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The Tragedy of

Cas. Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs;40
And when you do them—

Bru. Cassius, be content;
Speak your griefs softly: I do know you well.
Before the eyes of both our armies here,
Which should perceive nothing but love from us,44
Let us not wrangle: bid them move away;
Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
And I will give you audience.

Cas. Pindarus,
Bid our commanders lead their charges off48
A little from this ground.

Bru. Lucilius, do you the like; and let no man
Come to our tent till we have done our conference.
Let Lucius and Titinius guard our door.52

Exeunt.

Scene Three

[Within the Tent of Brutus]

[Enter] Brutus and Cassius.

Cas. That you have wrong'd me doth appear in this:
You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella
For taking bribes here of the Sardians;
Wherein my letters, praying on his side,4
Because I knew the man, were slighted off.

Bru. You wrong'd yourself to write in such a case.

Cas. In such a time as this it is not meet

40 sober form: calm behavior
42 softly: gently
46 enlarge: set forth fully

Scene Three S. d.; cf. n.
2 noted: stigmatized
4 praying . . . side: interceding for him
5 slighted off: tossed slightingly aside