{"id":11854,"date":"2017-09-04T22:11:17","date_gmt":"2017-09-04T22:11:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.myedme.com\/login\/?p=11854"},"modified":"2017-09-04T22:11:17","modified_gmt":"2017-09-04T22:11:17","slug":"Shakespeare3Etext2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/Shakespeare3Etext2\/","title":{"rendered":"Act 5, page 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

Table of Contents<\/a><\/p>\n

ACT V SCENE III<\/b> Setting: Another part of the field.<\/p>\n

Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS.<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nO, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMyself have to mine own turn'd enemy:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis ensign here of mine was turning back;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI slew the coward, and did take it from him.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nO Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early;<\/td>\n5<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWho, having some advantage on Octavius,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTook it too eagerly: his soldiers fell to spoil,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhilst we by Antony are all enclosed.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nEnter PINDARUS.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
PINDARUS<\/td>\nFly further off, my lord, fly further off;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMark Antony is in your tents, my lord<\/td>\n10<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nThis hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAre those my tents where I perceive the fire?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nThey are, my lord.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nTitinius, if thou lovest me,<\/td>\n15<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTill he have brought thee up to yonder troops,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd here again; that I may rest assured<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhether yond troops are friend or enemy.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nI will be here again, even with a thought.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nExit<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nGo, Pindarus, get higher on that hill;<\/td>\n20<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy sight was ever thick; regard Titinius,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd tell me what thou notest about the field.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nPINDARUS ascends the hill.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThis day I breathed first: time is come round,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd where I did begin, there shall I end;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMy life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?<\/td>\n25<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
PINDARUS<\/td>\nAbove<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nWhat news?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
PINDARUS<\/td>\nAbove<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith horsemen, that make to him on the spur;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nYet he spurs on. Now they are almost on him.<\/td>\n30<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNow, Titinius! Now some light. O, he lights too.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHe's ta'en.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nShout<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd, hark! they shout for joy.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CASSIUS<\/td>\nCome down, behold no more.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nO, coward that I am, to live so long,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo see my best friend ta'en before my face!<\/td>\n35<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nPINDARUS descends.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nCome hither, sirrah:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn Parthia did I take thee prisoner;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd then I swore thee, saving of thy life,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat whatsoever I did bid thee do,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThou shouldst attempt it. Come now, keep thine oath;<\/td>\n40<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNow be a freeman: and with this good sword,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThat ran through Caesar's bowels, search this bosom.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nStand not to answer: here, take thou the hilts;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd, when my face is cover'd, as 'tis now,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nGuide thou the sword.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nPINDARUS stabs him.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nCaesar, thou art revenged,<\/td>\n45<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nEven with the sword that kill'd thee.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDies<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
PINDARUS<\/td>\nSo, I am free; yet would not so have been,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDurst I have done my will. O Cassius,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFar from this country Pindarus shall run,<\/td>\n49<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhere never Roman shall take note of him.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nExit<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nRe–enter TITINIUS with MESSALA.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nIt is but change, Titinius; for Octavius<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIs overthrown by noble Brutus' power,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs Cassius' legions are by Antony.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nThese tidings will well comfort Cassius.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nWhere did you leave him?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nAll disconsolate,<\/td>\n55<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWith Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nIs not that he that lies upon the ground?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nHe lies not like the living. O my heart!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nIs not that he?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nNo, this was he, Messala,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut Cassius is no more. O setting sun,<\/td>\n60<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs in thy red rays thou dost sink to–night,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nSo in his red blood Cassius' day is set;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nClouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nMistrust of my success hath done this deed.<\/td>\n65<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nMistrust of good success hath done this deed.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nO hateful error, melancholy's child,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhy dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe things that are not? O error, soon conceived,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThou never comest unto a happy birth,<\/td>\n70<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut kill'st the mother that engender'd thee!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nWhat, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nSeek him, Titinius, whilst I go to meet<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe noble Brutus, thrusting this report<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nInto his ears; I may say, thrusting it;<\/td>\n75<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nFor piercing steel and darts envenomed<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nShall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAs tidings of this sight.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
TITINIUS<\/td>\nHie you, Messala,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd I will seek for Pindarus the while.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nExit MESSALA.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWhy didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?<\/td>\n80<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nDid I not meet thy friends? and did not they<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nPut on my brows this wreath of victory,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAlas, thou hast misconstrued every thing!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBut, hold thee, take this garland on thy brow;<\/td>\n85<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWill do his bidding. Brutus, come apace,<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd see how I regarded Caius Cassius.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nBy your leave, gods:––this is a Roman's part<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nCome, Cassius' sword, and find Titinius' heart.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nKills himself.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

Alarum. Re–enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO, STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS.<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
BRUTUS<\/td>\nWhere, where, Messala, doth his body lie?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
MESSALA<\/td>\nLo, yonder, and Titinius mourning it.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BRUTUS<\/td>\nTitinius' face is upward.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CATO<\/td>\nHe is slain.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BRUTUS<\/td>\nO Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThy spirit walks abroad and turns our swords<\/td>\n95<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIn our own proper entrails.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nLow alarums.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
CATO<\/td>\nBrave Titinius!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLook, whether he have not crown'd dead Cassius!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
BRUTUS<\/td>\nAre yet two Romans living such as these?<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nThe last of all the Romans, fare thee well!<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nIt is impossible that ever Rome<\/td>\n100<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nShould breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe more tears<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTo this dead man than you shall see me pay.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nI shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nCome, therefore, and to Thasos send his body:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nHis funerals shall not be in our camp,<\/td>\n105<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLest it discomfort us. Lucilius, come;<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nAnd come, young Cato; let us to the field.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nLabeo and Flavius, set our battles on:<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nTis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet ere night<\/td>\n109<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nWe shall try fortune in a second fight.<\/td>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/i><\/td>\nExeunt<\/i><\/td>\n<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

<\/h3>\n

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