Brutus. I would not, Cassius; yet I love him well.
But wherefore do you hold me here so long?
What is it that you would impart to me?
85If it be aught[96] toward the general good,
Set honour in one eye and death i' the other,
And I will look on both[97][98] indifferently;[99]
For let the gods so speed[100] me as I love
The name of honour more than I fear death.
90Cassius. I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus,