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alarums Artemidorus battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Brutus's Cæs Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cato character of Brutus Cicero Cinna Clitus comedy common conspiracy conspirators danger dead death Decius Brutus deed dost doth drama dramatists Edited Elizabethan enemies Exeunt Exit fear fire Folio follow Fourth Cit friends funeral ghost give gods grief hand hast hath hear heart honor humor Ides of March Julius Cæsar King Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Lucilius Lupercalia Marcus Brutus Mark Antony matter means Messala night noble Brutus North's Plutarch Octavius orations Philippi Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia Publius Re-enter LUCIUS Romans Rome scene Senate Shake Shakespeare soothsayer speak spirit stage stand Strato sword tell theater thee things Third Cit thou art Titinius to-day tragedy Trebonius unto Volumnius wife word wrong
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Page xli - To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Page 39 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 41 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Page 44 - Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty heart ; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar felL O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us.
Page xl - You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things ! 40 O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls, and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 56 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Page 36 - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry " Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war ; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Page 55 - All this ? Ay, more. Fret till your proud heart break ; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge ? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humor? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you ; for from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Page xi - Julius bleed for justice sake • What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers — shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash, as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page xlix - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.