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ACT II IT
Scene I IT
Enter Brutus in his orchard.
BRUTUS
What, Lucius, ho!
I cannot by the progress of the stars
Give guess how near to day. − Lucius, I say! −
I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly. −
When, Lucius, when? Awake, I say! What, Lucius! [5]
Enter Lucius.
LUCIUS
Called you, my lord?
BRUTUS
Get me a taper in my study, Lucius.
When it is lighted, come and call me here.
LUCIUS
I will, my lord.
Exit.
BRUTUS
It must be by his death; and, for my part, [10]
I know no personal cause to spurn at him,
But for the general. He would be crowned:
How that might change his nature, there’s the question.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder,
And that craves wary walking. Crown him that, [15]
