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Shakespeare quotes on caesarPerchance? Nay, and most like, You must not stay here longer; your dismission Is come from Caesar; therefore hear it, Antony As I am Egypt's Queen, Thou blushest, Antony, and that blood Source: THE TRAGEDY OF ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA CAESAR'S house Enter OCTAVIUS CAESAR, reading a letter; LEPIDUS, and their train CAESAR Pompey is strong at sea, And it appears he is belov'd of those That only have fear'd Caesar What power is in Agrippa, If I would say 'Agrippa, be it so,' To make this good? CAESAR Further this act of grace; and from this hour The heart of brothers govern in our loves And sway our great designs! CAESAR Ay me most wretched, That have my heart parted betwixt two friends, That does afflict each other! CAESAR Our overplus of shipping will we burn, And, with the rest full-mann'd, from th' head of Actium Beat th' approaching Caesar Another part of the plain CANIDIUS marcheth with his land army one way over the stage, and TAURUS, the Lieutenant of CAESAR, the other way CAESAR'S camp in Egypt Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, THYREUS, with others CAESAR His coin, ships, legions, May be a coward's whose ministers would prevail Under the service of a child as soon As i' th' command of Caesar Caesar entreats Not to consider in what case thou stand'st Further than he is Caesar CAESAR'S camp before Alexandria Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, and MAECENAS, with his army; CAESAR reading a letter CAESAR My messenger He hath whipt with rods; dares me to personal combat, Caesar to Antony CAESAR'S camp Enter CAESAR, AGRIPPA, DOLABELLA, MAECENAS, GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, and others, his Council of War CAESAR Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave, A minister of her will; and it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds, Which shackles accidents and bolts up change, Which sleeps, and never palates more the dug, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's Some of the guard unbar and open the gates Guard her till Caesar come You do extend These thoughts of horror further than you shall Find cause in Caesar 'Make way there-Caesar!'] Enter CAESAR; GALLUS, PROCULEIUS, MAECENAS, SELEUCUS, and others of his train CAESAR Our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and, as I said, there is no moe such Caesars I am perfect That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for Their liberties are now in arms, a precedent Which not to read would show the Britons cold; So Caesar shall not find them Who is it in the press that calls on me? I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music, Cry "Caesar." Speak, Caesar is turn'd to hear But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink! I, as Aeneas our great ancestor Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Caesar And this man Is now become a god, and Cassius is A wretched creature and must bend his body If Caesar carelessly but nod on him Another general shout! I do believe that these applauses are For some new honors that are heap'd on Caesar And then he offered it the third time; he put it the third time by; and still as he refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their chopped hands and threw up their sweaty nightcaps and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked Caesar, for he swounded and fell down at it Well, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I see Thy honorable mettle may be wrought From that it is disposed; therefore it is meet That noble minds keep ever with their likes; For who so firm that cannot be seduced? Caesar doth bear me hard, but he loves Brutus I will this night, In several hands, in at his windows throw, As if they came from several citizens, Writings, all tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his name, wherein obscurely Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at I think it is not meet Mark Antony, so well beloved of Caesar, Should outlive Caesar We shall find of him A shrewd contriver; and you know his means, If he improve them, may well stretch so far As to annoy us all, which to prevent, Let Antony and Caesar fall together Our course will seem too bloody, Caius Cassius, To cut the head off and then hack the limbs Like wrath in death and envy afterwards; For Antony is but a limb of Caesar And for Mark Antony, think not of him, For he can do no more than Caesar's arm When Caesar's head is off the things that threaten'd me Ne'er look'd but on my back; when they shall see The face of Caesar, they are vanished What can be avoided Whose end is purposed by the mighty gods? Yet Caesar shall go forth, for these predictions Are to the world in general as to Caesar Shall Caesar send a lie? Have I in conquest stretch'd mine arm so far To be afeard to tell greybeards the truth? Decius, go tell them Caesar will not come Yes, bring me word, boy, if thy lord look well, For he went sickly forth; and take good note What Caesar doth, what suitors press to him Popilius Lena speaks not of our purposes; For, look, he smiles, and Caesar doth not change Speak, hands, for me! Casca first, then the other Conspirators and Marcus Brutus stab Caesar Brutus is noble, wise, valiant, and honest; Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving Our hearts you see not; they are pitiful; And pity to the general wrong of Rome- As fire drives out fire, so pity pity- Hath done this deed on Caesar Therefore I took your hands, but was indeed Sway'd from the point by looking down on Caesar Friends am I with you all and love you all, Upon this hope that you shall give me reasons Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous By your pardon, I will myself into the pulpit first, And show the reason of our Caesar's death He did receive his letters, and is coming, And bid me say to you by word of mouth- O Caesar! Sees the body Those that will hear me speak, let 'em stay here; Those that will follow Cassius, go with him; And public reasons shall be rendered Of Caesar's death If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with Caesar The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious; If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest- For Brutus is an honorable man; So are they all, all honorable men- Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral Have patience, gentle friends, I must not read it; It is not meet you know how Caesar loved you Look, in this place ran Cassius' dagger through; See what a rent the envious Casca made; Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd; And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away, Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it, As rushing out of doors, to be resolved If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no; For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel Then burst his mighty heart, And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell Villains! You did not so when your vile daggers Hack'd one another in the sides of Caesar You show'd your teeth like apes, and fawn'd like hounds, And bow'd like bondmen, kissing Caesar's feet; Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind Strooke Caesar on the neck Come now, keep thine oath; Now be a freeman, and with this good sword, That ran through Caesar's bowels, search this bosom There is none but he Whose being I do fear; and under him My genius is rebuked, as it is said Mark Antony's was by Caesar I advise you, let me not find you before me again upon any complaint whatsoever- no, not for dwelling where you do; if I do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, and prove a shrewd Caesar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall have you whipt And when this arm of mine hath chastised The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham, Bound with triumphant garlands will I come, And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; To whom I will retail my conquest won, And she shall be sole victoress, Caesar's Caesar Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
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