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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. 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 yourself 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; 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?

[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.

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. 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 