Cassius. 'Tis just:[81]

Cassius.

55And it is very much lamented, Brutus,

55

That you have no such mirrors as will turn

Your hidden worthiness into your eye,

That you might see your shadow. I have heard,[82]

Where[83] many of the best respect[84] in Rome,

60Except immortal Cæsar,[85] speaking of Brutus,

60

And groaning underneath this age's yoke,

Have wish'd that noble Brutus had his eyes.

Brutus. Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,[86]

Brutus.

That you would have me seek into myself

65For that which is not in me?

65

Cassius. Therefore, good Brutus, be prepar'd to hear:

Cassius.

And, since you know you cannot see yourself

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