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_AEneas_ when from _Troyan_ fire, He bare his Father, and did so restore: The greatest gift hee had receiued before. _Exit._ _Cat. Seni._ Now haue I freed mee of that hurtfull Loue, Which interrupted my resolued will, 1130 Which all the world can neuer stay nor change: _Caesar_ whose rule commands both Sea and Land, Is not of powre to hinder this weake hand, And time succeeding shall behold that I Although not liue, yet died courragiously, _stab himselfe._ _Enter Cato Iunior._ _Ca. Iuni._ O hast thou thus to thine owne harme deceiu'd me Well I perceiue thy Noble dauntles heart: Because it would not beare the Conquerors insolence, Vsed on it selfe this cruell violence, 1140 I know not whether I should more lament, That by thine owne hand thou thus slaughtred art, Or Ioy that thou so nobly didst depart. _Exit._ _FINIS._ ACTVS 2. {SN _Chor. III_} _Enter Discord._ _Dis._ Now _Caesar_ rides triumphantly through _Rome_, And deckes the Capitoll with _Pompeys_ spoyle: Ambition now doth vertues seat vsurp, Then thou Reuengfull great _Adastria_ Queene. Awake with horror of thy dubbing Drumm, 1150 And call the snaky furies from below, To dash the Ioy of their triumphing pride, _Erinnis_ kindle now thy _Stigian_ brands, In discontented _Brutus_ boyling brest, Let _Caesar_ die a bleeding sacrifice, Vnto the Soule of thy dead Country _Rome_. Why sleepest thou _Cassius_? wake thee from thy dreame: And yet thou naught dost dreame but blood and death. For dreadfull visions do afright thy sleepe. And howling Ghosts with gastly horrors cry, 1160 By _Cassius_ hand must wicked _Caesar_ die, Now _Rome_ cast of thy gaudy paintcd robes And cloth thy selfe in sable colored weedes, Change thy vaine triumphs into funerall pomps, And _Caesar_ cast thy Laurell crowne apart, And bind thy temples with sad _Cypres_ tree. Of warrs thus peace insues, of peace more harmes, Then erst was wrought by tragick wars alarmes, _Exit._ ACT. 3. SCE. I. {SN _Act III sc. i_} _Enter Cassius._ _Cas._ Harke how _Caesarians_ with resounding shoutes, 1171 Tell heauens of their pompes and victories, _Caesar_
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