Tragedies. King Lear. Othello. Julius Ceasar / Трагедии. Король Лир. Отелло. Юлий Цезарь. Уильям Шекспир

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      Alarums. Enter CASSIUS and TITINIUS

      CASSIUS

      O, look, Titinius, look, the villains fly!

      Myself have to mine own turn’d enemy:

      This ensign here of mine was turning back;

      I slew the coward, and did take it from him.

      TITINIUS

      O Cassius, Brutus gave the word too early;

      Who, having some advantage on Octavius,

      Took it too eagerly: his soldiers fell to spoil,

      Whilst we by Antony are all enclosed.

      Enter PINDARUS

      PINDARUS

      Fly further off, my lord, fly further off;

      Mark Antony is in your tents, my lord

      Fly, therefore, noble Cassius, fly far off.

      CASSIUS

      This hill is far enough. Look, look, Titinius;

      Are those my tents where I perceive the fire?

      TITINIUS

      They are, my lord.

      CASSIUS

      Titinius, if thou lovest me,

      Mount thou my horse, and hide thy spurs in him,

      Till he have brought thee up to yonder troops,

      And here again; that I may rest assured

      Whether yond troops are friend or enemy.

      TITINIUS

      I will be here again, even with a thought.

      Exit

      CASSIUS

      Go, Pindarus, get higher on that hill;

      My sight was ever thick; regard Titinius,

      And tell me what thou notest about the field.

      PINDARUS ascends the hill

      This day I breathed first: time is come round,

      And where I did begin, there shall I end;

      My life is run his compass. Sirrah, what news?

      PINDARUS

      [Above] O my lord!

      CASSIUS

      What news?

      PINDARUS

      [Above] Titinius is enclosed round about

      With horsemen, that make to him on the spur;

      Yet he spurs on. Now they are almost on him.

      Now, Titinius! Now some light. O, he lights too.

      He’s ta’en.

      Shout

      And, hark! they shout for joy.

      CASSIUS

      Come down, behold no more.

      O, coward that I am, to live so long,

      To see my best friend ta’en before my face!

      PINDARUS descends

      Come hither, sirrah:

      In Parthia did I take thee prisoner;