Luc. I have slept, my lord, already.
Bru. It was well done; and thou shalt sleep again;
I will not hold thee long: if I do live,
I will be good to thee. [Music, and a song.[3503]
This is a sleepy tune. O murderous slumber,[3504] 265
Lay'st thou thy leaden mace upon my boy,[3505]
That plays thee music? Gentle knave, good night;
I will not do thee so much wrong to wake thee:
If thou dost nod, thou break'st thy instrument;
I'll take it from thee; and, good boy, good night.[3506] 270
Let me see, let me see; is not the leaf turn'd down[3507]
Where I left reading? Here it is, I think. [Sits down.[3508]
Enter the Ghost of Cæsar.[3509]
How ill this taper burns! Ha! who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes
That shapes this monstrous apparition. 275
It comes upon me. Art thou any thing?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That makest my blood cold, and my hair to stare?[3510]
Speak to me what thou art.
Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus.
Bru. Why comest thou?[3511] 280
Ghost. To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.
Bru. Well; then I shall see thee again?[3512]
Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
Bru. Why, I will see thee at Philippi then. [Exit Ghost.[3513]
Now I have taken heart thou vanishest.[3514] 285
Ill spirit, I would hold more talk with thee.[3514]
Boy, Lucius! Varro! Claudius! Sirs, awake![3492][3493]
Claudius![3492]