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Caffius , go you into the other street , And part the numbers ; Pleb . Thofe , that will hear me fpeak , let ' em ftay here ; Thofe , that will follow Caffius , go with him ; And publick reafons fhall be rendered Of Cafar's death .
Caffius , go you into the other street , And part the numbers ; Pleb . Thofe , that will hear me fpeak , let ' em ftay here ; Thofe , that will follow Caffius , go with him ; And publick reafons fhall be rendered Of Cafar's death .
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3 Pleb . The noble Brutus is afcended : filence ! Bru . Be patient ' till the last . Romans , Country - men , and Lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be filent , that you may hear . Believe me for mine honour , and have refpect to mine ...
3 Pleb . The noble Brutus is afcended : filence ! Bru . Be patient ' till the last . Romans , Country - men , and Lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be filent , that you may hear . Believe me for mine honour , and have refpect to mine ...
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1 Pleb . Bring him with triumph home unto his house . Pleb . Give him a ftatue with his Ancestors . 3 Pleb . Let him be Cæfar . 4 Pleb . Cæfar's better Parts Shall be crown'd in Brutus . 1 Pleb . We'll bring him to his houfe With fhouts ...
1 Pleb . Bring him with triumph home unto his house . Pleb . Give him a ftatue with his Ancestors . 3 Pleb . Let him be Cæfar . 4 Pleb . Cæfar's better Parts Shall be crown'd in Brutus . 1 Pleb . We'll bring him to his houfe With fhouts ...
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1 Pleb . Methinks , there is much reason in his fayings . If thou confider rightly of the matter , Cafar has had great wrong . 3 Pleb . Has he , Mafters ? I fear , there will a worse come in his place . 4 Pleb .
1 Pleb . Methinks , there is much reason in his fayings . If thou confider rightly of the matter , Cafar has had great wrong . 3 Pleb . Has he , Mafters ? I fear , there will a worse come in his place . 4 Pleb .
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4 Pleb . Now mark him , he begins again to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cefar might Have ftood against the world ; now lies he there , And none fo poor to do him reverence . O mafters ! if I were difpos'd to ftir Your hearts ...
4 Pleb . Now mark him , he begins again to speak . Ant . But yesterday the word of Cefar might Have ftood against the world ; now lies he there , And none fo poor to do him reverence . O mafters ! if I were difpos'd to ftir Your hearts ...
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Antony Author bear better blood bring Britaine Brother Brutus Cæfar Cafar Caffius changes Char Cleo Cleopatra Clot comes Coriolanus dead death doth Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fall fear felf fhall fhew fhould fight follow fome fortune fpeak friends ftand fuch fword give Gods gone Guid hand hath head hear heart himſelf hold honour I'll i'th Iach Italy keep King Lady leave live look Lord Madam Marcius Mark matter mean moft mother muft muſt Nature never night noble o'th peace Pleb Poet Poft poor Power pray Queen Roman Rome SCENE Senators ſpeak tell thee theſe thing thou thought true voices wife worthy
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