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The Tragedy of

Cas. I think we are too bold upon your rest:
Good morrow, Brutus; do we trouble you?

Bru. I have been up this hour, awake all night.88
Know I these men that come along with you?

Cas. Yes, every man of them; and no man here
But honours you; and every one doth wish
You had but that opinion of yourself92
Which every noble Roman bears of you.
This is Trebonius.

Bru. He is welcome hither.

Cas. This, Decius Brutus.

Bru. He is welcome too.

Cas. This, Casca; this, Cinna;96
And this, Metellus Cimber.

Bru. They are all welcome.
What watchful cares do interpose themselves
Betwixt your eyes and night?

Cas. Shall I entreat a word?100

[Brutus and Cassius] whisper.

Dec. Here lies the east: doth not the day break here?

Casca. No.

Cin. O pardon, sir, it doth; and yon grey lines
That fret the clouds are messengers of day.104

Casca. You shall confess that you are both deceiv'd.
Here, as I point my sword, the sun arises;
Which is a great way growing on the south,
Weighing the youthful season of the year.108
Some two months hence up higher toward the north
He first presents his fire; and the high east
Stands, as the Capitol, directly here.

86 bold: i.e., in intruding
90 and no: and there is no
104 fret: chequer
106 as: where
107 growing on: tending toward
108 Weighing: on account of