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Even for that our love of old, I prithee, hold thou my sword-hilts,
Therefore it is certain he was not ambitious.
- by that which he will utter? - By your pardon,
Only be patient till we have appeased the multitude
he put it by with the back of his hand, thus,
And this man is now become a god,
Sheathe your dagger.
I grant I am a woman,
speaking of Brutus and groaning underneath this age's yoke,
Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
What sayest thou to me now? Speak once again.
Quando all'improvviso inizi Cesare
And, could it work so much upon your shape
with carrion men, groaning for burial.
When I spoke that, I was ill-tempered, too.
And this way have you well expounded it.
Alas, my lord, your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,
for our elders say, the barren touched in this holy chase
Is Brutus sick?
we shall speak together.
O, that a man might know the end of this day's business ere it come.
that would have brooked the eternal devil
Let it not, Brutus.
and throw this in at his window, set this up in wax upon old Brutus' statue.
Who is here so base that will be a bondsman?
- This Caesar was a tyrant! - Nay, that's certain.
THE IDES OF MARCH ARE COME
For once, upon a raw and gusty day,
and on her knee hath begged that I will stay at home today.
Yet he spurs on.
Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries.
that now on Pompey's basis lies along no worthier than the dust.
Fare you well, my lord.
Read the will. We'll hear it, Antony!
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not
that this shall be or we will fall for it?
What tributaries follow him to Rome,
and I have seen the ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself but by reflection,
When beggars die, there are no comets seen.
They murdered Caesar!
O Rome, I make thee promise.
Believe me for mine honor,
to beg enfranchisement for Publius Cimber.
The name of Cassius honors this corruption,
Will you go see the order of the course?
How I have thought of this and of these times
Tell him, so please him come unto this place, he shall be satisfied,
And come yourself, and bring Messala with you immediately to us.
Brutus, what shall be done?
all the charactery of my sad brows.
Look, Lucius, here's the book I sought for so.
- Good morrow, Caesar. - Welcome, Publius.
BIDEN DEMOCRATS
Boy, stand aside.
Trebonius knows his time, for, look you, Brutus,
bending their expedition toward Philippi.
old feeble carrions and such suffering souls that welcome wrongs.
made rich with the most noble blood of all this world.
He is at hand, and Pindarus is come to do you salutation from his master.
that comes in triumph over Pompey's blood?
Will you dine with me tomorrow?
And so it is.
Yea, get the better of them.
What, shall I meet you here?
Give the word, ho!
If you shall send them word you will not come,
What, shall one of us that struck the foremost man of all this world
I know where I will wear this dagger, then.
Delay not, Caesar, read it instantly.
Cicero being one.
their minds may change.
Caius Ligarius doth bear Caesar hard,
merz, vorsicht vor linnemann
which did incorporate and make us one,
Ranging For Revenge,
Will you be pricked in number of our friends,
Upon this hope
Lucius, a bowl of wine.
- Come down! - Come down!
He would be crowned.
but there's but one in all doth hold his place.