When, all diffolv'd in Grief, her mournful Looks
She fix'd on mine! Oh never talk of Comfort.
Comfort! dear PORTIA, if I ever seek it,
May then-alas! I cannot curse myself,
Heav'n knows, I am already fo unhappy.

Enter LUCILIUS haftily.

LUCILIUS.

The Enemy once more is coming on;
ANTONY leads them out of CASSIUS' Camp,
And gathers, as he goes, the large Remains
Of the new-routed Army of OCTAVIUS.
I'll do my best to ftop them in their March.

BRUTUS.

ANTONIUS, and his Army! Alas! VARIUS;
What's that, or Victory itself, to me?

VARIUS.

But yet our Country fhould not be forgotten,

BRUTUS.

Oh! no: I'll bear about this heavy Heart :
Yet, when I ftruggle moft, it weighs me down.

VARIUS.

But where is, Sir, your wonted Resolution?

BRUTUS.

Gone, VARIUS, gone for ever with my PORTIA.

VARIUS.

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