marry_ Grey conj.

[3371] _consent--_] Knight. _consent_: Capell. _consent._ Ff.

[3372] _Publius_] _Lucius_ Upton conj.

[3373] _Who is your_] _You are his_ Upton conj.

[3374] _damn_] F4. _dam_ F1 F2 F3.

[3375] _shall_] _will_ Steevens (1793).

[3376] _Either_] Ff. _Or_ Pope.

_point_] F1. _print_ F2 F3 F4.

[3377] _in commons_] _in common_ Hanmer. _on commons_ Collier MS.

[3378] _motion govern'd_] Pope. _motion, govern'd_ Ff.

[3379] _barren-spirited_] Hyphened by Pope.

[3380] _abjects, orts_] Staunton. _abject orts_ Theobald. _Objects, Arts_ Ff. _abject arts_ Becket conj.

_imitations_,] Rowe (ed. 2). _Imitations._ Ff.

[3381] _staled_] _stal'de_ F1 F2. _stal'd_ F3. _stall'd_ F4.

[3382] _made, our_] _made secure, our best_ Anon. conj.

_our means stretch'd_] _our meanes stretcht_ F1. _and our best meanes stretcht out_ F2 F3 F4 (_means_ F4). _our best means stretcht_ Johnson. _our means stretch'd to the utmost_ Malone. _our choicest means stretch'd out_ Staunton conj.

[3383] _bay'd_] Pope. _bayed_ Ff.

[3384] _mischiefs_] _mischief_ Steevens (1778).

[3385] SCENE II.] Rowe.

Camp ...] Before Brutus's Tent, in the Camp near Sardis. Rowe.

[3386] Enter Brutus, Lucilius ... Titinius ...] Enter Brutus, Lucius, and soldiers; Lucilius, Titinius ... Nicholson conj.

Lucius] Capell. om. Ff.

Soldiers] Rowe. the Army Ff.

[3387] _Stand, ho!_] _Stand here_ Steevens (1793).

[3388] S. Walker would read _Give ... Lucilius,_ as one line.

[3389] [presenting Pindarus, who gives a Letter. Capell. Jennens supposes that a speech of Pindarus is lost here.

[3390] _change_] _charge_ Hanmer (Warburton).

_officers_] _offices_ Johnson conj.

[3391] _He ... Lucilius_,] As in Ff. As two lines in Craik.

_A word_] _Hear, a word_ Hanmer. _A word with you_ Anon. conj.

[3392] _A word ... Cassius._] Marked as 'Aside' by Capell.

[3393] _Lucilius, ... you_:] F3 F4. _Lucilius ... you_: F1F2. _Lucilius,-- ... you_, Rowe.

[3394] _crests_] F1. _crest_ F2 F3 F4.

[3395] _sink_] _Shrink_ Craik conj.

[3396] [Low ...] Pope. After line 24 in Ff. March within. Capell.

[3397] [March. Capell.

[3398] Enter ...] Ff (after _Cassius_, line 30). Enter Cassius and Soldiers. Rowe. Enter Cassius, and Forces. Capell.

[3399] [to his Officers, entering. Capell.

[3400] _Stand, ho!_] _Stand:--_[to his.] Capell.

[3401] First Sol.] Edd. (Globe ed.). 1. O. Capell. om. Ff. Within. Rowe. Without. Staunton.

[3402] Sec. Sol.] Edd. (Globe ed.). 2. O. Capell. om. Ff. Within. Rowe. Without. Staunton.

[3403] Third Sol.] Edd. (Globe ed.). 3. O. Capell. om. Ff. Within. Rowe. Without. Staunton.

[One after other, and fainter Collier MS.

[3404] _brother?_] F3 F4. _brother._ F1 F2.

[3405] S. Walker would end the lines _Lucilius, ... like ... we ... conference._

[3406] _Lucilius_] _Lucius_ Craik. (See note VII).

_you_] om. Pope.

_let_] _see you let_ Mitford conj., ending line 49 at _Lucilius_.

_man_] _man, Lucilius_, Capell, reading _Do ... Lucilius_ as one line.

[3407] _Let Lucius_] _Lucilius_ Craik. See note (VII).

_our_] _the_ Rowe.

[3408] SCENE III.] Pope. Rowe continues the scene.

Brutus's tent.] Hanmer. The Inside of Brutus's tent. Theobald. Within the Tent. Lucius, and Titinius at the Door. Capell.

[3409] Enter ...] Capell. Manet ... F1. Manent ... F2 F3 F4. Re-enter ... Theobald.

[3410] _Wherein_] _Whereon_ Seymour conj.

[3411] _letters ... man, were_] Malone. _letters ... man was_ F1. _letter ... man, was_ F2 F3 F4.

[3412] _off_] _of_ Rowe (ed. 2).

[3413] _case_] _cause_ Capell conj.

[3414] _his_] Ff. _its_ Pope.

