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If Caesar hide himself,
Cassius, be constant.
I do fear the people choose Caesar for their king.
Myself have letters of the selfsame tenor.
Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius.
and I do fear them.
How that might change his nature, there's the question.
Alas, you know not. I must tell you then.
Why should that name be sounded more than yours?
the end
Nothing, my lord.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
Say I love Brutus and I honor him.
that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants
What are you, then, determined to do?
The evil that men do lives after them, the good is oft interred with their bones.
nor the insuppressive mettle of our spirit,
shall they not whisper, Lo, Caesar is afraid?
He hears no music.
that I may rest assured whether those troops be friend or enemy.
I will not come today. Tell them so, Decius.
He reads much.
All this done, repair to Pompey's porch, where you shall find us.
The games are done and Caesar is returning.
Shall I be frighted when a madman stares?
Caesar,
Therein our letters do not well agree.
I will, my lord.
Be that the uttermost, and fail not then.
Then I,
Cassius, if you could but win the noble Brutus to our party...
It must be by his death,
Swear priests and cowards and men cautelous,
the troubled Tiber chafing at her shores,
and we can both endure the winter's cold as well as he.
Why, sir, a carpenter.
Tell me your counsels. I will not disclose them.
With courtesy and with respect enough, but not with such familiar instances,
Here it is, I think.
Lucilius, bid the commanders prepare to lodge their companies tonight.
As low as to thy foot doth Cassius fall,
We'll leave you, Brutus.
Caesar doth bear me hard, yet he loves Brutus.
Methinks there is much reason in his saying.
- You love me not. - I do not like your faults.
Most mighty Caesar, let me know some cause,
O Brutus, have you not love enough to bear with me,
Good. I will expect you.
Here's my hand.
Be angry when you will, it shall have scope.
so often shall the knot of us be called the men that gave their country liberty.
Was that done like Cassius?
And after that he came, thus sad, away?
to keep his state in Rome as easily as a king.
I did not think you could have been so angry.
though they do appear as huge as high Olympus.
Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes, for, look, he smiles,
Well, honor is the subject of my story.
in at his windows throw, as if they came from several citizens,
Shall Rome, etcetera.
Do so, and let no man abide this deed, but we the doers.
I needs must part
None!
And whether we shall meet again I know not.
20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0.
- Give him a statue with his ancestors! - Live, Brutus!
and in the pulpit, as becomes a friend, speak in the order of his funeral.
Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman?
I come to fetch you to the senate house.
to such a sudden flood of mutiny.
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world like a colossus.
- Messala. - What says my general?
that did love Caesar when I struck him, have thus proceeded.
bequeathing it as a rich legacy unto their issue.
and that same eye whose bend doth awe the world did lose his luster.
whilst they behold a greater than themselves,
and yesternight at supper you suddenly arose and walked about
Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily.
I have heard where many of the best respect in Rome,
I am to blame to be thus waited for.
He is not doubted.
Brutus is noble, wise, valiant and honest.
I know young bloods look for a time of rest.
They were traitors. Honorable men!
Most high, most mighty, and most puissant Caesar,
Take thought and die for Caesar.
Look, look, Titinius.
Gentlemen all.
Such men are dangerous.
Oh.
Brutus, bay not me. I'll not endure it.
Now, Casca, you and I will yet ere day seek Brutus at his house.
two several times by night,
but, as you know me all, a plain blunt man
He doth, for he did bid Antonius send word to you he would be there tomorrow.
But what is it you would impart to me?
I did hear him groan.
to hear the replication of your sounds made in her concave shores?
He is a great observer, and he looks quite through the deeds of men.
Strike, as thou didst at Caesar,
- Was the crown offered him thrice? - Ay, marry, it was,
Who's within?
which is indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.
and with this good sword, that ran through Caesar's bowels,
nor with such free and friendly conference, as he hath used of old.
Besides, it were a mock apt to be rendered for some one to say,
Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius,
Stand, ho!
Brutus speaks!
hooting and shrieking.
as by our hands and this our present act, you see we do,
I am a soldier, I, older in action, abler than yourself to make conditions.
for he loves to hear that unicorns may be betrayed with trees,
my love to every new protester,
Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through.
and by you cut off,
If thou be'st not immortal, look about you.
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,
This way will I. Disrobe the images if you do find them decked with ceremonies.
and grace his speech tending to Caesar's glories,
Our enemies have beat us to the pit.
I will this night, in several hands,
What you have said I will consider.
I will hear Brutus speak!
- Live! - Live!
Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth shakes like a thing unfirm?
Why, saw you anything more wonderful?