The Tragedy of Julius Caesar

The Tragedy of Julius Caesar

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  • Cassius: "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 dishonorable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings." (Act I, Scene ii, 135-141)
  • Et tu, Brute?
  • Brutus: "Let 'em enter. They are the faction. O conspiracy, Sham'st thou to show thy dang'rous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy; Hide it in smiles and affability: For if thou path, thy native semblance on, Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention." (Act II, Scene i, 77-85)
  • Decius: "This dream is all amiss interpreted; It was a vision fair and fortunate: Your stature spouting blood in many pipes, In which so many smiling Romans bathed, Signifies that from you great men shall press For tinctures, stains, relics, and cognizance. This by Calpurnia's dream is signified." (Act II, Scene ii, 83-90)
  • [They Stab Caesar] Caesar: "Et tu, Brute? Then fall, Caesar" (Act III, Scene i, 77) Cinna: "Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Run hence proclaim, cry it about the streets." (Act III, Scene i, 78-79) Cassius: "Some to the common pulpits, and cry out 'Liberty, freedom, and enfranchisement!" (Act III, Scene i, 81-82)
  • Antony: "But Yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. O masters! If I were disposed to stir Your hearts to mutiny and rage, I should do Brutus wrong and Cassius wrong, who, you all know, are honourable men." (Act III, Scene ii, 119-125)
  • Antony: "And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge With Até 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." (Act III, Scene i, 270-275)
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