1 Enter Antony and others, with Caesar's body.
2 Cassius, go you into the other street And part the numbers.
3 Enter Brutus, Cassius and their Army; Lucilius, Titinius, Messala and others.
4 No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself But by reflection, by some other thing.
5 He is then stabbed by several other Conspirators, and at last by Marcus Brutus.
6 Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side.
7 Call Claudius and some other of my men; I'll have them sleep on cushions in my tent.
8 O, name him not; let us not break with him; For he will never follow anything That other men begin.
9 Enter fighting soldiers of both armies; then Brutus, Messala, young Cato, Lucilius, Flavius and others.
10 Ay, marry, was't, and he put it by thrice, every time gentler than other; and at every putting-by mine honest neighbours shouted.
11 I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
12 They could be content To visit other places, and come down With fearful bravery, thinking by this face To fasten in our thoughts that they have courage; But 'tis not so.'
13 And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so: He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth: A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds On objects, arts, and imitations, Which, out of use and stal'd by other men, Begin his fashion.