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:"To think that Caesar bears such rebel blood
That will be thawed from the true quality With that which melteth fools--I mean sweet words," |
Caesar, to conspirators
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"I could be well moved; if I were as you.
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me. But I am constant as the Northern Star," |
Caesar, to conspirators
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"Et tu, Brute?"
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Caesar, to Brutus
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"Men, wives, and children, stare, cry out, and run
As it were doomsday," |
Trebonius, to conspirators
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"Why he that cuts off twenty years of life
Cuts off so many years of fearing deaeth" |
Casca, to conspirators
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"Romans, stoop,
And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood Up to the elbows and besmear our swords" |
Brutus, to conspirators
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"How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In {states} unborn and accents yet unknown" |
Cassius, to conspirators
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"Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest;
Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving. Say, I love Brutus, and I honor him;" |
Antony's servant, to conspirators
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"Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead
So well as Brutus living, but will follow The fortunes and affairs of noble Brutus" |
Antony's servant, to Brutus
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"I do beseech you, if you bear me hard
Now, whilst your purpled hands do reek and smoke, Fulfill your pleasure. Live a thousand years, I shall not find myself so apt to die;" |
Antony, to Brutus
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"Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes--
Most noble!--in the presence of thy corpse?" |
Antony, to himself
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"You know not what you do. Do
not consent That Antony speak in his funeral. Know you how much the people may be moved By that which he will utter?" |
Cassius, to Brutus
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"O pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gently with these butchers" |
Antony, to himself (next to Caesar's corpse)
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"Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;" |
Antony, to himself
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"I say that Brutus' love
to Caesar was no less that his... no that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, that that Caesar were dead, to live all freemen?" |
Brutus, to crowd
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