The Tudor Shakespeare . see thee again ? 285 Ghost. Ay, at Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. [Exit Ghost.] Now I have taken heart thou vanishest. HI spirit, I would hold more talk with thee. Boy, Lucius ! Varro ! Claudius ! Sirs, awake ! 290 Claudius !Lite. The strings, my lord, are He thinks he still is at his instrument. Lucius, awake!Luc. My lord ? 295 Bru. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so criedst £. My lord, I do not know that I did Yes, that thou didst. Didst thou see anything ? 94 ^^t tlTrageii^ of 31ttliu0 Cmnt Act iv 300 Luc. Nothing
The Tudor Shakespeare . see thee again ? 285 Ghost. Ay, at Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. [Exit Ghost.] Now I have taken heart thou vanishest. HI spirit, I would hold more talk with thee. Boy, Lucius ! Varro ! Claudius ! Sirs, awake ! 290 Claudius !Lite. The strings, my lord, are He thinks he still is at his instrument. Lucius, awake!Luc. My lord ? 295 Bru. Didst thou dream, Lucius, that thou so criedst £. My lord, I do not know that I did Yes, that thou didst. Didst thou see anything ? 94 ^^t tlTrageii^ of 31ttliu0 Cmnt Act iv 300 Luc. Nothing, my lord. Bru, Sleep again, Lucius. Sirrah Claudius ! Fellow thou, awake!Var. My lord?Clau. My lord ? Bru. Why did you so cry out, sirs, in your sleep ? 304Var. Clau. Did we, my lord ? Bru. Ay. Saw you anything ? Var. No, my lord, I saw Nor I, my lord. Bru. Go and commend me to my brother Cassius ; Bid him set on his powers betimes before. And we will , Clau. It shall be done, my lord. um ACT FIFTHScene 1 [The plains of Philippi.]Enter Octavius, Antony, and their army. Oct. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered. You said the enemy would not come down,But keep the hills and upper proves not so: their battles are at hand ;They mean to warn us at Philippi here, 3 Answering before we do demand of them. Ant. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Wherefore they do it. They could be contentTo visit other places, and come downWith fearful bravery, thinking by this face 10 To fasten in our thoughts that they have courage ;But tis not so. Enter a Messenger. Mess. Prepare you, generals. The enemy comes on in gallant show; Their bloody sign of battle is hung out. And something to be done immediately. 15 Ant. Octavius, lead your battle softly on. Upon the left hand of the even 96 ^}^t tE^rageti^ of 3iulitt0 Car^ar Act v Oct. Upon the right hand I; keep thou the WTiy do you cross me in this exigent ?Oct. I do not cross you; but I
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