A word, Lucilius, How he receiv’d you; let me be resolv’d

Marcus Brutus
A word, Lucilius,
How he receiv'd you; let me be resolv'd.
Lucilius
With courtesy and with respect enough,
But not with such familiar instances,
Nor with such free and friendly conference,
As he hath us'd of old.

When love begins to sicken and decay
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith

Marcus Brutus
Thou hast describ'd
A hot friend coolingMetaphor. Ever note, Lucilius,
When love begins to sicken and decay
It useth an enforced ceremony.Personification
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith;
But hollow men, like horses hot at hand,
Make gallant show and promise of their mettle;
But when they should endure the bloody spur,
They fall their crests, and like deceitful jades
Sink in the trial.Simile