So is my horse, Octavius; and for that
I do appoint him store of provender:
It is a creature that I teach to
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is
Lepidus but so;
He must be taught and train'd and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds
abjects, orts and imitations,
Which, out of use and staled by other men,
Begin his fashion: do not talk of
But as a property. And now, Octavius,
Listen great things:Brutus and Cassius
Are levying powers: we
must straight make head:
Therefore let our alliance be combined,
Our best friends made, our means stretch'd
let us presently go sit in council,
How covert matters may be best disclosed,
And open perils surest answered.
Let us do so: for we are at the stake,
And bay'd about with many enemies;
And some that smile have in
their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs.
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