Camp near Sardis. Before Brutus's Tent.
 Drum.
 Enter BRUTUS, LUCILIUS, LUCIUS, and the ARMY.
 TITINIUS and PINDARUS meet them.

Brutus	Stand, ho!

Lucilius	Give the word, ho! - and stand.

Brutus	What now, Lucilius? Is Cassius near?

Lucilius	He is at hand, and Pindarus is come
	To do you salutation from his master.

Brutus	He greets me well. Your master, Pindarus,
	In his own change, or by ill officers,
	Hath given me some worthy cause to wish
	Things done undone; but if he be at hand
	I shall be satisfied.

Pindarus									I do not doubt
	But that my noble master will appear
	Such as he is, full of regard and honour.

Brutus	He is not doubted. A word, Lucilius.
										 [BRUTUS and LUCILIUS stand apart.
	How he received you let me be resolved.

Lucilius	With courtesy and with respect enough;
	But not with such familiar instances,
	Nor with such free and friendly conference,
	As he hath used of old.

Brutus									Thou hast described
	A hot friend cooling. Ever note, Lucilius,
	When love begins to sicken and decay
	It useth an enforcd ceremony.
	There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
	But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
	Make gallant show and promise of their mettle;
	But when they should endure the bloody spur,
	They fall their crests and, like deceitful jades,
	Sink in the trial. Comes his army on?

Lucilius	They mean this night in Sardis to be quartered.
	The greater part, the horse in general,
	Are come with Cassius.
													[Low march within.
Brutus								Hark, he is arrived.
	March gently on to meet him.

                      Enter CASSIUS and his POWERS.

Cassius	Stand, ho!

Brutus	Stand, ho! Speak the word along.

1st Soldier	Stand!

2nd Soldier	Stand!

3rd Soldier	Stand!

Cassius	Most noble brother, you have done me wrong.

Brutus	Judge me, you gods! - Wrong I mine enemies?
	And if not so, how should I wrong a brother?

Cassius	Brutus, this sober form of yours hides wrongs;
	And when you do them-

Brutus								Cassius, be content;
	Speak your griefs softly. I do know you well.
	Before the eyes of both our armies here,
	Which should perceive nothing but love from us,
	Let us not wrangle. Bid them move away;
	Then in my tent, Cassius, enlarge your griefs,
	And I will give you audience.

Cassius											Pindarus,
	Bid our commanders lead their charges off
	A little from this ground.

Brutus	Lucius, do you the like; and let no man
	Come to our tent till we have done our conference.
	Lucilius and Titinius guard our door.
									 [Exeunt all but BRUTUS and CASSIUS.
