BRUTUS'S TENT, IN THE CAMP NEAR SARDIS.
BRUTUS AND THE GHOST OF CÆSAR.
LET me see, let me see:Is not the leaf turn'd
Where I left reading?
Here it is, I think.
[He sits down.
Enter the Ghost.
How ill this taper burns!Ha! who comes here?
I think it is the weakness of mine eyes
That shapes this monstrous apparition.
It comes upon me:Art thou anything?
Art thou some god, some angel, or some devil,
That mak'st my blood cold, and my hair to stare?
Speak to me what thou art.
Ghost. Thy evil spirit, Brutus.
Bru. Why com'st thou?
Ghost. To tell thee, thou shalt see me
Bru. Well: Then I shall see thee again?
Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
Painted by Richard Westall, R.A. Engraved by Edward