Summative Assessment – Part 1
Volumnius
What says my lord?
Brutus
Nay, I am sure it is, Voluminus.
Thou seest the world, Voluminus, how it goes.
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
It is more worthy to leap in ourselves
Than tarry till they push us. Good Voluminus,
Though knowst that we two went to school together:
Even for that our love of old, I prithee
Hold thou sword-hilts while I run on it.
Volumnius
That’s not an office for a friend, my lord.
Alarum still.
Clitus
Fly, fly, my lord, there is no tarrying here.
Brutus
Farewell to you; and you; and you, Volumnius.
Strato, thou hast been all this while asleep:
Farewell to thee too, Strato. Countrymen:
My heart doth joy that yet in all my life.
I found no man but he was true to me.
I shall have glory by this losing day
More than Octavius and Marc Antony
By this vile conquest shall attain unto.
So fare you well at once, for Brutus’ tongue
Hath almost ended his life’s history:
Night hangs upon mine eyes; my bones would rest,
That have but laboured to attain this hour.