OCTAVIUS, and LEPIDUS
These many, then, shall die. Their names are pricked.
Your brother too must die. Consent you, Lepidus?
Prick him down,
5Upon condition Publius shall not live,
Who is your sister’s son, Mark Antony.
He shall not live. Look, with a spot I damn him.
But, Lepidus, go you to Caesar’s house.
Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
10How to cut off some charge in legacies.
What, shall I find you here?
Or here, or at the Capitol.
This is a slight, unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands. Is it fit,
15The threefold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?