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Into our City with thy Banners spred,
I Sen. All have not offended :
2 Sen. What thou wilt,
I Sen. Set but thy Foot
2 Sen. Throw thy Glove,
Alc. Then there's my Glove,
Both. 'Tis most nobly spoken.
Enter a Messenger.
hem o'th' Sea,
[Alcibiades reads the Epitaph.]
Pass by, and curse thy fill, but stay not here thy Gate.
Friends to Brutus and Caflius.
Calphurnia, Wife to Cæfar.
Plebeians, Guards and Attendants.
SCENE for the three first Atts and be
ginning of the Fourth in Rome, - for the remainder of the Fourth near Sardis, for the Fifth in the fields of Philippi.