Brenden

Should chance— || There is no harm intended to your person, Nor to no Roman else. So tell them, Publius. (100) || Rushing on us should do your age some mischief. || But we the doers. || Men, wives, and children stare, cry out, and run As it were doomsday. || That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time (110) And drawing days out that men stand [|upon.] || Cuts off so many years of fearing death. || So are we Caesar's friends that have abridged (115) His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop, And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords; Then walk we forth, even to the market-place, And waving our red weapons o'er our heads, (120) Let's all cry, “Peace, freedom, and liberty!” || Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown! || That now on @Pompey's [|basis] lies along No worthier than the dust! || So often shall the [|knot] of us be call'd The men that gave their country liberty. (130) ||
 * ** BRUTUS: ** Where's Publius? ||
 * ** CINNA: ** Here, quite [|confounded] with this mutiny. (95)  ||
 * ** METELLUS: ** Stand fast together, lest some friend of Caesar's
 * ** BRUTUS: ** Talk not of standing. Publius, good cheer,
 * ** CASSIUS: ** And leave us, Publius, lest that the people
 * ** BRUTUS: ** Do so, and let no man [|abide] this deed
 * < // [Re-]enter Trebonius.] // ||
 * ** CASSIUS: ** Where is Antony? (105)  ||
 * ** TREBONIUS: ** Fled to his house amazed.
 * ** BRUTUS: ** Fates, we will know your pleasures.
 * ** CASSIUS: ** Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life
 * ** BRUTUS: ** Grant that, and then is death a benefit;
 * ** CASSIUS: ** Stoop then, and wash. How many ages hence
 * ** BRUTUS: ** How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport, (125)
 * ** CASSIUS: ** So oft as that shall be,
 * ** DECIUS: ** What, shall we forth? ||