Act V, Scene 4 Another part of the field.

Alarum. Enter fighting, Soldiers of both armies;
then BRUTUS, CATO, LUCILIUS, and others

 

BRUTUS Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads!
CATO What bastard doth not? Who will go with me?
I will proclaim my name about the field:
I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho!
A foe to tyrants, and my country's friend;
I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho!
BRUTUS And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I;
Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus!
  [Exit]
LUCILIUS O young and noble Cato, art thou down?
Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius;
And mayst be honour'd, being Cato's son.
First Soldier Yield, or thou diest.
LUCILIUS Only I yield to die:
There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight;
  [Offering money]
  Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death.
First Soldier We must not. A noble prisoner!
Second Soldier Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en.
First Soldier I'll tell the news. Here comes the general.
  [Enter ANTONY]
  Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord.
ANTONY Where is he?
LUCILIUS Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough:
I dare assure thee that no enemy
Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus:
The gods defend him from so great a shame!
When you do find him, or alive or dead,
He will be found like Brutus, like himself.
ANTONY This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you,
A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe;
Give him all kindness: I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies. Go on,
And see whether Brutus be alive or dead;
And bring us word unto Octavius' tent
How every thing is chanced.
  [Exeunt]

 

Act V, Scene 5 Another part of the field.

Enter BRUTUS, DARDANIUS, CLITUS, STRATO, and VOLUMNIUS

 

BRUTUS Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
CLITUS Statilius show'd the torch-light, 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.
  [Whispers]
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, Dardanius.
  [Whispers]
DARDANIUS Shall I do such a deed?
CLITUS O Dardanius!
DARDANIUS O Clitus!
CLITUS What ill request did Brutus make to thee?
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 labour'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 honour 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 honour 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 to-night shall lie,
Most like a soldier, order'd honourably.
So call the field to rest; and let's away,
To part the glories of this happy day.
  [Exeunt]

 

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Full Text Act III, Scene 2 The Forum
Act I, Scene 1 Rome a street. Act III, Scene 3 A street.
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Act I, Scene 3 The same. A street. Act IV Scene 3 Brutus tent.
Act II, Scene 1 Rome Brutus' orchard. Act V, Scene 1 The plains of Philippi
Act II, Scene 2 Caesar's house. Act V, Scene 2 The same. The field of battle./ Act V, Scene 3 Another part of the field.
Act II, Scene 3 A street near the capitol/Act II, Scene 4 Another part of the same street, before the house of Brutus. Act V, Scene 4 Another part of the field./Act V, Scene 5 Another part of the field.
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