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Army。
OCTAVIUS。 What man is that？ MESSALA。 My master's man。 Strato；
where is thy master？ STRATO。 Free from the bondage you are in； Messala：
The conquerors can but make a fire of him； For Brutus only overcame
himself； And no man else hath honor by his death。 LUCILIUS。 So Brutus
should be found。 I thank thee； Brutus； That thou hast proved Lucilius'
saying true。 OCTAVIUS。 All that served Brutus； I will entertain them。
Fellow； wilt thou bestow thy time with me？ STRATO。 Ay； if Messala will
prefer me to you。 OCTAVIUS。 Do so； good Messala。 MESSALA。 How
died my master； Strato？ STRATO。 I held the sword； and he did run on it。
MESSALA。 Octavius； then take him to follow thee That did the latest
service to my master。 ANTONY。 This was the noblest Roman of them all。
All the conspirators； save only he； Did that they did in envy of great
Caesar； He only； in a general honest thought And common good to all；
made one of them。 His life was gentle； and the elements So mix'd in him
that Nature might stand up And say to all the world； 〃This was a man！〃
OCTAVIUS。 According to his virtue let us use him With all respect and
rites of burial。 Within my tent his bones tonight shall lie； Most like a
soldier； ordered honorably。 So call the field to rest； and let's away； To part
the glories of this happy day。 Exeunt。
THE END
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