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Began to water. Is thy master coming?
OCTAVIUS' SERVANT
He lies tonight within seven leagues of Rome.
OCTAVIUS'S SERVANT
He rests tonight within twentyone miles of Rome.
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ANTONY
Post back with speed, and tell him what hath chanced.
Here is a mourning Rome, a dangerous Rome,
No Rome of safety for Octavius yet.
Hie hence, and tell him so.—Yet, stay awhile.
Thou shalt not back till I have borne this corse
Into the marketplace. There shall I try,
In my oration, how the people take
The cruèl issue of these bloody men.
According to the which, thou shalt discourse
To young Octavius of the state of things.
Lend me your hand.
ANTONY
Report back to him fast and tell him what has happened. This
is now a Rome in mourning, a dangerous Rome. It’s not safe
enough for Octavius yet. Hurry away and tell him so. No, wait,
stay a minute. Don’t go back until I’ve carried the corpse into
the marketplace. There I’ll use my speech to test what the
people think of these bloody men’s cruel action. You’ll report
back to young Octavius how they respond. Help me here.
Exeunt with CAESAR’s body
They exit with CAESAR’s body.
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