[3415] _Let_] _Yet let_ Pope. _And let_ Capell.

[3416] _I_] _Ay_, Rowe.

[3417] _speaks_] F4. _speakes_ F1 F2 F3. _speak_ Pope.

[3418] _doth_] _does_ Collier (ed. 1).

_his_] Ff. _its_ Pope.

[3419] _justice'_] Capell. _justice_ Ff.

[3420] _bay_] F1. _baite_ F2. _bait_ F3 F4.

[3421] _bait_] F3 F4. _baite_ F1 F2. _bay_ Theobald.

[3422] _soldier, I_] _soldier, ay_ Steevens, 1773 (Jennens conj.).

[3423] _to_] _too_ F1.

_not, Cassius_] Hamner. _not Cassius_ Ff.

[3424] _I say_] _Cassius, I say_ Steevens conj.

[3425] _farther_] Ff. _further_ Steevens.

[3426] _O ye gods_] _O gods_ Pope.

[3427] _budge_] F4. _bouge_ F1. _boudge_ F2 F3.

[3428] _Though_] _Thought_ F2.

[3429] _noble_] _abler_ Collier (Collier MS.). _able_ Singer conj.

[3430] _You ... Brutus_] One line in Rowe. Two in Ff.

_me every way; you_] _me; every way you_ Ritson conj.

[3431] _elder_] _older_ Collier (one volume edition).

[3432] _better_] _a better_ Knight (National ed.).

[3433] _indirection_] _indirectness_ Pope.

[3434] _thunderbolts, Dash_] _thunderbolts Dash_ Collier (one volume ed.).

[3435] _That brought my_] Ff. _that brought My_ Dyce.

_back_] om. Steevens conj.

[3436] _his_] _a_ Rowe.

[3437] _not, till_] _not. Still_ Warburton.

_not, till ... me._] _not: will you practise that on me?_ Hanmer.

[3438] _do_] _did_ Collier MS.

[3439] _my_] _his_ Capell conj.

[3440] _Plutus'_] Pope. _Pluto's_ Ff.

[3441] _be'st a Roman_] _needst a Roman's_ Warburton.

[3442] _humour_] _honour_ Craik conj.

[3443] _lamb_] _man_ Pope. _temper_ Anon. conj.

[3444] _Who_] _Which_ Hanmer.

[3445] _blood ill-temper'd_] _blood, ill-temper'd_, Staunton.

[3446] [Embracing. Rowe.

[3447] _not you_] _you not_ Pope (ed. 2).

[3448] _forgetful_] _forgetfulls_ F2. _forget_ Seymour conj.

_from_] om. Capell.

[3449] Poet. [Within]. A noise within. Poet within. Theobald. Enter a Poet. Poet. Ff. Enter Lucilius and Titinius, and a Poet. Poet. Rowe. (Lucius, Rowe, ed. 2).

[3450] Poet ... _gone!_] Put in the margin by Pope.

[3451] _'em_] _them_ Capell.

[3452] Lucil. [Within]. Dyce. Lucil. F1. Luci. F2 F3 F4. Luc. Rowe. Luc. within. Theobald.

[3453] Poet. [Within]. Theobald. Poet. Ff.

[3454] Enter ... Lucius.] Edd. (Globe ed.). Enter Poet, followed by Lucilius and Titinius. Dyce. Enter Poet. Theobald. om. Ff.

[3455] _vilely_] F4. _vildely_ F1 F2. _vildly_ F3.

_doth_] _does_ Capell.

[3456] _jigging_] _jingling_ Pope.

[3457] SCENE IV. Pope.

[3458] [Exeunt ...] Rowe. om. Ff.

[Exit Lucius.] Capell.

[3459] _Portia is_] _Portia's_ Pope.

[3460] _Portia!_] _Portia? brother, said you?_ Seymour conj.

[3461] _Impatient_] _Impatience_ Capell conj.

[3462] _O ye_] om. Steevens conj.

[3463] Re-enter Lucius ... taper.] Edd. (Globe ed.). Enter Boy ... Tapers. Ff. Re-enter Lucius ... Tapers. Capell.

[3464] _Brutus'_] Pope. _Brutus_ F1 F2 F3. _Brutus's_ F4.

[Drinks.] Capell. om. Ff.

[3465] SCENE V. Pope.

_Come in ... Messala_] One line in Rowe. Two in Ff.

[Exit Lucius.] Edd. (Globe ed.). om. Ff.

Re-enter ...] Dyce. Enter Titinius and ... Ff (after line 165). Enter ... Theobald (after line 166). Re-enter ... Capell (after line 165).

[3466] _Portia_] _Oh Portia_ Pope. _Ah! Portia_ Seymour conj.

[3467] _here_] om. Pope (ed. 2).

[3468] _toward_] _towards_ Capell.

[3469] _tenour_] Theobald. _tenure_ Ff.

[3470] _addition?_] Rowe. _addition._ Ff.

