[Note 34: /in/ F1 | F2 F3 F4 omit.]

[Note 36: /losing/ Rowe | loosing Ff.]

[Note 40: /life's/ Rowe | lives Ff.]

[Note 43: [_Exeunt_ CLITUS ...] Capell | Ff omit.]

[Note 43: "Amongst the rest, one of them said, there was no
tarrying for them there, but that they must needs fly. Then
Brutus, rising up, 'We must fly indeed,' said he, 'but it must
be with our hands, not with our feet.' Then, taking every man
by the hand, he said these words unto them with a cheerful
countenance: 'It rejoiceth my heart, that not one of my
friends hath failed me at my need, and I do not complain of my
fortune, but only for my country's sake: for, as for me, I
think myself happier than they that have overcome, considering
that I leave a perpetual fame of virtue and honesty, the which
our enemies the conquerors shall never attain unto by force or
money.' Having so said, he prayed every man to shift for
himself, and then he went a little aside with two or three
only, among the which Strato was one, with whom he came first
acquainted by the study of rhetoric. Strato, at his request,
held the sword in his hand, and turned his head aside, and
Brutus fell down upon it, and so ran himself through ... and
died presently."--Plutarch, _Marcus Brutus_.]

[Note 45: /of a good respect:/ of good reputation,
well-esteemed. Cf. I, ii, 59.]

[Note 46: /smatch:/ smack, taste. "With the forms 'smack' for
the verb and 'smatch' for the noun, compare 'ake' and 'ache'
as used in the First Folio of Shakespeare."--Clar. Cf. _2
Henry IV_, I, ii, 111.]

[Note 47: "Scarcely any of those who were accessory to his
murder survived him more than three years, or died a natural
death. They were all condemned by the Senate: some were taken
off by one accident, some by another. Part of them perished at
sea, others fell in battle; and some slew themselves with the
same poniard with which they had stabbed Caesar."--Suetonius,
_Julius Caesar_.]

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STRATO. Give me your hand first: fare you well, my lord.

BRUTUS. Farewell, good Strato. [_Runs on his sword_]
Caesar, now be still: 50
I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. [_Dies_]

_Alarum._ _Retreat._ _Enter_ ANTONY, OCTAVIUS, MESSALA.
LUCILIUS, _and the_ 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:
Th