1 Brutus and Cassius Are levying powers; we must straight make head.
2 So can I: So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity.
3 Go and commend me to my brother Cassius; Bid him set on his powers betimes before, And we will follow.
4 It is but change, Titinius; for Octavius Is overthrown by noble Brutus' power, As Cassius' legions are by Antony.
5 For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood.
6 Messala, I have here received letters, That young Octavius and Mark Antony Come down upon us with a mighty power, Bending their expedition toward Philippi.
7 Th abuse of greatness is, when it disjoins Remorse from power; and, to speak truth of Caesar, I have not known when his affections sway'd More than his reason.
8 Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit; But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
9 Even by the rule of that philosophy By which I did blame Cato for the death Which he did give himself, I know not how, But I do find it cowardly and vile, For fear of what might fall, so to prevent The time of life, arming myself with patience To stay the providence of some high powers That govern us below.