So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus,
That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true.

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.

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.

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.

Standing forth My lord?

Within You shall not come to them.

They mean this night in Sardis to be quarter'd;
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius.

With courtesy and with respect enough;
But not with such familiar instances,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath used of old.

He is at hand; and Pindarus is come
To do you salutation from his master.

Give the word, ho! and stand.