Messala. Is not that he?
Titinius.
No, this was he, Messala,
60But Cassius is no more. O setting sun,
As in thy red rays thou dost sink to night,[72]
So in his red blood Cassius' day is set;[73][74]
The sun[75] of Rome is set! Our day is gone;
Clouds, dews, and dangers come; our deeds are done!
65Mistrust of my success hath done this deed.