Bru. Thou hast describ'd A hot friend cooling: Ever note, Lucilius, There are no tricks in plain and simple faith: Luci. They mean this night in Sardis to be quar ter'd; The greater part, the horse in general, Are come with Cassius. Bru. [March within. Hark, he is arriv'd: March gently on to meet him. Enter Cassius and Soldiers. Cas. Stand, ho! Bru. Stand, ho! Speak the word along, Within. Stand. Within. Stand. Within. Stand. Cas. Most noble brother, you have done me wrong. Bru. Judge me, you gods! Wrong I mine ene mies? And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother? Bru. Cassius, be content, Speak your griefs softly,-I do know you well: C Before the eyes of both our armies here, Cas. Pindarus, Bid our commanders lead their charges off Bru. Lucilius, do the like; and let no man Come to our tent, till we have done our conference. Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door. [Exeunt. SCENE III. WITHIN THE TENT OF BRUTUS. Lucius and Titinius at some distance from it. Enter Brutus and Cassius. Cas. That you have wrong'd me, doth appear in this: You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella, Bru. You wrong'd yourself, to write in such a case. Cas. In such a time as this, it is not meet That every nice offence should bear his comment. Bru. Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm; To sell and mart your offices for gold, Cas. I an itching palm? You know, that you are Brutus that speak this, tion, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. Bru. Remember March, the ides of March remember! Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake? Than such a Roman. Cas, Brutus, bay not me, I'll not endure it: you forget yourself, Older in practice, abler than yourself Bru. Cas. I am. Go to; you're not, Cassius. Bru. I say, you are not. Cas. Urge me no more, I shall forget myself; Have mind upon your health, tempt me no further. 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? Cas. O ye gods! ye gods! Must I endure all this? Bru. All this? ay, more: Fret, till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how cholerick you are, Cas. my laughter, Is it come to this? 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. Cas. You wrong me every way, you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say, better? Bru. If you did, I care not. Cas. When Cæsar liv'd, he durst not thus have mov'd me. Bru. Peace, peace; you durst not so have tempted him. Cas. I durst not? Bru. No. I Cas. What? durst not tempt him? Bru. For your life you durst not. Cas. Do not presume too much upon my love, may do that I shall be sorry for. Bru. You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For certain sums of gold, which you deny'd me;- 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 Το you for gold to pay my legions, Which you deny'd me: Was that done like Cassius? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, Cas. Bru. You did. Cas. I deny'd you not. I did not:-he was but a fool, That brought my answer back.-Brutus hath riv'd my heart: A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, |