julius caesar(裘力斯·凯撒)-第18章
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Enter Antony。
Brutus is ta'en； Brutus is ta'en； my lord。 ANTONY。 Where is he？
LUCILIUS。 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。 ANTONY。 This is not Brutus； friend； but； I
assure you； A prize no less in worth。 Keep this man safe； Give him all
kindness； I had rather have Such men my friends than enemies。 Go on；
And see wheer Brutus be alive or dead； And bring us word unto Octavius'
tent How everything is chanced。 Exeunt。
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SCENE V。 Another part of the field。
Enter Brutus； Dardanius； Clitus； Strato； and Volumnius。
BRUTUS。 Come； poor remains of friends； rest on this rock。 CLITUS。
Statilius show'd the torchlight； but； my lord； He came not back。 He is or
ta'en or slain。 BRUTUS。 Sit thee down； Clitus。 Slaying is the word： It is a
deed in fashion。 Hark thee； Clitus。 Whispers。 CLITUS。 What； I； my lord？
No； not for all the world。 BRUTUS。 Peace then； no words。 CLITUS。 I'll
rather kill myself。 BRUTUS。 Hark thee； Dardanius。 Whispers。
DARDANIUS。 Shall I do such a deed？ CLITUS。 O Dardanius！
DARDANIUS。 O Clitus！ CLITUS。 What ill request did Brutus make to
thee？ DARDANIUS。 To kill him； Clitus。 Look； he meditates。 CLITUS。
Now is that noble vessel full of grief； That it runs over even at his eyes。
BRUTUS。 Come hither； good Volumnius； list a word。 VOLUMNIUS。
What says my lord？ BRUTUS。 Why； this； Volumnius： The ghost of Caesar
hath appear'd to me Two several times by night； at Sardis once； And this
last night here in Philippi fields。 I know my hour is come。 VOLUMNIUS。
Not so； my lord。 BRUTUS。 Nay I am sure it is； Volumnius。 Thou seest the
world； Volumnius； how it goes； Our enemies have beat us to the pit； Low
alarums。 It is more worthy to leap in ourselves Than tarry till they push us。
Good Volumnius； Thou know'st that we two went to school together； Even
for that our love of old； I prithee； Hold thou my sword…hilts； whilst I run
on it。 VOLUMNIUS。 That's not an office for a friend； my lord。 Alarum
still。 CLITUS。 Fly； fly； my lord； there is no tarrying here。 BRUTUS。
Farewell to you； and you； and you； Volumnius。 Strato； thou hast been all
this while asleep； Farewell to thee too； Strato。 Countrymen； My heart doth
joy that yet in all my life I found no man but he was true to me。 I shall
have glory by this losing day； More than Octavius and Mark Antony By
this vile conquest shall attain unto。 So； fare you well at once； for Brutus'
tongue Hath almost ended his life's history。 Night hangs upon mine eyes；
my bones would rest That have but labor'd to attain this hour。 Alarum。 Cry
within； 〃Fly； fly； fly！〃 CLITUS。 Fly； my lord； fly。 BRUTUS。 Hence！ I will
follow。 Exeunt Clitus； Dardanius； and Volumnius。 I prithee； Strato； stay
thou by thy lord。 Thou art a fellow of a good respect； Thy life hath had
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some smatch of honor in it。 Hold then my sword； and turn away thy face；
While I do run upon it。 Wilt thou； Strato？ STRATO。 Give me your hand
first。 Fare you well； my lord。 BRUTUS。 Farewell； good Strato。 Runs on
his sword。 Caesar； now be still； I kill'd not thee with half so good a will。
Dies。
Alarum。 Retreat。 Enter Octavius； Antony； Messala； Lucilius； and the
Army。
OCTAVIUS。 What man is that？ MESSALA。 My master's man。 Strato；
where is thy master？ STRATO。 Free from the bondage you are in； Messala：
The conquerors can but make a fire of him； For Brutus only overcame
himself； And no man else hath honor by his death。 LUCILIUS。 So Brutus
should be found。 I thank thee； Brutus； That thou hast proved Lucilius'
saying true。 OCTAVIUS。 All that served Brutus； I will entertain them。
Fellow； wilt thou bestow thy time with me？ STRATO。 Ay； if Messala will
prefer me to you。 OCTAVIUS。 Do so； good Messala。 MESSALA。 How
died my master； Strato？ STRATO。 I held the sword； and he did run on it。
MESSALA。 Octavius； then take him to follow thee That did the latest
service to my master。 ANTONY。 This was the noblest Roman of them all。
All the conspirators； save only he； Did that they did in envy of great
Caesar； He only； in a general honest thought And common good to all；
made one of them。 His life was gentle； and the elements So mix'd in him
that Nature might stand up And say to all the world； 〃This was a man！〃
OCTAVIUS。 According to his virtue let us use him With all respect and
rites of burial。 Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie； Most like a
soldier； ordered honorably。 So call the field to rest； and let's away； To part
the glories of this happy day。 Exeunt。
THE END
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