Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare






Act 5 - Scene 3



Another part of the field.



Cassius : O, look, Tintinius, look, the villains fly! [p]Myself have to mine own
turn'd enemy: [p]This ensign here of mine was turning back; [p]I slew
the coward, and did take it from him.

Tintinius : O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early; [p]Who, having some
advantage on Octavius, [p]Took it too eagerly: his soldiers fell to
spoil, [p]Whilst we by Antony are all enclosed.

Pindarus : Fly further off, my lord, fly further off; [p]Mark Antony is in your
tents, my lord [p]Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off.

Cassius : This hill is far enough. Look, look, Tintinius; [p]Are those my tents
where I perceive the fire?

Tintinius : They are, my lord.

Cassius : Tintinius, if thou lovest me, [p]Mount thou my horse, and hide thy
spurs in him, [p]Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops, [p]And
here again; that I may rest assured [p]Whether yond troops are friend
or enemy.

Tintinius : I will be here again, even with a thought.

Cassius : Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill; [p]My sight was ever thick;
regard Tintinius, [p]And tell me what thou notest about the
field. [p][PINDARUS ascends the hill] [p]This day I breathed first:
time is come round, [p]And where I did begin, there shall I end; [p]My
life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?

Pindarus : [Above O my lord!

Cassius : What news?

Pindarus : [Above Tintinius is enclosed round about [p]With horsemen, that make
to him on the spur; [p]Yet he spurs on. Now they are almost on
him. [p]Now, Tintinius! Now some light. O, he lights too. [p]He's
ta'en. [p][Shout] [p]And, hark! they shout for joy.

Cassius : Come down, behold no more. [p]O, coward that I am, to live so
long, [p]To see my best friend ta'en before my face! [p][PINDARUS
descends] [p]Come hither, sirrah: [p]In Parthia did I take thee
prisoner; [p]And then I swore thee, saving of thy life, [p]That
whatsoever I did bid thee do, [p]Thou shouldst attempt it. Come now,
keep thine oath; [p]Now be a freeman: and with this good
sword, [p]That ran through Caesar's bowels, search this
bosom. [p]Stand not to answer: here, take thou the hilts; [p]And, when
my face is cover'd, as 'tis now, [p]Guide thou the sword. [p][PINDARUS
stabs him] [p]Caesar, thou art revenged, [p]Even with the sword that
kill'd thee.

Pindarus : So, I am free; yet would not so have been, [p]Durst I have done my
will. O Cassius, [p]Far from this country Pindarus shall run, [p]Where
never Roman shall take note of him.

Messala : It is but change, Tintinius; for Octavius [p]Is overthrown by noble
Brutus' power, [p]As Cassius' legions are by Antony.

Tintinius : These tidings will well comfort Cassius.

Messala : Where did you leave him?

Tintinius : All disconsolate, [p]With Pindarus his bondman, on this hill.

Messala : Is not that he that lies upon the ground?

Tintinius : He lies not like the living. O my heart!

Messala : Is not that he?

Tintinius : No, this was he, Messala, [p]But Cassius is no more. O setting
sun, [p]As in thy red rays thou dost sink to-night, [p]So in his red
blood Cassius' day is set; [p]The sun of Rome is set! Our day is
gone; [p]Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are
done! [p]Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.

Messala : Mistrust of good success hath done this deed. [p]O hateful error,
melancholy's child, [p]Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of
men [p]The things that are not? O error, soon conceived, [p]Thou never
comest unto a happy birth, [p]But kill'st the mother that engender'd
thee!

Tintinius : What, Pindarus! where art thou, Pindarus?

Messala : Seek him, Tintinius, whilst I go to meet [p]The noble Brutus,
thrusting this report [p]Into his ears; I may say, thrusting
it; [p]For piercing steel and darts envenomed [p]Shall be as welcome
to the ears of Brutus [p]As tidings of this sight.

Tintinius : Hie you, Messala, [p]And I will seek for Pindarus the while. [p][Exit
MESSALA] [p]Why didst thou send me forth, brave Cassius? [p]Did I not
meet thy friends? and did not they [p]Put on my brows this wreath of
victory, [p]And bid me give it thee? Didst thou not hear their
shouts? [p]Alas, thou hast misconstrued every thing! [p]But, hold
thee, take this garland on thy brow; [p]Thy Brutus bid me give it
thee, and I [p]Will do his bidding. Brutus, come apace, [p]And see how
I regarded Caius Cassius. [p]By your leave, gods:--this is a Roman's
part [p]Come, Cassius' sword, and find Tintinius' heart. [p][Kills
himself] [p][Alarum. Re-enter MESSALA, with BRUTUS, CATO,] [p]STRATO,
VOLUMNIUS, and LUCILIUS

Brutus : Where, where, Messala, doth his body lie?

Messala : Lo, yonder, and Tintinius mourning it.

Brutus : Tintinius' face is upward.

Young Cato : He is slain.

Brutus : O Julius Caesar, thou art mighty yet! [p]Thy spirit walks abroad and
turns our swords [p]In our own proper entrails.

Young Cato : Brave Tintinius! [p]Look, whether he have not crown'd dead Cassius!

Brutus : Are yet two Romans living such as these? [p]The last of all the
Romans, fare thee well! [p]It is impossible that ever Rome [p]Should
breed thy fellow. Friends, I owe more tears [p]To this dead man than
you shall see me pay. [p]I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find
time. [p]Come, therefore, and to Thasos send his body: [p]His funerals
shall not be in our camp, [p]Lest it discomfort us. Lucilius,
come; [p]And come, young Cato; let us to the field. [p]Labeo and
Flavius, set our battles on: [p]'Tis three o'clock; and, Romans, yet
ere night [p]We shall try fortune in a second fight.



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