[3471] _proscription_] _proscriptions_ Pope.

_and ... outlawry_] om. Seymour conj.

_outlawry_] F4. _outlarie_ F1. _outlary_ F2 F3.

[3472] _an_] _a_ Capell.

[3473] _Cicero_] _Cibero_ F2.

_Cicero ... dead_,] As two hemistichs, or as prose, Craik conj.

_Cicero_] _Ay, Cicero_ Capell. _Yes, Cicero_ Keightley.

[3474] _Cicero ... proscription_] Arranged as in Johnson. One line in Ff.

[3475] _by that_] _that by_ Capell.

_proscription._] F3 F4. _proscription_ F1 F2.

[3476] _Why ... yours?_] One line in Rowe. Two in Ff.

[3477] _presently?_] Pope. _presently._ Ff.

[3478] _This it is_:] _This_: Steevens conj.

[3479] _new-added_] Capell. _new added_ Ff. _new aided_ Singer (ed. 2). _new-hearted_ Craik (Collier MS.).

[3480] _shall we_] _we shall_ Craik conj.

_off_] Rowe. _off._ Ff.

[3481] _him there_,] Ff. _him, there_ Theobald conj. (withdrawn).

[3482] _brother._] _brother--_ Rowe.

[3483] _Then ... Philippi_] Arranged as in Capell. Two lines, the first ending _along_, in Ff.

[3484] _will_] _good will_ Seymour conj., omitting _go on_.

[3485] _We'll along_] _we will along_ Rowe. _We'll on_ Capell.

_We'll ... ourselves_] _We will along_ Seymour conj.

[3486] _say?_] Capell. _say._ Ff.

[3487] _Lucius!_ [Re-enter Lucius.] _My_] Edd. Enter Lucius. _Lucius my_ Ff.

[Exit Lucius.] Hanmer. om. Ff.

_Farewell_] _now farewel_ Hanmer. _Fare you well_ or _Fare ye well_ S. Walker conj.

[3488] _come_] _came_ Rowe (ed. 1).

[3489] Cas. _Good ... brother_] Omitted by Pope.

[3490] [Exeunt ...] Exeunt Cas. Tit. Mes. Capell. Exeunt. Ff.

Re-enter ...] Capell. Enter ... Ff (after _Brutus_, line 239). Re-enter Hanmer (after _Brutus_, line 239).

[3491] _not_] F1. _art_ F2. om. F3 F4.

[3492] _Claudius_] Rowe. _Claudio_ Ff.

[3493] _Varro_] Rowe. _Varrus_ Ff. _Varus_ S. Walker conj. (withdrawn).

[3494] Enter ...] Rowe. Enter Varrus and Claudio. Ff.

[3495] SCENE VI. Pope.

_Calls_] _Did you call_, Seymour conj.

[3496] _So ... pleasure_] One line in Rowe. Two in Ff.

[3497] [Var. and Clau ...] Servants retire, and sleep. Capell. Serv. lie down. Malone. om. Ff.

[3498] _heavy ... two_] F1. _instrument a straine or two. And touch thy heavy eyes a-while_ F2 F3 F4.

[3499] _two?_] Rowe. _two._ Ff.

[3500] _Ay_,] _Ay, good_ Seymour conj.

[3501] S. Walker would arrange thus: _It ... much, But ... sir._

[3502] _duty, sir_] _duty to my still kind lord_ Seymour conj.

[3503] [... song.] Ff.... song: toward the End, Lucius falls asleep. Capell.

[3504] _slumber_] F3 F4. _slumbler_ F1 F2.

[3505] _Lay'st_ Rowe. _Layest_ Ff.

[3506] [lays the Instrument by, and sits down. Capell.

[3507] _Let me see, let me see_] _But let me see_ Pope.

_see_;] F1. _see?_ F2 F3 F4.

[3508] [Sits down.] He sits down to read. Rowe. om. Ff.

[3509] SCENE VII. Pope.

[3510] _stare_] _start_ or _stand_ Anon. conj.

[3511] _Brutus._] F3 F4. _Brutus?_ F1. _Brutuss_ F2.

[3512] _Well_] As in Ff. om. Pope. Put in a separate line by Steevens (1793).

[3513] [Exit Ghost.] Rowe (after line 288). om. Ff. vanishes. Capell (after line 288).

[3514] _vanishest. Ill spirit_,] _vanishest, Ill spirit_; Rowe.

[3515] _still is_] _is still_ F4.

[3516] [waking. Capell.

[3517] _Didst ... out?_] As in Pope. Prose in Ff.

_Lucius_] _Lucus_ F1.

[3518] _Sleep ... Fellow_] As in Capell. One line in Ff.

[3519] [To Var.] Edd. (Globe ed.). om. Ff.

_Fellow thou_,] _fellow! Varro!_ Theobald (Warburton).

[3520] Var. Clau.] Capell. Both. Ff.