Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself Are much condemn’d to have an itching palm, To sell and mart your offices for gold To underservers
I an itching palm! who are you to talk after what you have done
You too bribe and lie, do thou not remember letting the great Caesar bleed out to prevent him from being corrupt, now we ourselves are to not become corrupt too
Inside Brutus tent, the two argue about their problems and Brutus mentions how Cassuis was being greedy over money, gold and to still stick to their plan of friendship since Caesar
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While Cassius and Brutus are ending the argument Poet enters to help end the feud and remind them they are friends and have to work together
For shame, you generals ! What do you mean? Love, and be friends, as two such men should be; For I have seen more years, I’m sure, than ye
Why thank you this cynic rhyme, be on now
Away, away! be gone
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I did not think you could have been so angry
O Cassius, I am sick of many griefs
she is dead
Shortly after poet leaves, Brutus reveals why he is so short-tempered and angry lately