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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| As proper men as ever trod upon neat’s leather. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Well, honour is the subject of my story.
I cannot tell what you and other men
Think of this life; but, for my single self,
I had as lief not be as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
“Darest thou, Cassius, now
Leap in with me into this angry flood,
And swim to yonder point?” Upon the word,
Accoutred as I was, I plunged in
And bade him follow. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Ye gods, it doth amaze me
A man of such a feeble temper should
So get the start of the majestic world
And bear the palm alone. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Men at some time are masters of their fates:
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Conjure with ’em,—
Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar.
Now, in the names of all the gods at once,
Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed,
That he is grown so great? Age, thou art shamed!
Rome, thou hast lost th |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
There was a Brutus once that would have brook’d
The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome
As easily as a king. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
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. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
He reads much;
He is a great observer, and he looks
Quite through the deeds of men. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort
As if he mock’d himself, and scorn’d his spirit
That could be moved to smile at anything. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| But, for my own part, it was Greek to me. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT I Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
’T is a common proof,
That lowliness is young ambition’s ladder,
Whereto the climber-upward turns his face;
But when he once attains the upmost |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Between the acting of a dreadful thing
And the first motion, all the interim is
Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream:
The Genius and the mortal instruments
Are then in council; and the state of man,
Like to a little kingdom, suffers then
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| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
But when I tell him he hates flatterers,
He says he does, being then most flattered. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Boy! Lucius! Fast asleep? It is no matter;
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber:
Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies,
Which busy care draws in the brains of men;
Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
With an angry wafture of your hand,
Gave sign for me to leave you. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
You are my true and honourable wife,
As dear to me as are the ruddy drops |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Think you I am no stronger than my sex,
Being so father’d and so husbanded? |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds,
In ranks and squadrons and right form of war,
Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
These things are beyond all use,
And I do fear them. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
When beggars die, there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will co |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT II Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Cæs. The ides of March are come.
Sooth. Ay, Cæsar; but not gone. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fix’d and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over
In states unborn and accents yet unknown! |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| The choice and master spirits of this age. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
That ever lived in the tide of times. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| Cry “Havoc,” and let slip the dogs of war. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| Not that I loved Cæsar less, but that I loved Rome more. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| Who is here so base that would be a bondman? |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
But yesterday the word of Cæsar might
Have stood against the world; now lies he there,
And none so poor to do him reverence. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| See what a rent the envious Casca made. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| This was the most unkindest cut of all. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Great Cæsar fell.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,
Whilst bloody treason flourish’d over us. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| What private griefs they have, alas, I know not. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as Brutus is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Put a tongue
In every wound of Cæsar that should move
The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 2.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
You yourself
Are much condemn’d to have an itching palm. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
Than such a Roman. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
I said, an elder soldier, not a better:
Did I say “better”? |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats,
For I am arm’d so strong in honesty
That they pass by me as the idle wind,
Which I respect not. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Should I have answer’d Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts:
Dash him to pieces! |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
A friend should bear his friend’s infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
All his faults observed,
Set in a note-book, learn’d, and conn’d by rote. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
We must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Brutus. Then I shall see thee again?
Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
Brutus. Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT IV Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
But for your words, they rob the Hybla bees,
And leave them honeyless. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius!
If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;
If not, why then this parting was well made. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
O, that a man might know
The end of this day’s business ere it come! |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 1.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 3.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
| This was the noblest Roman of them all. |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 5.
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| Author: William Shakespeare |
His life was gentle, and the elements
So mix’d in him, that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, “This was a man!” |
| Julius Cæsar. ACT V Scene 5.
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