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[Bru.] And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I; Brutus, my country's friend; know me for Brutus!

[Exit Brutus, fighting. Cato is slain.]

Lucil. O young and noble Cato, art thou down? 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: 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.

First Sold. I'll tell the news: here comes the general.

Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord.

Ant. Where is he?

Lucil. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: 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, 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 have 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.

 7 [Bru.]; cf. n. 12 Only die: I yield only in order that I may die 13, 14 Cf. n.