Scene II

Camp near Sardis. Before Brutus' tent.]

Drum Enter Brutus, Lucilius, [Lucius] and the Army; Titinius and Pindarus meet them.

BRUTUS:
Stand, ho!
LUCILIUS:
Give the word, ho, and stand.
BRUTUS:
What now, Lucilius, is Cassius near?
LUCILIUS:
He is at hand, and Pindarus is come
To do you salutation from his master.(5)
BRUTUS:
He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus,
In his own change, or by ill officers,
Hath given me some worthy cause to wish
Things done undone; but if he be at hand,
I shall be satisfied.(10)
PINDARUS:
I do not doubt
But that my noble master will appear
Such as he is, full of regard and honor.
BRUTUS:
He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius,
How he received you. Let me be resolved.(15)
LUCILIUS:
With courtesy and with respect enough,
But not with such familiar instances,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath used of old.
BRUTUS:
Thou hast described(20)
A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,(25)
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle;
But when they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests and like deceitful jades
Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?
LUCILIUS:
They mean his night in Sardis to be quarter'd;(30)
The greater part, the horse in general,
Are come with Cassius.

Low march within.

BRUTUS:
Hark, he is arrived.
March gently on to meet him.

Enter Cassius and his powers.

CASSIUS:
Stand, ho!
BRUTUS:
Stand, ho! Speak the word along.(35)
FIRST SOLDIER:
Stand!
SECOND SOLDIER:
Stand!
THIRD SOLDIER:
Stand!
CASSIUS:
Most noble brother, you have done me wrong.
BRUTUS:
Judge me, you gods! Wrong I mine enemies?(40)
And, if not so, how should I wrong a brother?
CASSIUS:
Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs,
And when you do them—
BRUTUS:
Cassius, be content,
Speak your griefs softly, I do know you well.(45)
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.(50)
CASSIUS:
Pindarus,
Bid our commanders lead their charges off
A little from this ground.
BRUTUS:
Lucilius, do you the like, and let no man
Come to our tent till we have done our conference.(55)
Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door.

Exeunt [all but] Brutus and Cassius