I don't like sports. I'm not competitive like
Antony. But don't let me keep you from going, Cassius.
I'll go my own way.
CASSIUS
Brutus, I do observe you now of late
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I have not from your eyes that gentleness
And show of love as I was wont to have.
You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand
Over your friend that loves you.
CASSIUS
Brutus, I've been watching you lately. You seem less
good-natured and affectionate toward me than usual. You've
been stubborn and unfamiliar with me, your friend who loves
you.
BRUTUS
Cassius,
Be not deceived. If I have veiled my look,
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I turn the trouble of my countenance
Merely upon myself. Vexèd I am
Of late with passions of some difference,
Conceptions only proper to myself,
Which give some soil perhaps to my behaviors.
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But let not therefore, my good friends, be grieved—
Among which number, Cassius, be you one—
Nor construe any further my neglect
Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war,
Forgets the shows of love to other men.
BRUTUS
Cassius, don't take it badly. If I seem guarded,
it's only because I'm uneasy with
myself. Lately I've been
overwhelmed with private thoughts and inner conflicts, which have
affected my behavior. But this shouldn't trouble my good
friends—and I consider you a good friend, Cassius.
Don't think anything more about my distraction than that
poor Brutus, who is at war with himself, forgets to show affection
to others.
CASSIUS
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Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion,
By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried
Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations.
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?
CASSIUS
Brutus, I misunderstood your feelings, and therefore kept to
myself certain thoughts I might have shared. Tell me, good Brutus,
can you see your face?
BRUTUS
No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself
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But by reflection, by some other things.
BRUTUS
No, Cassius. The eye can't see itself, except by
reflection in other surfaces.
