Brutus: We all stand up against the spirit of Caesar; And in the spirit of men there is no blood: O, that we then could come by Caesar's spirit, And not dismember Caesar! But, alas, Caesar must bleed for it! And, gentle friends
Brutus: We shall be call'd purgers, not murderers. And for Mark Antony, think not of him; For he can do no more than Caesar's arm When Caesar's head is off.
Cassius: yet I fear him; For in the ingrafted love he bears to Caesar--
CINNA: O Caesar,-- CAESAR: Hence! wilt thou lift up Olympus?
DECIUS BRUTUS: Great Caesar,-- CAESAR: Doth not Brutus bootless kneel?