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| to take thinges at the worst. Brutus in contrary manner | MARCUS |
| aunswered, that he shoulde remember the Ides of Marche, | BRUTUS |
| at which tyme they slue Iulius Caesar: who nether pilled | Iulius Caesar |
| nor polled the contrye, but onely was a favorer and suborner | slayne at |
| of all them that did robbe and spoyle, by his countenaunce | the Ides of |
| and authoritie. And if there were any occasion whereby | March. |
| they might honestly sette aside justice and equitie: they | |
| should have had more reason to have suffered Caesars friendes, | |
| to have robbed and done what wronge and injurie they had | |
| would, then to beare with their owne men. For then sayde | The wonder- |
| he, they could but have sayde they had bene cowards: and | full constancy |
| nowe they may accuse us of injustice, beside the paynes we | of Brutus, in |
| take, and the daunger we put our selves into. And thus | matters of |
| may we see what Brutus intent and purpose was. But | justice and |
| as they both prepared to passe over againe, out of Asia | equity. |
| into Europe: there went a rumor that there appeared a | |
| wonderfull signe unto him. Brutus was a carefull man, and | Brutus care |
| slept very litle, both for that his dyet was moderate, as also | and watch- |
| bicause he was continually occupied. He never slept in the | ing. |
| day tyme, and in the night no lenger, then the tyme he was | |
| driven to be alone, and when every bodye els tooke their | |
| rest. But nowe whilest he was in warre, and his heade ever | |
| busily occupied to thinke of his affayres, and what would | |
| happen: after he had slumbered a litle after supper, he spent | |
| all the rest of the night in dispatching of his waightiest | |
| causes, and after he had taken order for them, if he had | |
| any leysure left him, he would read some booke till the | |
| third watche of the night, at what tyme the Captaines, pety | |
| Captaines and Colonells, did use to come unto him. So, | |
| being ready to goe into Europe, one night very late (when | A spirit |
| all the campe tooke quiet rest) as he was in his tent with | appeared |
| a litle light, thinking of waighty matters: he thought he | unto Brutus |
| heard one come in to him, and casting his eye towards | in the citie |
| the doore of his tent, that he saw a wonderfull straunge and | of Sardis. |
| monstruous shape of a body comming towards him, and | |
| sayd never a word. So Brutus boldly asked what he was, a | |
| god, or a man, and what cause brought him thither. The | |
| spirit aunswered him, I am thy evill spirit, Brutus: and | |
| thou shalt see me by the citie of Philippes. Brutus beeing | |
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