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Julius Caesar :   Act 5, Scene 5

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	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,	show'd the torchlight (As a signal. See Plutarch .)
	He came not back: he is or ta'en or slain.	or . . . or either . . . or | ta'en taken, captured
	BRUTUS
	Sit thee down, Clitus: slaying is the word;
5.5.5	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
5.5.10	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.	That . . . eyes (Brutus' eyes are tearing up.)
	BRUTUS
5.5.15	Come hither, good Volumnius; list a word.	list listen to
	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,	several separate
	And, this last night, here in Philippi fields:
5.5.20	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:	beat driven | pit animal trap; grave
	Low alarums.
	It is more worthy to leap in ourselves,
5.5.25	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.	hilts hilt
	VOLUMNIUS
	That's not an office for a friend, my lord.	office function
	Alarum still.	Alarum still continual trumpet-calls to battle
	CLITUS
5.5.30	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
5.5.35	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	fare you well at once without further ado
5.5.40	Hath almost ended his life's history:
	Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest,
	That have but labour'd to attain this hour.	That . . . hour that have striven only to reach this
		time (of peace)
	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:
5.5.45	Thou art a fellow of a good respect;	respect reputation
	Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it:	smatch smack, taste
	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
5.5.50	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 ANTONY, OCTAVIUS,	Retreat Trumpet signal to retreat.
	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 bondage you are in (Messala is the prisoner of
5.5.55	The conquerors can but make a fire of him;	Antony.) | make a fire of i.e., cremate
	For Brutus only overcame himself,	Brutus only overcame himself only Brutus
	And no man else hath honour by his death.	conquered Brutus
	LUCILIUS
	So Brutus should be found. I thank thee, Brutus,
	That thou hast proved Lucilius' saying true.	Lucilius' saying (See Act 5, Scene 4, lines 21-25 .)
	OCTAVIUS
5.5.60	All that served Brutus, I will entertain them.	entertain them give them employment
	Fellow, wilt thou bestow thy time with me?
	STRATO
	Ay, if Messala will prefer me to you.	prefer recommend
	OCTAVIUS
	Do so, good Messala.
	MESSALA
	How died my master, Strato?
	STRATO
5.5.65	I held the sword, and he did run on it.
	MESSALA
	Octavius, then take him to follow thee,	follow serve
	That did the latest service to my master.	latest last
	ANTONY
	This was the noblest Roman of them all:
	All the conspirators save only he
5.5.70	Did that they did in envy of great Caesar;
	He only, in a general honest thought	He . . . them only he joined the conspiracy out of
	And common good to all, made one of them.	sincere commitment to high ideals and the common
	His life was gentle, and the elements	good | gentle noble | elements substances >>>
	So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up	So mix'd i.e., perfectly balanced
5.5.75	And say to all the world "This was a man!"
	OCTAVIUS
	According to his virtue let us use him,	According to in accordance with | use treat
	With all respect and rites of burial.
	Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie,
	Most like a soldier, order'd honourably.	order'd honourably treated with due ceremony
5.5.80	So call the field to rest; and let's away,	the field i.e., the army in the field
	To part the glories of this happy day.	part share | happy fortunate
	Exeunt

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