CASSIUS.That you have wrong'd me doth appear in this:You have condemn'd and noted Lucius Pella For taking bribes here of the Sardians,Wherein my letters,praying on his side,Because I knew the man,were slighted off.BRUTUS.You wrong'd yourself to write in such a case.CASSIUS.In such a time as this it is not meet That every nice offense should bear his comment.BRUTUS.Let me tell you,Cassius,you yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm,To sell and mart your offices for gold To undeservers.CASSIUS.I an itching palm?You know that you are Brutus that speaks this,Or,by the gods,this speech were else your last.BRUTUS.The name of Cassius honors this corruption,And chastisement doth therefore hide his head.CASSIUS.Chastisement?BRUTUS.Remember March,the ides of March remember.Did not great Julius bleed for justice'sake?What villain touch'd his body,that did stab,And not for justice?What,shall one of us,That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers,shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus?I had rather be a dog,and bay the moon,Than such a Roman.CASSIUS.Brutus,bait not me,I'll not endure it.You forget yourself To hedge me in.I am a soldier,I,Older in practice,abler than yourself To make conditions.BRUTUS.Go to,you are not,Cassius.CASSIUS.I am.BRUTUS.I say you are not.CASSIUS.Urge me no more,I shall forget myself;Have mind upon your health,tempt me no farther.BRUTUS.Away,slight man!CASSIUS.Is't possible?BRUTUS.Hear me,for I will speak.Must I give way and room to your rash choler?Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?CASSIUS.O gods,ye gods!Must I endure all this?BRUTUS.All this?Ay,more.Fret till your proud heart break.Go show your slaves how choleric you are,And make your bondmen tremble.Must I bouge?Must I observe you?Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor?By the gods,You shall digest the venom of your spleen,Though it do split you,for,from this day forth,I'll use you for my mirth,yea,for my laughter,When you are waspish.
CASSIUS.Is it come to this?BRUTUS.You say you are a better soldier:Let it appear so,make your vaunting true,And it shall please me well.For mine own part,I shall be glad to learn of noble men.CASSIUS.You wrong me every way,you wrong me,Brutus.I said,an elder soldier,not a better.Did I say "better"?BRUTUS.If you did,I care not.CASSIUS.When Caesar lived,he durst not thus have moved me.BRUTUS.Peace,peace!You durst not so have tempted him.CASSIUS.I durst not?BRUTUS.No.CASSIUS.What,durst not tempt him?BRUTUS.For your life you durst not.CASSIUS.Do not presume too much upon my love;I may do that I shall be sorry for.BRUTUS.You have done that you should be sorry for.There is no terror,Cassius,in your threats,For I am arm'd so strong in honesty,That they pass by me as the idle wind Which I respect not.I did send to you For certain sums of gold,which you denied me,For I can raise no money by vile means.By heaven,I had rather coin my heart And drop my blood for drachmas than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection.I did send To you for gold to pay my legions,Which you denied me.Was that done like Cassius?Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous To lock such rascal counters from his friends,Be ready,gods,with all your thunderbolts,Dash him to pieces!CASSIUS.I denied you not.BRUTUS.You did.
CASSIUS.I did not.He was but a fool That brought my answer back.Brutus hath rived my heart.A friend should bear his friend's infirmities,But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.BRUTUS.I do not,till you practise them on me.CASSIUS.You love me not.BRUTUS.I do not like your faults.CASSIUS.A friendly eye could never see such faults.BRUTUS.A flatterer's would not,though they do appear As huge as high Olympus.CASSIUS.Come,Antony,and young Octavius,come,Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius,For Cassius is aweary of the world:Hated by one he loves;braved by his brother;Check'd like a bondman;all his faults observed,Set in a notebook,learn'd and conn'd by rote,To cast into my teeth.O,I could weep My spirit from mine eyes!There is my dagger,And here my naked breast;within,a heart Dearer than Pluto's mine,richer than gold.If that thou best a Roman,take it forth;I,that denied thee gold,will give my heart.Strike,as thou didst at Caesar,for I know,When thou didst hate him worst,thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.BRUTUS.Sheathe your dagger.Be angry when you will,it shall have scope;Do what you will,dishonor shall be humor.O Cassius,you are yoked with a lamb,That carries anger as the flint bears fire,Who,much enforced,shows a hasty spark And straight is cold again.CASSIUS.Hath Cassius lived To be but mirth and laughter to his Brutus,When grief and blood ill-temper'd vexeth him?BRUTUS.When I spoke that,I was ill-temper'd too.CASSIUS.Do you confess so much?Give me your hand.BRUTUS.And my heart too.CASSIUS.O Brutus!BRUTUS.What's the matter?CASSIUS.Have not you love enough to bear with me When that rash humor which my mother gave me Makes me forgetful?BRUTUS.Yes,Cassius,and from henceforth,When you are overearnest with your Brutus,He'll think your mother chides,and leave you so.POET.[Within.]Let me go in to see the generals.There is some grudge between 'em,'tis not meet They be alone.LUCILIUS.[Within.]You shall not come to them.POET.[Within.]Nothing but death shall stay me.
Enter Poet,followed by Lucilius,Titinius,and Lucius.
