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What need we any spur but our own cause to prick us to redress?
And we petty men walk under his huge legs
'Tis good.
But, O grief, where hast thou led me?
Moreover, he hath left you all his walks,
for, I know, when thou didst hate him worst,
There is no fear in him. Let him not die,
our hearts you see not.
with all respect and rites of burial.
Alas, what shall I say? My credit now stands
for Brutus' tongue hath almost ended his life's history.
And so, good morrow to you, everyone.
To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.
We'll hear it, Antony!
THE IDES OF MARCH ARE COME
And by and by thy bosom shall partake the secrets of my heart.
Come now, keep thine oath!
And he shall wear his crown by sea and land,
I'll fetch him presently.
If it be aught toward the general good,
Now, sit we close about this taper here, and call in question our necessities.
You say you are a better soldier.
nor his offenses enforced,
in our black sentence and prescription.
"Painting as it is now promises to become more subtle - more like music and less like sculpture - and above all it promises color. If only it keeps this promise." -Vincent van Gogh
- No! - No!
I know not, sir.
Nay, we will all of us be there to fetch him.
and by that order of prescription.
A word, Lucilius. How he received you, let me be resolved.
then hold me dangerous.
For this present,
He shall not live. Look, with a spot, I damn him.
I know that virtue to be in you, Brutus, as well as I do know your outward favor.
pray to the gods to intermit the plague
who, you all know, are honorable men.
I, per chance, speak this before a willing bondman.
Art thou anything?
But indeed, sir, we make holiday to see Caesar
that Tiber trembled underneath her banks,
and withal hoping it was but an effect of humor,
You all do know this mantle.
I do know you well.
Romans!
and common good to all, made one of them.
It is she
So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers, doing himself offense,
to wildness and much company.
I did send to you for gold to pay my legions, which you denied me.
And do you now strew flowers in his way
You, sir, what trade are you?
I have done no more to Caesar than you shall do to Brutus.
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me.
bears the power to cancel his captivity.
Speak. Caesar is turned to hear.
that Nature might stand up and say to all the world,
I will see thee at Philippi, then!
We both have fed as well,
Hear me, good brother.
That you do love me, I am nothing jealous.
Let not our looks put on our purposes.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Farewell to you, and you, and you, Volumnius.
Be thou my witness that against my will, as Pompey was,
'Tis just. And it is very much lamented, Brutus, that you have no such mirrors
except immortal Caesar,
Thy master is a wise and valiant Roman. I never thought him worse.
Vexed I am of late, with passions of some difference.
Liberty! Freedom!
So let it be with Caesar.
Let it be who it is.
ranging for revenge, with Ate by his side come hot from hell,
in states unborn and accents yet unknown.
Decius, go tell them Caesar will not come.
and where I did begin, there shall I end.
- He is welcome, too. - This, Casca. This, Cinna.
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, and, sure, he is an honorable man.
What man is that?
Who is here so vile that will not love his country?
forgets the shows of love to other men.
Ay, Caesar, but not gone.
Yes, Cassius.
Crown him. That.
What say the augurers?
For if you should, O what would come of it?
Well, to our work alive.
Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Do not consent that Antony speak in his funeral.
- They were villains, murderers! - The will!
No, Messala.
- and to rejoice in his triumph. - Wherefore rejoice?
This day I breathed first.
If that parting
- You shall, Mark Antony. - Brutus, a word with you.
Yet Caesar shall go forth,
If the redress will follow, thou receivest thy full petition
held up his left hand,
- Antonius. - Caesar, my lord?
What is now amiss that Caesar and his senate must redress?
And then we will deliver you the cause why I,
yet I see thy honorable metal may be wrought from that it is disposed.
at Sardis once, and this last night here in Philippi fields.
So in the world, 'tis furnished well with men,
There's no heed to be taken of them.
I pause for a reply.
Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus,
Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your love?
and forgave him with all their hearts.
We shall find in him a shrewd contriver,
O ye gods, ye gods, must I endure all this?