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Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Cassius |
2136 |
And come yourselves, and bring Messala with you
Immediately to us.
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2 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2165 |
Come in, Tintinius!
[Exit LUCIUS]
[Re-enter Tintinius, with MESSALA]
Welcome, good Messala.
Now sit we close about this taper here,
And call in question our necessities.
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3 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2172 |
No more, I pray you.
Messala, I have here received letters,
That young Octavius and Mark Antony
Come down upon us with a mighty power,
Bending their expedition toward Philippi.
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4 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2189 |
No, Messala.
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5 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2191 |
Nothing, Messala.
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6 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2198 |
Why, farewell, Portia. We must die, Messala:
With meditating that she must die once,
I have the patience to endure it now.
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7 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Brutus |
2244 |
Lucius!
[Enter LUCIUS]
My gown.
[Exit LUCIUS]
Farewell, good Messala:
Good night, Tintinius. Noble, noble Cassius,
Good night, and good repose.
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8 |
Julius Caesar
[IV, 3] |
Tintinius |
2258 |
[with MESSALA] Good night, Lord Brutus.
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9 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 1] |
Octavius |
2366 |
I do not cross you; but I will do so.
[March]
[Drum. Enter BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and their Army;
LUCILIUS, Tintinius, MESSALA, and others]
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10 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 1] |
Cassius |
2425 |
Messala!
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11 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 1] |
Cassius |
2427 |
Messala,
This is my birth-day; as this very day
Was Cassius born. Give me thy hand, Messala:
Be thou my witness that against my will,
As Pompey was, am I compell'd to set
Upon one battle all our liberties.
You know that I held Epicurus strong
And his opinion: now I change my mind,
And partly credit things that do presage.
Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign
Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd,
Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands;
Who to Philippi here consorted us:
This morning are they fled away and gone;
And in their steads do ravens, crows and kites,
Fly o'er our heads and downward look on us,
As we were sickly prey: their shadows seem
A canopy most fatal, under which
Our army lies, ready to give up the ghost.
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12 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 2] |
(stage directions) |
2487 |
Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA
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13 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 2] |
Brutus |
2488 |
Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills
Unto the legions on the other side.
[Loud alarum]
Let them set on at once; for I perceive
But cold demeanor in Octavius' wing,
And sudden push gives them the overthrow.
Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down.
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14 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 3] |
(stage directions) |
2558 |
Re-enter Tintinius with MESSALA
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15 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 3] |
Tintinius |
2569 |
No, this was he, Messala,
But Cassius is no more. O setting sun,
As in thy red rays thou dost sink to-night,
So in his red blood Cassius' day is set;
The sun of Rome is set! Our day is gone;
Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!
Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.
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16 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 3] |
Tintinius |
2589 |
Hie you, Messala,
And I will seek for Pindarus the while.
[Exit MESSALA]
Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius?
Did I not meet thy friends? and did not they
Put on my brows this wreath of victory,
And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their shouts?
Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing!
But, hold thee, take this garland on thy brow;
Thy Brutus bid me give it thee, and I
Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace,
And see how I regarded Caius Cassius.
By your leave, gods:—this is a Roman's part
Come, Cassius' sword, and find Tintinius' heart.
[Kills himself]
[Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO,
STRATO, VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS]
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17 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 3] |
Brutus |
2606 |
Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?
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18 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 5] |
Brutus |
2731 |
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]
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19 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 5] |
Strato |
2740 |
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 honour by his death.
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20 |
Julius Caesar
[V, 5] |
Strato |
2748 |
Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.
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