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| small heate: therefore the ayer being very clowdy and darke, | IULIUS |
| by the weakenes of the heate that could not come foorth, | CÆSAR |
| did cause the earth to bring foorth but raw and unrype | element after |
| frute, which rotted before it could rype. But above all, the | Caesars death. |
| ghost that appeared unto Brutus shewed plainly, that the | |
| goddes were offended with the murther of Caesar. The | A great |
| vision was thus: Brutus being ready to passe over his army | Comet. |
| from the citie of Abydos, to the other coast lying directly | |
| against it, slept every night (as his manner was) in his tent, | Brutus vision. |
| and being yet awake, thinking of his afaires: (for by reporte | |
| he was as carefull a Captaine, and lived with as litle sleepe, | |
| as ever man did) he thought he heard a noyse at his tent | |
| dore, and looking towards the light of the lampe that | |
| waxed very dimme, he saw a horrible vision of a man, of | A spirit |
| a wonderfull greatnes, and dreadfull looke, which at the | appeared |
| first made him marvelously afraid. But when he sawe | unto Brutus. |
| that it did him no hurt, but stoode by his bedde side, and | |
| sayd nothing: at length he asked him what he was. The | |
| image aunswered him: I am thy ill angell, Brutus, and thou | |
| shalt see me by the citie of Philippes. Then Brutus replied | |
| againe, and sayd: Well, I shall see thee then. Therewithall, | |
| the spirit presently vanished from him. After that time | |
| Brutus being in battell neere unto the citie of Philippes, | |
| against Antonius and Octavius Caesar, at the first battell he | |
| wan the victorie, and overthrowing all them that withstoode | |
| him, he drave them into young Caesars campe, which he | |
| tooke. The second battell being at hand, this spirit ap- | The second |
| peared again unto him, but spake never a word. Thereuppon | appearing of |
| Brutus knowing he should dye, did put him selfe to all | the spirit, |
| hazard in battell, but yet fighting could not be slaine. So | unto Brutus. |
| seeing his men put to flight and overthrowen, he ranne unto | |
| a litle rocke not farre of, and there setting his swordes | |
| point to his brest, fell upon it, and slue him selfe, | |
| but yet as it is reported, with the helpe of | |
| his frend, that dispatched him. | |
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| THE END OF CÆSARS LIFE | |
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