...the next scene, Brutus addresses himself to Cassius. Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Cos. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. Bru. No man bears sorrow better Portia's dead. Cos. Ha! Portia ! Bru. She is dead. Cas. How 'scap'dI...

...then I tell you, And tell it in the tragic poet's words— Jj'yon £ice /j'^re to accidental fri/s— The sum of which philosophy is this— You are a man,...Fortune's sport, This hour exalted and the next abas'd : You are a man, and, tho' by nature weak, By nature arrogant, climbing to heights That mock your reach...

...Cos. I did not think, you could have been so angry. Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Cos. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. Bru. No man bears sorrow better;—Portia is dead. Cos. Ha! Portia? Bru. She is dead. Cas. How scap'dI...

...Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Cas. I did not think, you could have been so angry. Cos. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. 1 II'lull should the wars do with these jigging foals?] ie with these silly poets. A jig signified,...

...Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Cos. I did not think, you could have been so angry. Cos. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. 1 What should the wars do with these jigging foolst] ie with these silly poets. A jig signified, in...

...in the tragic poet's words— Of your philosophy you make aa use, If you girc placr to acciilaital evils— The sum of which philosophy is this— You...Fortune's sport, This hour exalted and the next abas'd: Yuu tire a man. and, tho'by Nature weak, By nature arrogant, climbing to beighU That mock your reach...

...philosophy you make no use, If you give place towxidentat evils—. The sum of which philosophy is thisYou are a man, and therefore Fortune's sport, This hour exalted and the next abas'd: You are a man, and, tho'by Nature weak, By nature arrogant, climbing to heights That mock your reach...

...Cas. I did not think, you could have been so angry. Bru. O, Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Gas. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. Bru. No man bears sorrow better :— Portia is dead. Cos. Ha! Portia? Cos. How 'scap'dI killing, when...

...not think you could have been so angry. [Exit Lucius. Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Cos. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. Bru. No man bears sorrow better—Portia's dead. Cos. Ha ! Portia? Bru. She is dead. Cos. How 'scap'dI...

...Lucius. Lucius, a Bowl of wine. Caí. I did not think you could have been so angry. [Exit Lucius. Cas. Of your philosophy you make no use, If you give place to accidental evils. Bru. O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs. Bru. No man bears sorrow better—Portia's dead. Cas. Ha...