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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.