Enter Soldiers, and fight.
[Bru.] And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I;
Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus!
Lucil. O young and noble Cato, art thou down?9
Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius,
And may'st be honour'd being Cato's son.
First Sold. Yield, or thou diest.
Lucil. Only I yield to die:12
There is so much, that thou wilt kill me straight:
Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his death.
First Sold. We must not. A noble prisoner!
Sec. Sold. Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta'en.16
First Sold. I'll tell the news: here comes the general.
Enter Antony.
Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord.
Ant. Where is he?
Lucil. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough:20
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,24
He will be found like Brutus, like himself.
Ant. 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 have28
Such men my friends than enemies. Go on,
And see whether Brutus be alive or dead;
And bring us word, unto Octavius' tent,
How everything is chanc'd.Exeunt.
7 [Bru.]; cf. n.
12 Only . . . die: I yield only in order that I may die
13, 14 Cf. n.
