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AN HISTORY OF Most strange Phantasies and Apparitions, with the various sleights and cunning delusions of Devils.
[ 1] MArcus Brutus and Cassius, who had murther'd Caesar, came together to Sardis, where it is reported, Brutus was accosted with a horrible Vision. He was a man, naturally very watchfull, and one so laborious and continent, that he afforded himself but a very small part of his time to sleep in. In the day he rested not at all, in the night very little; and that when (all men being drown∣ed in sleep) he had neither any employment to do, nor person to converse with. And, at that time, being engaged in a War, and agitating things of a most high concernment, he was so carefull and intent concerning the prosecution and event of those affairs, that, having first (for a short space) refresht himself with sleep after Supper, he wholly set apart the rest of the night for the promoting of his urgent occasions. And if it happened, that he had finished his businesse before, he betook himself to his study untill the third watch; when, all his Centurions and Tribunes were wont to re∣pair unto him. When he was (I say) at Sardis, and projecting how to convey his Army out of Asia, in the beginning of the night the Moon began to abate of her wonted lustre, the Camp being in a deep silence. Whilest Brutus was deeply cogitating of some serious mat∣ters, he thought he heard the footsteps of some one near him; whereat he looking back towards the door, behold, a prodigious Apparition, one of a monstrous and horrid shape and bignesse stood by him, without speaking one word. Brutus, not without some reluctancy, ask't him, What Man or God art thou? or what is thy busi∣nesse here? The Vision answered, O Brutus, I am thy evil Angel, and thou shalt see me again at Philippi. At which Brutus nothing daunted said again, I shall then. But when it was vanished, he called toge∣ther his Servants, who averred to him, they neither saw nor heard