Cas. O ye immortal gods![3462] 155
Re-enter Lucius, with wine and taper.[3463]
Bru. Speak no more of her. Give me a bowl of wine.
In this I bury all unkindness, Cassius. [Drinks.
Cas. My heart is thirsty for that noble pledge.
Fill, Lucius, till the wine o'erswell the cup;
I cannot drink too much of Brutus' love. [Drinks. [3464]160
Bru. Come in, Titinius! [Exit Lucius.[3465]
Re-enter Titinius, with Messala.
Welcome, good Messala.
Now sit we close about this taper here,
And call in question our necessities.
Cas. Portia, art thou gone?
Bru. No more, I pray you.[3466]
Messala, I have here received letters,[3467] 165
That young Octavius and Mark Antony
Come down upon us with a mighty power,
Bending their expedition toward Philippi.[3468]
Mes. Myself have letters of the selfsame tenour.[3469]