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ACT IV SCENE III Brutus's tent.
Enter BRUTUS and CASSIUS.
CASSIUS That you have wrong'd me doth appear in this:
You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella
For taking bribes here of the Sardians;
Wherein my letters, praying on his side, Because I knew the man, were slighted off. 5
BRUTUS You wronged yourself to write in such a case.
CASSIUS In such a time as this it is not meet
That every nice offence should bear his comment.
BRUTUS Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm; 10
To sell and mart your offices for gold
To undeservers.
CASSIUS I an itching palm!
You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last.
BRUTUS The name of Cassius honours this corruption,
And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. 16
CASSIUS Chastisement!
BRUTUS Remember March, the ides of March remember: Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake?
What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, 20
And not for justice? What, shall one of us
That struck the foremost man of all this world
But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes,
And sell the mighty space of our large honours 25
For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than such a Roman. CASSIUS Brutus, bay not me;
I'll not endure it: you forget yourself,
To hedge me in; I am a soldier, I, 30
Older in practise, abler than yourself
To make conditions. BRUTUS Go to; you are not, Cassius.
CASSIUS I am.
BRUTUS I say you are not.
CASSIUS Urge me no more, I shall forget myself; 35
Have mind upon your health, tempt me no further. BRUTUS Away, slight man!
CASSIUS Is't possible?
BRUTUS Hear me, for I will speak.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? 40 CASSIUS O ye gods, ye gods! must I endure all this?
BRUTUS All this! ay, more: fret till your proud heart break;
Go show your slaves how choleric you are,
And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge?
Must I observe you? must I stand and crouch 45 Under your testy humour? By the gods
You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish. CASSIUS Is it come to this? 50
BRUTUS 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. CASSIUS You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; 55
I said, an elder soldier, not a better:
Did I say 'better'?
BRUTUS If you did, I care not.
CASSIUS When Caesar lived, he durst not thus have moved me. BRUTUS Peace, peace! you durst not so have tempted him.
CASSIUS I durst not! 60
BRUTUS No.
CASSIUS What, durst not tempt him!
BRUTUS For your life you durst not! CASSIUS Do not presume too much upon my love;
I may do that I shall be sorry for. 65
BRUTUS You have done that you should be sorry for.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats,
For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind,
Which I respect not. I did send to you
For certain sums of gold, which you denied me: 70
For I can raise no money by vile means:
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 75
To you for gold to pay my legions,
Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius? Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends, 80
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts;
Dash him to pieces! CASSIUS I denied you not.
BRUTUS You did.
CASSIUS I did not: he was but a fool that brought
My answer back. Brutus hath rived my heart: 85
A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
BRUTUS I do not, till you practise them on me.
CASSIUS You love me not.
BRUTUS I do not like your faults.
CASSIUS A friendly eye could never see such faults. 90 BRUTUS A flatterer's would not, though they do appear
As huge as high Olympus.
CASSIUS Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come,
Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius,
For Cassius is aweary of the world; 95 Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother;
Cheque'd like a bondman; all his faults observed,

Set in a note-book, learn'd, and conn'd by rote,     
To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep   
My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger,    100
And here my naked breast; within, a heart    
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:  
If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth;   
I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart:    
Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for, I know,    105
When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better  
Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.  

BRUTUS Sheathe your dagger:
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;
Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour. O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb 110
That carries anger as the flint bears fire;
Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark,
And straight is cold again.
CASSIUS Hath Cassius lived To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,
When grief, and blood ill-temper'd, vexeth him?
BRUTUS When I spoke that, I was ill-temper'd too. 115 CASSIUS Do you confess so much? Give me your hand.
BRUTUS And my heart too. CASSIUS O Brutus!
BRUTUS What's the matter?
CASSIUS Have not you love enough to bear with me,
When that rash humour which my mother gave me
Makes me forgetful? BRUTUS Yes, Cassius; and, from henceforth, 120 When you are over-earnest with your Brutus,
He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so.
Poet Within Let me go in to see the generals;
There is some grudge between 'em: 'tis not meet
They be alone. LUCILIUS Within You shall not come to them. 125 Poet Within Nothing but death shall stay me.
Enter Poet, followed by LUCILIUS, TITINIUS, and LUCIUS.
CASSIUS How now! what's the matter?
Poet For shame, you generals! what do you mean?
Love, and be friends, as two such men should be;
For I have seen more years, I'm sure, than ye. 130 CASSIUS Ha, ha! how vilely doth this cynic rhyme! BRUTUS Get you hence, sirrah; saucy fellow, hence!
CASSIUS Bear with him, Brutus; 'tis his fashion.
BRUTUS I'll know his humour, when he knows his time:
What should the wars do with these jigging fools? 135 Companion, hence! CASSIUS Away, away, be gone.
Exit Poet
BRUTUS Lucilius and Titinius, bid the commanders
Prepare to lodge their companies to-night.
CASSIUS And come yourselves, and bring Messala with you
Immediately to us. Exeunt LUCILIUS and TITINIUS.
BRUTUS Lucius, a bowl of wine!
Exit LUCIUS.
CASSIUS I did not think you could have been so angry. 141 BRUTUS O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs.
CASSIUS Of your philosophy you make no use,
If you give place to accidental evils. BRUTUS No man bears sorrow better. Portia is dead.
CASSIUS Ha! Portia!
BRUTUS She is dead.
CASSIUS How 'scaped I killing when I cross'd you so?
O insupportable and touching loss! Upon what sickness?
BRUTUS Impatient of my absence, 150 And grief that young Octavius with Mark Antony
Have made themselves so strong: for with her death
That tidings came;--with this she fell distract, And, her attendants absent, swallow'd fire.
CASSIUS And died so?
BRUTUS Even so.
CASSIUS O ye immortal gods! 155 Re-enter LUCIUS, with wine and taper.
BRUTUS Speak no more of her. Give me a bowl of wine. In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius. [Drinks.]
CASSIUS My heart is thirsty for that noble pledge.
Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup;
I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love. [Drinks.] 160 BRUTUS Come in, Titinius! Exit LUCIUS.
Re-enter TITINIUS, with MESSALA
Welcome, good Messala.
Now sit we close about this taper here,
And call in question our necessities.
CASSIUS Portia, art thou gone?
BRUTUS No more, I pray you. Messala, I have here received letters, 165

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