Alarum. Enter fighting soldiers of both armies; then Brutus, Messala, young Cato, Lucilius, Flavius and others. [BRUTUS]: Yet, countrymen, O, yet hold up your heads! [CATO]: What bastard doth not? Who will go with me? I will proclaim my name about the field. I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! A foe to tyrants, and my country’s friend. I am the son of Marcus Cato, ho! [_Charges the enemy._] [LUCILIUS]: And I am Brutus, Marcus Brutus, I; Brutus, my country’s friend; know me for Brutus! [_Exit, charging the enemy. Cato is overpowered, and falls._] [LUCILIUS]: O young and noble Cato, art thou down? Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius, And mayst be honour’d, being Cato’s son. [FIRST SOLDIER]: Yield, or thou diest. [LUCILIUS]: Only I yield to die: There is so much that thou wilt kill me straight; [_Offering money_] Kill Brutus, and be honour’d in his death. [FIRST SOLDIER]: We must not. A noble prisoner! [SECOND SOLDIER]: Room, ho! Tell Antony, Brutus is ta’en. [FIRST SOLDIER]: I’ll tell the news. Here comes the General. Enter Antony. Brutus is ta’en, Brutus is ta’en, my lord. [ANTONY]: Where is he? [LUCILIUS]: Safe, Antony; Brutus is safe enough. I dare assure thee that no enemy Shall ever take alive the noble Brutus. The gods defend him from so great a shame! When you do find him, or alive or dead, He will be found like Brutus, like himself. [ANTONY]: This is not Brutus, friend; but, I assure you, A prize no less in worth. Keep this man safe, Give him all kindness. I had rather have Such men my friends than enemies. Go on, And see whether Brutus be alive or dead; And bring us word unto Octavius’ tent How everything is chanc’d. [_Exeunt._]