Give guess how near to day. Lucius, I say!
I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.
When, Lucius, when?[4] awake, I say! what,[5] Lucius!
Enter Lucius
Lucius. Call'd you, my lord?
Brutus. Get me a taper in my study, Lucius:
When it is lighted, come and call me here.
Lucius. I will, my lord.
[Exit]
10Brutus. It must be by his death:[6] and, for my part,