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Marcus Brutus   

fell upon a heap of dead bodies of the enemy. And of the rest, the
bravest were slain in defending Brutus.
There was in the field one Lucilius, an excellent man and a friend
of Brutus, who, seeing some barbarian horse taking no notice of any
other in the pursuit, but galloping at full speed after Brutus,
resolved to stop them, though with the hazard of his life; and,
letting himself fall a little behind, he told them that he was Brutus.
They believed him the rather, because he prayed to be carried to
Antony, as if he feared Caesar, but durst trust him. They, overjoyed
with their prey, and thinking themselves wonderfully fortunate,
carried him along with them in the night, having first sent messengers
to Antony of their coming. He was much pleased, and came to meet them;
and all the rest that heard that Brutus was taken and brought alive
flocked together to see him, some pitying his fortune, others accusing
him of a meanness unbecoming his former glory, that out of too much
love of life he would be a prey to barbarians. When they came near
together, Antony stood still, considering with himself in what
manner he should receive Brutus; but Lucilius, being brought up to
him, with great confidence said: "Be assured, Antony, that no enemy
either has taken or ever shall take Marcus Brutus alive (forbid it,
heaven, that fortune should ever so much prevail above virtue!), but
he shall be found, alive or dead, as becomes himself. As for me, I
am come hither by a cheat that I put upon your soldiers, and am ready,
upon this occasion, to suffer any severities you will inflict." All
were amazed to hear Lucilius speak these words. But Antony, turning
himself to those that brought him, said: "I perceive, my
fellow-soldiers, that you are concerned, and take it ill that you have
been thus deceived, and think yourselves abused and injured by it; but
know that you have met with a booty better than that you sought. For
you were in search of an enemy, but you have brought me here a friend.
For indeed I am uncertain how I should have used Brutus, if you had
brought him alive; but of this I am sure, that it is better to have
such men as Lucilius our friends than our enemies." Having said
this, he embraced Lucilius, and for the present commended him to the
care of one of his friends, and ever after found him a steady and a
faithful friend.
Brutus had now passed a little brook, running among trees and
under steep rocks, and, it being night, would go no further, but sat
down in a hollow place with a great rock projecting before it, with
a few of his officers and friends about him. At first, looking up to
heaven, that was then full of stars, he repeated two verses, one of
which, Volumnius writes, was this:-

"Punish, great Jove, the author of these ills."

The other he says he has forgot. Soon after, naming severally all
his friends that had been slain before his face in the battle, he
groaned heavily, especially at the mentioning of Flavius and Labeo,
the latter his lieutenant, and the other chief officer of his
engineers. In the meantime, one of his companions, that was very
thirsty and saw Brutus in the same condition, took his helmet and
ran to the brook for water, when a noise being heard from the other
side of the river, Volumnius, taking Dardanus, Brutus's armour-bearer,
with him, went out to see what it was. They returned in a short space,
and inquired about the water. Brutus, smiling with much meaning,
said to Volumnius. "It is all drunk; but you shall have some more
fetched." But he that had brought the first water, being sent again,
was in great danger of being taken by the enemy, and having received a
wound, with much difficulty escaped.
Now Brutus guessing that not many of his men were slain in the
fight, Statyllius undertook to dash through the enemy (for there was
no other way), and to see what was become of their camp; and promised,
if he found all things there safe, to hold up a torch for a signal,
and then return. The torch was held up, Statyllius got safe to the

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