ed the demands made by Brutus for certain sums
of money. Nor is Brutus, though he worships an ideal of
Justice, quite just in matters of practical detail."]

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CASSIUS. I denied you not.

BRUTUS. You did.

CASSIUS. I did not: he was but a fool that brought
My answer back. Brutus hath riv'd my heart: 85
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. 90

BRUTUS. A flatterer's would not, though they do appear
As huge as high Olympus.

[Note 84: /that brought/ | Ff give to l. 85.]

[Note 82-83: "Whilst Brutus and Cassius were together in the
city of Smyrna, Brutus prayed Cassius to let him have part of
his money whereof he had great store.... Cassius's friends
hindered this request, and earnestly dissuaded him from it;
persuading him, that it was no reason that Brutus should have
the money which Cassius had gotten together by sparing, and
levied with great evil will of the people their subjects, for
him to bestow liberally upon his soldiers, and by this means
to win their good wills, by Cassius's charge. This
notwithstanding, Cassius gave him the third part of this total
sum."--Plutarch, _Marcus Brutus_.]

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CASSIUS. Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come,
Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius,
For Cassius is a-weary of the world; 95
Hated by one he loves; brav'd by his brother;
Check'd like a bondman; all his faults observ'd,
Set in a note-book, 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, 100
And here my naked breast; within, a heart
Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold:
If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth;
I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart:
Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, 105
When thou didst hate him worst, thou lov'dst him better
Than ever thou lov'dst Cassius.

BRUTUS. Sheathe your dagger:
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope;
Do what you will, dishonour shall be humour.
O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb 110
That carries anger