Enter Antony.[3632]
Brutus is ta'en, Brutus is ta'en, my lord.
Ant. Where is he?[3633]
Lucil. Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough: 20
I dare assure thee that no enemy
Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus:
The gods defend him from so great a shame!
When you do find him, or alive or dead,[3634]
He will be found like Brutus, like himself. 25
Ant. This is not Brutus, friend, but, I assure you,[3635]
A prize no less in worth: keep this man safe,
Give him all kindness: I had rather have
Such men my friends than enemies. Go on,
And see whether Brutus be alive or dead,[3636] 30
And bring us word unto Octavius' tent[3637]
How every thing is chanced. [Exeunt.
Scene V. Another part of the field.[3638]
Enter Brutus, Dardanius, Clitus, Strato, and Volumnius.
Bru. Come, poor remains of friends, rest on this rock.
Cli. Statilius show'd the torch-light, but, my lord,
He came not back: he is or ta'en or slain.
Bru. Sit thee down, Clitus: slaying is the word;
It is a deed in fashion. Hark thee, Clitus. [Whispering.[3639]5