Reading Help THE TRAGEDY OF JULIUS CAESAR
DARDANIUS. 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: `
` The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd 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 still. `
` 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 labor'd to attain this hour. `
` Alarum. Cry within, "Fly, fly, fly!" `
` CLITUS. Fly, my lord, fly. `
` BRUTUS. Hence! I will follow. `
` Exeunt Clitus, Dardanius, and Volumnius. `
` I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord. `
` Thou art a fellow of a good respect; `
` Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it. `
` Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, `
` While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? `
` STRATO. Give me your hand first. Fare you well, my lord. `
` BRUTUS. Farewell, good Strato. Runs on his sword. `
` Caesar, now be still; `
` I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. Dies. `
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` Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony, Messala, `
` Lucilius, and the Army. `
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` OCTAVIUS. What man is that? `
` MESSALA. My master's man. Strato, where is thy master? `
` STRATO. Free from the bondage you are in, Messala: `
` The conquerors can but make a fire of him; `
` For Brutus only overcame himself, `
` And no man else hath honor by his death. `
` LUCILIUS. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus, `
` That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. `
` OCTAVIUS. All that served Brutus, I will entertain them. `
` Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? `
` STRATO. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. `
` OCTAVIUS. Do so, good Messala. `
` MESSALA. How died my master, Strato? `
` STRATO. I held the sword, and he did run on it. `
` 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 mix'd 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. Exeunt. `
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` THE END `
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` 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: `
` The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd 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 still. `
` 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 labor'd to attain this hour. `
` Alarum. Cry within, "Fly, fly, fly!" `
` CLITUS. Fly, my lord, fly. `
` BRUTUS. Hence! I will follow. `
` Exeunt Clitus, Dardanius, and Volumnius. `
` I prithee, Strato, stay thou by thy lord. `
` Thou art a fellow of a good respect; `
` Thy life hath had some smatch of honor in it. `
` Hold then my sword, and turn away thy face, `
` While I do run upon it. Wilt thou, Strato? `
` STRATO. Give me your hand first. Fare you well, my lord. `
` BRUTUS. Farewell, good Strato. Runs on his sword. `
` Caesar, now be still; `
` I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. Dies. `
` `
` Alarum. Retreat. Enter Octavius, Antony, Messala, `
` Lucilius, and the Army. `
` `
` OCTAVIUS. What man is that? `
` MESSALA. My master's man. Strato, where is thy master? `
` STRATO. Free from the bondage you are in, Messala: `
` The conquerors can but make a fire of him; `
` For Brutus only overcame himself, `
` And no man else hath honor by his death. `
` LUCILIUS. So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus, `
` That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true. `
` OCTAVIUS. All that served Brutus, I will entertain them. `
` Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me? `
` STRATO. Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you. `
` OCTAVIUS. Do so, good Messala. `
` MESSALA. How died my master, Strato? `
` STRATO. I held the sword, and he did run on it. `
` 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 mix'd 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. Exeunt. `
` `
` `
` THE END `
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` <<THIS ELECTRONIC VERSION OF THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM `
` SHAKESPEARE IS COPYRIGHT 1990-1993 BY WORLD LIBRARY, INC., AND IS `
` PROVIDED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG ETEXT OF CARNEGIE MELLON UNIVERSITY `
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