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Julius Caesar (Folio 1, 1623)
122The Tragedie of Julius Caesar
16494. Mark'd ye his words? he would not take ye Crown,
1650Therefore 'tis certaine, he was not Ambitious.
16533. There's not a Nobler man in Rome then Antony.
1657And none so poore to do him reuerence.
1659Your hearts and mindes to Mutiny and Rage,
1661Who (you all know) are Honourable men.
1662I will not do them wrong: I rather choose
1663To wrong the dead, to wrong my selfe and you,
1664Then I will wrong such Honourable men.
1666I found it in his Closset, 'tis his Will:
1667Let but the Commons heare this Testament:
1668(Which pardon me) I do not meane to reade,
1670And dip their Napkins in his Sacred Blood;
1671Yea, begge a haire of him for Memory,
1672And dying, mention it within their Willes,
1673Bequeathing it as a rich Legacie
1674Vnto their issue.
16754 Wee'l heare the Will, reade it Marke Antony.
1679You are not Wood, you are not Stones, but men:
1681It will inflame you, it will make you mad:
1682'Tis good you know not that you are his Heires,
1683For if you should, O what would come of it?
16844 Read the Will, wee'l heare it Antony:
1688I feare I wrong the Honourable men,
16904 They were Traitors: Honourable men?
16922 They were Villaines, Murderers: the Will, read the
1693Will.
1694Ant. You will compell me then to read the Will:
1696And let me shew you him that made the Will:
1697Shall I descend? And will you giue me leaue?
1698All. Come downe.
1705All. Stand backe: roome, beare backe.
1707You all do know this Mantle, I remember
1709'Twas on a Summers Euening in his Tent,
1710That day he ouercame the Neruij.
1711Looke, in this place ran Cassius Dagger through:
1712See what a rent the enuious Caska made:
1713Through this, the wel-beloued Brutus stabb'd,
1714And as he pluck'd his cursed Steele away:
1717If Brutus so vnkindely knock'd, or no:
1722Ingratitude, more strong then Traitors armes,
1724And in his Mantle, muffling vp his face,
1725Euen at the Base of Pompeyes Statue
1727O what a fall was there, my Countrymen?
1728Then I, and you, and all of vs fell downe,
1730O now you weepe, and I perceiue you feele
1731The dint of pitty: These are gracious droppes.
1732Kinde Soules, what weepe you, when you but behold
17373. O wofull day!
17384. O Traitors, Villaines!
17402. We will be reueng'd: Reuenge
1742Let not a Traitor liue.
1743Ant. Stay Country-men.
17441. Peace there, heare the Noble Antony.
17452. Wee'l heare him, wee'l follow him, wee'l dy with
1746him.
1749They that haue done this Deede, are honourable.
1750What priuate greefes they haue, alas I know not,
1751That made them do it: They are Wise, and Honourable,
1753I come not (Friends) to steale away your hearts,
1754I am no Orator, as Brutus is;
1755But (as you know me all) a plaine blunt man
1756That loue my Friend, and that they know full well,
1757That gaue me publike leaue to speake of him:
1758For I haue neyther writ nor words, nor worth,
1759Action, nor Vtterance, nor the power of Speech,
1761I tell you that, which you your selues do know,
1763And bid them speake for me: But were I Brutus,
1764And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony
1765Would ruffle vp your Spirits, and put a Tongue
1768All. Wee'l Mutiny.
1773Ant. Why Friends, you go to do you know not what:
1775Alas you know not, I must tell you then:
1776You haue forgot the Will I told you of.
1779To euery Roman Citizen he giues,
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